You weren’t meant to go there
But you did
You weren’t meant to leave her there,
But you weren’t meant to have her at all

The circles you sent her in
The spirals, she fell hopelessly a victim to
You weren’t meant to break her,
But you did

You took her and you let her go
Now she wanders hopelessly
Shackled to her thoughts and utter resistances,
A prisoner of herself

You weren’t meant to have her,
But you did


07/21/16 etc.

They aren’t who they say they are
Everything you’ve struggled to become,
The great metamorphosis of your being–
They can take it all away, and they will

They don’t want what you are
They want their ideas of what you can be
Your luminance and your sweet, sensible heart
Their sullen minds and their corrosive words–
They’ll obliterate your innocence
and the peace that inhabits you

Only if you let them


You cut deep into me

You left me somewhere between flying and falling

And the drop, it was never ending and the shortest fall all at once

You made me feel as if I were drifting back and forth between time and space

You flooded my thoughts like there were no boundaries between the past and now

It was real and imaginary all in one

And the way you made my thoughts dance…

07/19/16 etc.

She crashed into my mind like waves,

She left like the tide

I was the rocks that line the shore, hindering her strength as she slipped away

The pull of the sea is much greater than a grain of sand

She will toss and turn through many storms

But none will be as strong as the one she left in me


There’s a hollowness.

There’s a hollowness about it that I cannot seem to grasp.
The burden of feeling the heavy nothingness between your fingertips, a weight that is simultaneously daunting and absent – here is where you’re lost.

I want nothing more than to return home, at utter ignorance of the sirens of the seas.

For one who speaks of his existence through the eyes of another truly yearns to feel at peace behind his own lenses. Grant me the spectacles, for I am blind.

05/04/16, etc

I was lost.
My mind was swirling somewhere out with the cosmos.
I could no longer taste reality, though it lingered on my tongue.
Instead my heart was sinking so far beneath the deepest of sunken ships, laying barren and abandoned.
My body felt as lifeless as the ashes that remain within smoldering flames in the most scorching of fires.
My thoughts fell lifelessly into a tattered collection at my feet.
I tried so effortlessly and so desperately at the same time to piece them together to no avail.

I was lost, as signs of home were only threads of my imagination.


And so she moved.
Her body swayed into motion as if she were one with the blooms that erupted from each tree placed so elegantly around her.
She made each burst of life within the great distance disappear – as lifeless as the most brittle weed after the winter’s first frost.
Watching her was euphoric.
She had slivers of the galaxy tangled all around her fragile frame.
She was so luminous that I had forgotten that anyone else existed in this world.
She had me wrapped around her tiny fingers and I had not the strength to deny it.


Spare yourself.
Spare yourself of all the things that I am and all of the things that I am not.
Do not dare to open the cold, hollow crevices within my heart and expect to find light.
For as I see the light in all things, my heart and my mind are barren of such.
I ache to feel reality, as I feel so distant and discharged.
Spare yourself of all the things that I am, but leave me bare where I lack.

Leave me to find my own moon within my own dark skies.


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