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trust that everything will fall into place without you forcing it there.
Dirt crumbles between bones and what was once rough palms
A thirst that will not be quenched scrapes the esophagus like sandpaper on cement
What dust has been collected on a heart forgotten
On the bookshelf of fantasy, romance curled up and died against fraying fabric
A mirror in an attic reflects dreams that never left a pillow
The eyes, a pool of cold coffee, feel desperate and wet. Frozen in time and replaying the moments where they were invisible
Pleading on your knees to the God found in the skin of a man
As hollow as the land he draws his lines in
Cold blooded and built of rugged cement blocks
Streams of red like tears painting the edges on the climb that never ends
A backpack for gauze wrapped around you for a deity that won’t smile down on you
Arms crossed eyes locked as you stumble and trip
He hopes you cry and beg for Him
Prove you’re worthy. Prove he’s worthy
Your gift is time that He allowed you to have.
Dry aching roots split beneath this stone caving in and crushing outreached ends
There is no water for this desert
Only water to clean the stone
Climb up again
Storms split the sky and knees as they crash against the stone
Stop and disappoint the God. Keep going and anger the God.
There is no winning a war meant to end with the throat on a blade
Tongue cut out and kept in a box
Only please and don’t receive
There will never be a turn for you
There is only the prison you’ve made yourself
Meant to be punishment for imagined sins

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speed up, time, I want to reminisce
I want to look back at these memories and be grateful we shared them
I’m tired of hating him
and missing him
and hating him some more
but mostly I’m tired of the dreams
where that look in his eye didn’t change
I wish my anger were true
and not a weapon formed in the face of truth
reality and my dreams shouldn’t be on opposite ends
If they had gotten along
we would have been closer to each other
and not
the edge
time, take me away
— Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
you wouldn’t notice a tear
or a tear in my heart
a hollow cup to fill yours
and how it runneth over

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bloody fingers prying at brick
hearts beating
to the whisper of obsession
unstoppable
unmovable
sacrifice your power
to get through the stone
carve up your self
just for a peak
in the end it’s just an echo of aching
the deafening sound of hollow
the cost of this heart
is your own
Our love was the rainforest and I was humanity’s destruction. You were water
Calm
I was a million flames bursting at the seams
I’m sorry I couldn’t be the love you desired
A love formed by the cosmos meant to be
Impossible to ignore but my heart was a vacancy sign and you only stayed the night
How can something so cold and empty be a home for someone who always deserved more
I saw a future in your eyes that was nothing more than a dream
Snapshots of memories with your face scratched out
A love that was never meant to be but I would repeat the pain again and again if it meant I could get a chance to love you right
Why didn’t I love you right from the beginning
To be the water and sun that made you grow
To be the place you called home
Loving you was my first glimpse into the feeling I had been looking for
I guess I just never knew you didn’t feel it too
To you it felt more like drowning right?
As if you were lost at sea
And I was waves crashing around you, pulling you under leaving you breathless and exhausted
But I thought we were swimming in the same place
Where the water is calm and all you can hear is the ocean kissing the shore
Because every time I laid on your chest and listened to your heart, time stopped
And in your eyes I saw endless possibilities.
Like that breathtaking, lost in thought “I can’t believe I’m just a tiny speck in this big universe” endless
And with you right by my side “we can rule this universe” type of possible
But in your eyes I only saw a reflection of myself
I was fighting this war alone
The harder I tried to make us work
The farther back you stepped
Until you stepped so far back I couldn’t tell the difference between love and a white flag
You can’t love someone so hard that they’ll love you back
And I held you tighter when you yelled those words.
“I don’t love you anymore”
As if my arms could put us back together
As if I could fix the shattered glass
And glue each individual speck back together
And no matter how much blood stained the glass I kept going
Because we were worth it
Losing you was the first glimpse into a feeling I never knew existed
Passion is intensity
It lights up every nerve and grips the spirit
It’s the driving force when I crash my lips into yours as red light wraps around us like a blanket
It’s the goosebumps that dance like dominoes on my skin
Have you seen the many ridges of history in tree bark
Or the way cream blends itself into a fresh cup of coffee
The color of your eyes are unique to your soul
Thousands of words unspoken rest behind warm honey
My thoughts race against each other, colliding like bumper cars
At the center, I wonder if the passion I feel is always meant to be one sided
If I’m forever destined to feel loss at the expense of love
And if you are another goodbye, I relish hello and wish I could live in that moment
Doubt is just as strong a feeling, shackled to my mind and hope
My hands have tarnished every delicate petal
and ruined the calm of still waters
You deserve a love that makes mountains bow
And that feels like a grand finale
You are intricate, meant to be the muse for the finest of paintings
How I wish I could understand the details and brushstrokes that crafted your soul
And if that soul would mind making room for mine
I could list hundreds of wants, be breathless and feel like there’s infinite more
Mainly, I want to show you a world absent of pain
And a reason to believe that the universe crafted a path to each other
A course charted by constellations
Our spirits tethered by destiny
The hours pass by
And the water rushes on
The earth crumbles around me
And the once stable ground
becomes a sinkhole
I thought this was my manifested reality
where you grab my hand
and we build a home
but my hands are not hands
they are shovels
i am the one who created this hole
how long to be the gentle rain that kisses your skin
but I am a natural disaster

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You are soil; grounded and pure
The roots that lay and move beneath you whisper your history
And from this soil, life grows
Tall oak trees stretch out towards the sky telling stories of your strength
I lose myself in the ridges that form a symphony composed of you
Your garden inspires me to water my own
To weather storms and sunny days
To lose and gain
I think of the cycles of life that must have been completed to create the poem that is you
The seeds planted and weeds ripped from the earth
you are a fortress
Between us, there is a space for every exploding star
Below us is the layers of the earth we excavated, an attempt at a foundation
On top of that, lay dew that whisper forgotten hope
It’s strange how fast someone you love can become a stranger.
Hands that once felt like a glove more closely resemble a ghosts
desperation here shows up as shaved legs lathered in lotion
It reeks of forced laughter and your favorite perfume
I desire a love that is as deep as my own
A love that only pushes to go as far as Infinity
Who grabs my hand if I need a breath and sputters for air simultaneously
Desperation looks like whittling a puzzle piece to fit
It is an ear deaf to your complete and utter disappointment
I am the reflection of a muddy creek asking to be loved by the sky