a thought just occured to me

& how i wish
that i could etch
your perfect design
within my self
permanently.

stagnant nights

when i'm lying awake
and i picture your face
it's some kind of stagnant night
where the air moves through the sheets
at a pace similar to then
so i simply reside
in the dim summer light
and am content knowing
that i can see more with my eyes closed
then i ever could when i was with you.

some kind of design

printed on my fingertips
tell you which way I've been
and what days I've seen
Alouette

monster

glassy eyes
peering through a dark and damp window pane
wrecking my skin the only way I know how
from within
and leaving what i know
to try and reconfigure
try to justify
before the roots do wither
i've only drowned up until now
time to swim up
before my lungs forget how to breathe

repertoire

your legs are on either side of me
as you lean forward
lips to my sun-kissed complexion
the back side of your palms
graze my definition
adrift on the clouds of memory
alas leaving what I once knew
there is only me
there is only you
morning light peers through my venetian blinds
dreaded the parting
how long can i last?
how long can i hold my breath...

trails in a forest up the mountain and into the ocean

and I think
time
is a fickle thing
and I know
time
doesn't mean
anything

not when you're out wandering

ceiling tiles

just so that you're aware
of all the stutter steps
that one was not necessary
slight of a smile
in your direction
lost in the distant connection
return to sender
no
i'm picking up and starting over
again
yes again
and you're welcome to join me
if you feel compelled.