daredevil stars jump from the heavens

   their liquid lives falling through my splayed fingertips

      dripping ...

The time has come.

The time is now.

The regularity is here.

In our hearts

and minds

time passes me by

like the waning hours

of the night

 

tick 

<...

These last few days have passed as one,

with sleep avoiding me as my eyelids have avoided each other.

 

The aged floorboa...

I lose you for a moment 

as you exhale slowly,

smoke rising lazily from your lips

and obscuring your feature...

Dusk dances in on

the coattails of a whispering breeze,

comforting,

while you continue to

my pen drips ink onto the page but

these ink blots don’t mean a thing

and the early morning hours are creeping upon me

you forgot your coat when you left

when you packed up all your things

and walked out my door

 

 

we sit in booths of cracked vinyl

exposed yellow foam peeking out from the crevasses

bitter coffee on the table<...

I’m dying, you’re dying, let’s talk about it.

 

We won’t last forever, we’re not meant to.

your eyes bore into me as I stand here

A poem inspired by Lula's photo.



I'd like to visit the moon
and see what there is to see
up in the sky, just her and me,
in the cosmos all star-strewn.

Kylie asked me to write a poem for her. I'm not very good at writing things specifically for people, but I dedicate this one to her. This is for Kylie.

 

boards creak underfoot 

I stand here

Walking alongside my shadow,
conversing with my thoughts

The wind blows,
a gentle caress across my cheek

Pause

Close my eyes
Listen to the murmur of ...

wake up

streetlights blaring light behind your eyelids
car horns blinding your ears
thoughts and thoughts and thoughts running around your mind
leaving little footprints o...

From the subway comes the city’s breath,
exhaled through sidewalk grates.
The underground stations like lungs
constantly filtering commuters past.
Trains carry life through the ...

I gaze at you through half-lidded eyes

as I walk in your footsteps these trees whisper things
they whisper your secrets and thoughts left behind
their leaves stroke my skin where your hands used to
they tell me it’s natur...

I wrote this for my dad before leaving for college.



The time has come for me to leave,
to start a journey of my own.
Just promise me that you won’t grieve.
Thi...

I never had the opportunity to meet Dan, but that doesn't change the fact that he had an impact on my life. This is for him <3



day gives way to night
not in the blink...

the Sun has set

There is a man known to roam this earth,
they call him the Crazy Dutch Bastard.
You may wonder and speculate and look from afar
but to speak to him is a hazard.

You might ...

Go forth, for the road is out there waiting.

Gather your belongings and don’t look back.

Adventure is there, yours for the taking.