rants

Ashes for You
I sit in your fireplace silently,
Listening to the click of your footsteps
on the wooden floors;
painted warm, unfeelingly cold.

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It’s raining,
and I painted your face
in the condensation
on my windowpane. If only
you were staring at me
instead of my reflection

Forbidden
My hands trembled as I touched your face;
for the moment the world was in my hands.
Almost in reach, but forever out of bounds,
you asked me why I was shaking.
“Around you, I always am.”

Scenery
He was right;
you walk boldly, and loudly.
Always so sure of where you stand-
besides overturned dogs and
the smell of clean dishes.
Imperfections like me don’t
belong here in the transparency of
your gaze.

Silver Bullets
Sitting in the back of an automobile,
studying the grooves in your backseat;
wondering if I really exist,
hoping that you don’t see me

Neo Felix
Do you remember when I reached for you?
Dark and musty scents overwhelmed us,
the impending rain screeched towards our storms
& the gusts of wind passing by threw
my hair into gales of ebony shrieks around my face

we touched;
the world muted itself.

Atrophied Compassion
Do you notice
that we float in bubbles,
almost but never
making contact

Solace & Peace of Mind
I wanted to feel you so badly,
to make sure that you were real,
but I didn’t; terrified at the prospect
that you may not have been an illusion