somebody's gotta do it

you’re an angel of light and shrapnel

are you haunted by a girl that’s still alive, or are you keeping a ghost captive?

my heart is too big for my body and it hurts to exist like this

this earth made us and this earth broke us.

concept: a heavy to tongue and honey lips made love. they had hoped for a baby girl, but instead, they gave birth to molasses hymns that taste like you.

your heart only beats as softly as it does because it is afraid it will shatter your rib cage if it hammers as hard as it wants to

concept: you are the breeze of the sea, the breath of a beast

concept: the icy blues of your eyes have finally melted. when we’re in the sun, it’s warm enough for me to go swimming in them. 

do i thank god for you, or do i thank you for god?

i don’t want to be a poet. i want to be a poem.