your ambient noises tear through the quiet of each thought. the small sniffing sounds, where snot may or may not exist; the slightly vocalized sigh, where moan and thought cross; the shift of fabric across smooth skin, pulling static through my earbuds; the dry scratch and pull of fingers through fine hair, I've adopted a … Continue reading Ambience
deep jet black evening I'm settled on a trampoline noting in my mind how the liquid in the air distills as if the mason jar of time, once filled with ice, is now sweating onto my skin slowing sound, slowing light, slowing the imaginary workers as they dig permanent creases along my mouth; I'm feeling … Continue reading The Unnamed Black of Night
It's the comedown of it all. the after splash, falling back, air rushing out of faux down, feeling the thought rush in, remembering that sweat is a response to heat not a cause of it. That natural occurrences are sometimes all that are needed to peel our psyche away from the glass of existence and … Continue reading What’s Beautiful
"That's how it all gets out, kid." "What?" "I said, that's how it all gets out. You know? The scum of life, that's how you get it out." "How do you know?" "My son of a bitch father taught me, well before I was a twenty-something drunk prick like you." "And you hated him, but … Continue reading Buff
Sat back in a chair, mid-day summer heat, it's all burning up, choked up, silent summer smoke. Black metal roasting the seat of your pants. there are no birds on these wires, out far, somewhere in the distance out of sight you can hear them pressing together pressing sputtered air out of their intense fragile … Continue reading Heat
Something beautiful and unexpected happens When two souls press together, Some part of time loosens it's grip and, If bouth souls are quick enough, They can press away from the vice of each tick. Pursuing for several undefined units of measurement, something beautiful and lasting. Something soft and unspoken. A cloud, [or what one imagines … Continue reading Collapsed Within Time
you do your make-up well you know? it’s hard to say exactly how or why I “know” that but there’s something that is artistic in the way that you have your face done up. it makes the flick of your eyes, the way I see them move across someone else’s face, studying endlessly the subtle … Continue reading The Pearl Against The Gloss
I'm quietly looping A race car driver Turning the left curves of my mind Tracing and racing my way to the solution of us The solution of who you and I could be Knowing that something magnetic Is pulling me ever closer to you To your lips Your teeth To your tongue To the sound … Continue reading The Solution of Us
via Daily Prompt I can hear it all ticking and flowing back to me as if in the quiet moments it was lost and now with each puff and every swig the burn on the soft palette that I know scars permanently, like an invisible tattoo that I trace silently with the tip of my … Continue reading Timely
Damn oh HOT DAMN! it's the beats the quick soft beats that seem to pad at your brain that's all I've got for it, all I've got for it, All I've got and it fades with time like pressing the blood from a hickey and it's sexy like shoulder freckles like eyelashes like bunny teeth … Continue reading Half-way Through a Bottle of Wine
