once
August 23, 2025
once
August 23, 2025
Wheels begin to turn
Need takes flight
…
One day before you’re gone
When the need is too high again
You will need to dry your arm
For a second time
August 5, 2025
12:10 am
I don’t want to exist
like this;
but I still know,
and can’t forget.
Before I know it
Not for the first time
I wonder why I’m here
And I want to become tiny again
July 11, 2025
When she lets you in, everything will change.
You will not be in our world anymore.
The world will swirl around you
and her
and her
and her.
.
July 7, 2025
(Reflecting upon the potential future romantic success of a friend.)
“I refuse to change who I am”, I proudly declare;
but who the hell is that “I”, anyway,
and what do they really want for me?
.
July 5, 2025
I killed an insect on my desk this afternoon.
I’m not sure what it was, but it was probably harmless.
I could have put it outside.
I could have gently shooed it somewhere else.
But, I didn’t.
I crushed it, with a tissue, so I wouldn’t dirty my fingers.
Now the stink of death lingers in the room,
and I wonder where my heart’s gone.
.
June 4, 2025
Our eyes are the only stars
Under this blanket of nighttime pitch,
Yet we find each other here again and again.
Our delicate selves touch firmly, surely,
Tracing our merging outlines each night
In my dreams
.
May 3, 2025
On and on and on and on and on and on
I listen, praising myself internally
For remembering to keep my mouth shut
How smoother these cogs turn
By the grease of my silence
.
April 27, 2025