when i revisit, the door is stingy always fights back knob two tons make shift handgun rips through our memory mansion never easy couldn't face you that day i remember the day the hour the minute i remember what you were wearing i just want one more time. to remember everything before that fire. please;… Continue reading last memory
Category: Poetry
quiet voice
i don't remember the last time i felt heard
molly
molly, we've met before; i know you don't remember it was a wild night- but i think about you the gated fence the old school diner & the watching naruto until midnight. molly, i'd like to visit again, maybe on a weekend i have off or at the next festival just for a few hours
third arc
i think it's the butterflies the ones in springs & the ones in my tummy when i fall hundred feet from the sky into your lap; eyes rollback when i have your body back
sleep paralysis
demons snicker in the light & curse in the dark; they've never cared for those they share beds with always so loud not one to let their partner rest
wraith
you had a chance to portal back be a liberator now you're a vengance seeker with a missing eye
new world
i know you are going through it it's okay it's just some waffles
lost & found
it's been years but it felt like yesterday when you met my eyes
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i've known for awhile that it was you; just in denial, not gonna waste any more time telling myself any different
something sweet
i want to want; a fantasy with dessert maybe a concha i want that
Saint's Muse 