Bicycle

I walked backwards, I did headstand, I mimicked, I juggled, did the private dance to make it interesting. I tried to understand your deliberate nonsense. I ate and swallowed my offense, and wriggled on your palm to keep it working. I did what I could. But I can’t, I can’t be the only wheel of…

Creamy

I wake up from a nightmare with a violent pounding as if my heart swelled and consumed the hollow of my insides, beating everywhere all at once. My body pounds in a rhythm and I feel delicate like an egg that’s about to crack. I sit up cautiously so I don’t interrupt the mechanics of…

World upside down

She ran behind ducklings. She had a heart of pulp. She had a face of heart. She had a purple tongue. She was a work of art. She was the princess of her town. She saw the world upside down. She loved Motordrome. She loved looping cars. She often made her face. She smelled old…

The Idea of You – V

Hold your peachy face in my hands. Rub my thumbs a little around your blush. Kiss you just a little so we both shudder, and trace the anatomy of your jawline and ears. Squeeze a little your neck in my grasp. Feel your smooth skin hiding hard collarbones. Draw one broken heart on your chest,…

Iceberg

I am re-posting this poem from last year. Read it first without the parts in brackets, then everything together. Let me know your thoughts when you’re done reading. Enjoy! I am romanticized as modern-day hot blond from chick romantic comedies. I am (sarcastic as) butt-throbbing (spankings). I am characterized as sweet & delicate cotton-candies, and…

Dreams of rain

My words, I write them on a leaf, and eat back again. It hurts, so much I don’t want to sleep, and wake-up again. Sweet love, I wish to choke you in your sleep, or pop your brain. So numb, I want to stick a knife in my throat, and feel the pain. Enough, I…