Text 22 Apr April 22, Tuesday-6:47 

We laid in your bed
Kissing me
You soothed my scars
While covering your own

Text 21 Apr 2 notes April Fools

I woke up in a daze
I hit my head last night
Got into a fight with a mirror
And I had clearly lost
My stomach snapped angrily at me
My liver too
Oh my,
My liver hated me before
Last night I only drove it further
I went to the medicine cabinet
The mirror was cracked
There were shards
Small pieces of shrapnel
Glistening on the floor
Floating in flakes of my enemies blood
The cabinet door creaked open
With a rusted shrill
All was empty
Every see-through orange and white labeled bottled
Devoid of its contents
Tossing each one out I scoured through
Knowing each bottle would be empty as the last
My temper started to flare
Apparently I lost a lot more than just a fight
When a pack of cigarettes fell out of the dismay
Marlboro Reds
My curiosity peaked
My trembling fingers reached for the cardboard
Opening them up I found not a single one missing
I laughed sarcastically to myself
If this was my idea of a joke
Then fuck me with a semi automatic shotgun
My medicine’s going to kill me

Text 20 Apr 1 note Sky Drowning

Sometimes I stare at skies
Twisted and blue
Swirling old and new
An ocean above me drowning 
Blissfully
Telling myself one day
-I look up-
I’ll fall through
Agnizing my own situation
Swimming through swirling clouds 
Twisted, betwixt my body 
Divine in relentless mortality 
I’ll find scrap metal
Torn to pieces 
Fractured and aborted
The dreams of pilots and passengers
I fall

Text 20 Apr 1 note Ghost Dance

Haunt me
Like one of those French girls
Seep sewage
Slip slime into my
Cerebrum
Poison my REM
Dig yourself deeper
As I fall asleep faster
Haunting dreams
Ghastly
Of my eyes
The crows feet that claw them
Strip me of my sinew
Gouged out with misinterpretations
Used to tie my noose
Flashbacks of betrayal
Sorry eyes and lovely arms
A heart gutted out by slicing one in
You are the blood
That crawls through my veins
The monoxide in my lungs
And every night
I fall asleep to-
I fall asleep with you
And miles away in my
Iron bound bed
I try to catch up with the pieces
The whole entity that is me
You dream so peacefully
So sound
You sleep so serenely
So sound
For constantly slithering through
Cutting up my dreams
Hanging me high
Stripping my flesh bare
With me

Text 8 Apr 4 notes It Snowed 4 Inches Today

" It Snowed 4 Inches Today"
It snowed 4 inches today
Though I wasn’t counting
April 8th and warm weather
Still hasn’t arrived yet
Our

My room is still littered; graced
With most of your possessions
I can’t help but keep all your old poems
I can’t bear to take them off the right most corner wall
Of our room
Your clothes still sit in piles mixed with
Your favorite briar
Your tin of Nightcap
I thought I’d say I miss you
Like I did in the last poem
And snow falls on wet pavement
My room still smells of perique
Your presence still lingers inside of me
The smell of you
Like the poems in your pocket
Of my jeans

Text 30 Mar 2 notes The Weekend Sucked

It seems like
You justified the last 48 hours
In one sentence
Even though
We were split apart
By miles of emotions
And an ocean
Of understanding
" The weekend could have been better"
And so it should have

Photo 28 Mar 2 notes merchantshipsinker:

" Come In Through The Backdoor" on paper and a cedar panel

merchantshipsinker:

" Come In Through The Backdoor" on paper and a cedar panel

Text 28 Mar 4 notes It Snowed 6 Inches Today

I writing this in a rush
In hopes of it reaching you in time
I’m not quite sure it will
The snow fell today on April 1st
It fell almost 6 inches and I thought it was a joke
The sudden cold had killed off my habanero seedlings
And the weight of the snow crushed my pine tree
The one I always called my baby
Second to only you of course
I’m writing this in a rush
In hopes of it reaching you
The bed still has all of the blankets tossed to one side
It still thinks you lay beside me,
It refuses to believe otherwise because it’s April 1st
And this should all be one big joke
But it’s not
Your tracks are still visible
In the 6 inches of snow outside my window
I miss you

Text 22 Mar 3 notes I Remember

I remember when
My biggest fear was that
I’d text you twice in one hour
And not anymore
For fear of creeping you out
That’d you toss your phone away
Pack your bags and driver away
Even though we were already miles apart
On the road and in heart
I remember when
My biggest fear was that
I’d accidentally hold you too tight
When we hugged
When we did
And you’d chop off your arms
In disgust
Bleed to death in your bathtub
I always feared
You’d bleed to death in your bathtub
I remember that night
Jared bought me a McFlurry
And he left the room
And you kissed me

Photo 22 Mar 2 notes merchantshipsinker:

Two signs I did for my poetry pen-name, taken from an old typewriter box

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Two signs I did for my poetry pen-name, taken from an old typewriter box

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