Footsteps & Keystrokes Like my father who taught me my footsteps You taught me my keystrokes I follow in them both Retreating to what I know To follow you across the divide
Nothing was Different The sun still rises and falls every night The rain still falls and rises Both give and take away life As the moon watches on Where do we go when we sleep? Why do you visit me in my dreams? Why do I wake up alone?
Everything Has Changed It’s in the things that are put away The shelves that line the walls The washing machine that spins The food in the fridge It’s in the music that plays The clothes put away after 6 months of sitting in the kitchen The wedding suit that is folded and put under theContinue reading “POETRY [UNTITLED SERIES] – 18”
The Divide “Everything must come to an end, the drip finally stops.” Even the Darkness Even the Shadow Even the Sadness Even you.
I have always loved the sea It’s been a place of refuge and safety for all of my years It’s the place I return to when all things go Much like the sky, and how I feel about stars I’m always returned to wherever they are You were like the waves that crashed on theContinue reading “POETRY [UNTITLED SERIES] – 16”
There is a rush in the tide as the storm breaks through to land Knowing what you have done and how blind you are to it How you’d hurt him without knowing what is going on How you still call me sick Your words break like waves upon the shore You don’t control me TheContinue reading “POETRY [UNTITLED SERIES] – 15”
Everyday I dress up in my own words Pulling Strength from what lies on the floor Unable to breathe any Hope from a closet The Comfort in a black oversized t-shirt Oh god I want to feel again
Cameras & a rear view mirror You don’t drive a car by looking backwards. if you do you’ll crash. Cameras and rear view mirrors are only there for glimpses at the past. You’re not meant to stay there. I’ve stripped all the photos from my walls. I’ve pulled the bricks apart in order to reshapeContinue reading “POETRY [UNTITLED SERIES] – 13”
Over and Over I sit disassociated and numb Between a sleeping cocker spaniel and the noise of the street I’ve been crying all day and every time I feel like I’ve gotten some sort of closure only to be pulled back to April over and over. They tell me how well I’ve done. That April’sContinue reading “POETRY [UNTITLED SERIES] – 12”
“You look awful” That’s all I could say while my heart collapsed. New numbers, new addresses, new emails. All enough of a reason to feel the things that I’ve been told I should. Betrayal, rage. But it was that photo. Of you and our youngest It ripped through me faster and harder than any ofContinue reading “POETRY [UNTITLED SERIES] – 11”