I just got the sadness shivers, a bird flock fleeing from my ribs, it’s almost like my bones know what my heart’s getting into, how my tears seek to swim like oceans and floors are synonyms — all the sounds of a skin assail me, I mean “sounds” the way vibrations bong ear drums andContinue reading “Stay with Me”
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I ain’t a scientific expert, but.
I ain’t a scientific expert, but. I was doing some research into ocean acidification, plus something I remember from a geology class years ago about limestone in the mountains as evidence of ancient seas there. In that class, I wondered why we didn’t just make more limestone–made of calcium carbonate, or CaCO3, or calcium plusContinue reading “I ain’t a scientific expert, but.”
Spirit Underwater
There’s a spirit underwater, and a fire in the wind, if we’re drowning under tide call I am landfall to your skin. There’s a lost boy In your halo hoping you’ll remember him, if we’re weeping I’m the downpour of your whim — There’s a flame in the river here, there’s bold witches in theContinue reading “Spirit Underwater”
Try a night, trilobite
here in these midnight afterhours, the world opens with possibility: anything could happen, dreams could come true in an eyeblink, all mysteries could melt out of fossils
A Song to Thank You
Yes, I listened to a Christmas song in August. “Thank You” by Pentatonix Oh, Lord, it’s been a yearWith little joys and little fearsIt’s finally here, Christmas dayMy love, I need some hopeA little faith, a hand to holdIt’s awfully cold, Christmas day —Watch the snow fall down like me sometimesBut you pick me upContinue reading “A Song to Thank You”
Don’t Be
don’t be perfect like a crisp little cookie; cuz if one crumb cracks off, leaving you 99% and no mercy, Your Perfectness knows there’s an infinite supply of numbers
Desert a Friend
All the want in these veins could water the earth and build forests from the dust grow meadows from the red mud rust — I have wandered through the dry but my tears keep me alive carve a track to take me to the seaside, maybe six years from now I’ll arrive on a quietContinue reading “Desert a Friend”
Opinion Onion
I aired my onion and it lured out your tears; so sorry ’bout that.
Flying Solo
Flying solo up where the burn’s low I’m invisible, searing soaring stardust hidden by the clouds, Imma shroud o’er the light of this soul
Raw under the Water
It’s brutal out there–take a clue for the kooky kids, a guide for the wild life, open up a minds to a mysteries sky; do you feel the eyes of how they perceive you molding your skin to the mask of your hide,