Thursday, February 23, 2017

Autonomy

Mars and Venus are at odds again
Making me lose sleep
I never understood what was left to gain
By pretending that you'd made the leap

My words fall short
I am stirring the pot again
Hoping to see it from a different angle
But try as I might, this is the best I've got

My lips form sentences lost on those nearby
Perhaps those whispers were only meant for myself
An affirmation, a declaration of my own solitude
That has taken me this long to recognize.

I go back to space
The sky endless
and my lips finally rest
I look up, and guide myself home

I am finally heard.

The Ruse

If you thought that I didn't see through you
in the moment it took for you to make your way toward me
from the door
Then you are a fool.

I live my life making sense of shadows
Connecting words with meanings unsaid
You think I didn't know what this was?
Darling, I planned it this way.

You feel remorse
I know its name
You feel shame
as if they are the same

You think you might have missed the boat
Lost a chance
Has the gate been closed?
Should you even try?

Words

Words spill out of my hands like water
Nearly faster than I can comprehend
I find myself inside of them
Cloaked by verbosity
I am an allegory
A cautionary tale
Wrapped in complicated prose
Written in morse code
I am the mysterious message at the end of the show
What does it mean?
Who am I today?

Thursday, February 9, 2017

Crystalline

fracturing figments
pulling together
forming structure
forming habit
elements combine
color is created
strength unified
personified
held in my hand