#newpoets

spilled ink that draws a map

I left some of me behind, my love

so if lost, you’d find the way back

and all the rest of me that’s left,

where you go, it goes too

My blood no longer runs through veins

My blood 

                                   runs 

                                                                  after 

                                                                                                 you

-

- R e d . . B r i c k . . R o a d  /

( I hope it haunts ) 

I’ll rather live with your incomplete sentences, than you telling me that they complete a different way.

I’ll rather remain with your unspoken words, than to know that they meant different then they’d say.

I’ll rather trust our half-made promises, than to have them broken, later in time.

I’ll rather just wait at the staircase, than to fall down, after I climb.

I danced in the nebulas, I flirted with flames, I skirted through gravity’s devouring gaze.

YOUNGER YOU WILL ALWAYS HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY ABOUT OLDER YOU BUT YOUNGER YOU HASN’T LIVED ALONE YET HASNT HAD TO REVIVE THEIR HEART AFTER A FRIEND’S DEATH OR SEW IT BACK TOGETHER WHEN SOMEONE THEY LOVED STOPPED LOVING BACK YOUNGER YOU STILL SEES THE USE IN VIOLENCE IS AFRAID TO SMILE IN PHOTOGRAPHS HASN’T TRAVELED MUCH AND FUCKS LIKE A TEENAGER YOUNGER YOU HASN’T LEARNED TO SAVOR THE BOURBON TO TALK LESS AND THAT ARGUMENTS AREN’T WON THEY JUST END YOUNGER YOU IS STILL HURT ABOUT YOUNGER THINGS AND HOPES YOU WILL HEAL THEM BUT ISN’T READY FOR HOW BRUTAL THE BURN IS WHEN YOU TRY TO DISINFECT YOUR SOUL WITH CHEAP MEDICINES HOW MUCH TIME IT TAKES TO UNDO THE MALPRACTICE AND HOW IT CHANGES US WHEN WE FIND PIECES OF SALVATION ONLY OLDER YOU KNOWS THAT SCARS ARE NOT THE TARNISHING OF YOUR YOUTH BUT THE BIRTHMARKS OF ADULTHOOD ONLY YOU CAN FATHER OR MOTHER THE MEMORY OF YOUNGER YOU INTO A PEACEFUL DEATH THE HARDEST ONES FOR US TO BURY ARE OUR YOUNGER SELVES WE CARRY THEIR LEGACIES A BIT TOO CLOSE TO OUR EARS BUT YOUNGER YOU KNEW SOME THINGS YOU’VE MISPLACED LIKE HOW TO KISS SOMEONE LIKE THEY HAVE ANSWERS HOW TO LEAP EAGERLY INTO FOOLISH EXCURSION GOOD OL’ STUPID RECKLESS STUMBLING YOUNGER YOU WHO SERVES YOU BETTER IN MEMORY THAN PRETENDING THEY’RE STILL HERE YOUNGER YOU SHOULD JUST COME BACK AROUND TO REMIND OLDER YOU THAT YOU TOO WILL BE YOUNGER YOU TO ANOTHER YOU AT YOUR END – THAT YOUNGER YOU DIED SO YOU COULD LIVE AND SOON YOU WILL HAVE TO DIE FOR AN OLDER YOU AGAIN I WONDER WHAT THAT OLDER YOU WILL SAY OF THIS YOUNGER YOU THEN