#reflectionsofaqueerman

I woke up drenched in a pool of nightmares I accidentally plunged into the night before not knowing that my subconscious has forgotten how to swim. I tried to recall childhood swimming lessons, but instead succumbed to the fate of re-mastering how to drown. Gasping for reality, the fluid darkness of fear filled my lungs right before survival; buoyancy awoke my instincts and I regained a sense of lucidity that was misplaced a long time ago. #reflectionsofaqueerman #words #wordporn #wordgasm #writers #writercommunity #writersnetwork #writersofinstagram #writersuniverse #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #poetrynetwork #poetryhive #untwineme #bymepoetry #bymepoetryamerica #bymepoetryunite #globalwordsmiths #queerpoet #queer #gayguy #lgbt #lgbtpoetry #nightmares #mentalhealth

I never write about you. My poetry is reserved for those whose memory needs to be preserved because I know after the fireworks have ended, their impressions will fade. I never write about you. Because I never wanted to let go of the sound of your voice singing sweet childhood lullabies, the glimmering look of innocence in your eyes and the home you made for me in your embrace. I never write about you because I think of you constantly measuring up those I write about to your love’s legacy. I never write about you, but when I finally do… I hope it'll be when I'm with you. #reflectionsofaqueerman #words #wordporn #wordgasm #writers #writercommunity #writersnetwork #writersofinstagram #writersuniverse #wordswithkings #poetrynetwork #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryhive #artlixirpoetry #doortooursouls #bymepoetryamerica #bymepoetry #untwineme #untwinecanada #abodeofpoets #queerpoet #queer #lgbtpoetry #lgbt (at Ottawa, Ontario)

Floating thoughts birthed from gentle twilight delusions took control over my sanity. They convinced me that I had the capacity to redesign constellations, so I became celestial, capable of realigning stars, exploring galaxies with my fingertips and dancing in meteor showers under the vigilance of his Gods. They serenaded me into uplifting my consciousness liberating me from shackles he bound me with, always gliding beneath his trajectory. Floating thoughts birthed from his love’s tyranny reminded me no man is worth imprisoning my true form. #reflectionsofaqueerman #writersnetwork #writersofinstagram #writersuniverse #wordgasm #wordporn #writercommunity #poetrynetwork #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryhive #artlixirpoetry #doortooursouls #bymepoetry #bymepoetryamerica #untwineme #untwinecanada #wordswithkings #lgbtpoetry #lgbt #queerpoet #queer #abodeofpoets #madewords #heartsofpoets (at Ottawa, Ontario)

Sometimes all I need is a word composed of minimal syllables to unravel the chaos that lurks inside my head. A word to give the unspeakable a voice. A word to inspire the unspoken out of oblivion. Let it trigger a cascade of words so divergent, yet strung together in commonality to express all that weighs me down. Let it negotiate a treaty with my anxiety so that we can co-exist in the same body. #reflectionsofaqueerman #poetrynetwork #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #wordgasm #writers #writercommunity #writersnetwork #writersofinstagram #writersuniverse #poetryhive #artlixirpoetry #bymepoetryamerica #wordswithkings #bymepoetry #untwineme #untwinecanada #abodeofpoets #lgbt #lgbtpoetry #queerpoet #queer #heartsofpoets #madewords #mentalhealth #mentalillness

I wrap my calloused soul in silver decorative paper and golden bows before dawn only to expose it all bare again at aphotic times of the night. This cyclic routine of packing and unpacking the burdens left in the wake of Atlas shrugging is confined to phantasmal spaces I call home. Spaces that are forgiving of the nocturnal disease that I insist on continuing to breathe because it instills life into my bones. But you will never get to see my heaving soul. You’ll only see the sparkle of silver decorative paper and golden bows when the twilight starts to bleed into the night and I no longer have a home. #writersnetwork #writersofinstagram #writersuniverse #wordgasm #wordporn #writerscommunity #poetrynetwork #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetryhive #bymepoetry #bymepoetryamerica #untwineme #reflectionsofaqueerman #globalwordsmiths #queer #queerpoet #lgbtpoetry #lgbt #mentalhealth #nocturnal

Listen to Speak in Tongues // machineheart Speaking in languages I can't even pronounce is your forte. You never shied away when I counted the foreign tongues that resided in your mouth. Mine never sought refuge there as you struggled to pronounce my name. My mother tongue refused the shelter you offered because your tongue could not twist and contort to its elevated prayer. #reflectionsofaqueerman #wordporn #wordgasm #writers #writercommunity #writersnetwork #writersofinstagram #writersuniverse #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #poetrynetwork #poetryhive #untwineme #bymepoetry #bymepoetryamerica #untwinemeusa #wordswithkings #the_writers_inspiration #doortooursouls #globalwordsmiths #lgbtpoetry #lgbt #queerpoet #lgbtpoet

I am consistently out of breath climbing your summit of peculiarities and foraging your profond passion for life. Mesmerized by the altitude, I fear my corrupted quintessence would bleed into yours. How do I preserve your purity if I am impure? #reflectionsofaqueerman #words #wordporn #wordgasm #writers #writercommunity #writersnetwork #writers_den_ #wordswithkings #writersuniverse #writersofinstagram #poetrynetwork #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryhive #lgbt #lgbtpoetry #queerpoet #queer #madewords #bymepoetry #bymepoetryamerica #untwineme #untwinemeusa #poetryporn #poetryofig #gaypoet

Part 2 / 3 The night was ending for us as it was just beginning for others. As we walked back to my car, passing people entering clubs and bars. “Let’s just watch TV” we said. And we did. We didn’t have end goals, we were mentally cruising the night away giving into desires. We drank plenty of each others company and explored new zeniths with our bodies. To the street lights shining through the window, we traced the lines of each other’s skin as if we were mapping our internal urbanscapes. You ventured through my existence and discovered buried pleasures I had never experienced. A gradual escalation, a powerful crescendo. #reflectionsofaqueerman #words #wordporn #wordgasm #writersofig #writersofinstagram #writercommunity #writersnetwork #poet #poems #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #poetrynetwork #bymepoetry #bymepoetryamerica #untwineme #writers_den_ #heartsofpoets