Suffocate

you still smell exactly the same
that was the worst part, I think,
sitting there next to you
the whole time
trying not to inhale

Wrecked

with apprehension

dripping words

you haltingly perspired

emotions tucked carelessly

in bag under arm

suffocating empty love testaments

and furtive collected moments 

made tangible in print 

and forgetfulness 

you walked out of the door

pursuing rapture

I stumbled through apocalypse

to find solitude at the center 

waiting 

in crumpled steel and steam engines

I find myself still holding on

white knuckled to your voice

Gravity

Gravity is my enemy.

No, I'm serious.

I'm always falling

one way or another.

It has become difficult

as other aspects of my

handicap

become apparent

to decide which is more painful:

a cement face plant from 6 feet,

or the slightly lesser distance it takes

my heart to reach the floor.

insomnia

I woke up last night
while you were still asleep.
I love these silent moments
when my gaze is free to wander
uninhibited in the night
in the shadow of your indifference.

Unidentified

You show up briefly
three blips on radar
a solitary metallic ping
and then disappear again.

We're frantic with math
and telemetry
backup data
recordings.

The only evidence we're left with
are three winks of a little green light
and your echo.

Palmistry

If palmistry were truth, 

fate would be etched in flesh. 

If palmistry were truth, 

our fingers would be omens.

If it were truth, 

when we held hands,

we pressed our futures together. 

Masochist

Sometimes,
when I think
of you, I want
to rip open my chest
and let the sun
burn out my heart.

Minefield

Lines

when the call is lost

the wires cut

when I get disconnected

will the dial tone keep my pulse

Operator

Your voice comes out of darkness

whispered secrets 

modulated.

I’m wrapped around and upside-down

hanging on every word.

Tabula Rasa

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