Sunday, July 22, 2012

Stolen lines

"emaciated ghosts,
hiding in those
curtain's creases." (Samson, When I write my master's thesis)

I took its picture
before it evaporated.
A puff of smoke,
it went away.

A picture to prove
that it had been
that it was
and that I had seen.

I'm sorry,
I'm not a fucking poet.



A new place

Before tomorrow,
after yesterday,
but not now.
Not now and not yet.
I used to remember,
releasing memories,
of what was.
Not now,
but at one time.

I kept it,
held it for so long.
Gripped it
with care, with love.
But I forgot
what I wanted
when it was easier.
Not now,
but at one time.

To wake up
in a new place,
not better, but 
just different.
I can't remember
what was
or who I was.
Not now,
but at one time.



Saturday, July 21, 2012

Layering

I met you as I was tunneling through,
descending into the cracks between
layers of fossilized time.
You, balled like a hedgehog,
frozen between sheets and panes.
Trapped in your own past.

Though I tried, I could not rouse you.
Despite the rough shaking,
and the volume of my cries.
Eventually, I too lost
the desire to continue
and curled into your shadow.

And the layers grew above us,
like mortar and bricks anew.
They painted us into this place and
piled high above our nestled bodies.
Like mortar and bricks anew.
Like mortar and bricks anew.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

this

bitter and cold
the snow
it glows
bitter and cold
but not like gold
not like gold

freezing away
my thoughts
my space
freezing away
my day
your day

and when i wake up
we're still here
still here
and clear

we all wake up
but not equal
not so proud
not so full

i'm always shaking
away, away
it's a new world
i can't make it stay

i can't make it
beautiful
safe
calm
i can't make it
mine
young
dawn

it's always this
always
always
this.

back

away
i am
far away
floating and uneven
brutal and unforgiving
away.

to look back
remember
would be
me getting past
you.

everyday
i turn
around
and you're
gone.

this is getting over you.
but i'm not tired.
i'm getting over you,
getting over you.