Wednesday, September 25, 2013


The tension in your voice. The strained, high pitch of your "I love you" and "I miss you" always left me in question. It was something I never understood before, that sound in your voice. But tonight, I heard it again. "And I'll see you soon, hopefully sooner than you think." To be honest, I never saw you again. I only see the shell of who you once were. And I finally interpreted that tension, tonight I finally did.
You were lying.

Friday, September 13, 2013

You knew I needed you
And yet you kept your distance
I told that story of us today
The one I never tell anyone
And I was reminded
Of just how much I hate you
For abandoning me when I needed you most.

Tuesday, September 10, 2013


The dominant hand crippled, most intensely on its side. I felt the sting at my wrist, the tendon strained from being worked all day. It's an electric pain, unnatural and wiry, which pulsates in unusual ways. When I allow fear into my life, I worry that I have permanent damage. In my worst, I become fearful with the idea that I would lose my ability. I am doing something about this tomorrow.

Monday, September 9, 2013

Reach You

My heart wished for nothing more than to be comforted by that warmth. As a child crawls onto their bed at night, I reached for your heart and climbed inside.

Saturday, September 7, 2013

Ever Changing

My heart, content
With the idea of ever changing
My heart, widening
With every interaction had
Tidbit of information that's given
Conversation finally received
My heart, at last being heard
With each moment of embrace
All connections being made
Every fucking second
Folded, or melted, or woven,
Yes, woven,
Opened to a new life.