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He stepped on my chest
with his boot
Crushing the air out of my lungs
Slowly
And even slower now.
The world spun in slow motion
My heart felt heavy
As I looked up at him spitting his words at me
Bullets assailing from his mouth
My lips silent
My voice still
As I sunk deeper and deeper into the dust.
The ground hugged me
As I became one with my inner earthquake
His words leaving battle scars on my flesh
Wanting to be nothing but hollow

He walked away
Leaving the heavy footprint on my heart
Too heavy to let the air back in
Too permanent to ever feel okay
The sun beat down on me
Laying still in shock
A war meant to be lost
Between a girl and her soldier who were never meant to be.

My lips graze your curves-
Flesh on flesh,
We melt into the sheets,
Our spines entangle,
Our thoughts exhale,
Our bodies re-unite.

I’m falling-
Into dimensions that make all too much sense to me,
Into a daze that you create for me,
Into each kiss we find on each others lips.

Illusions blind me,
Lust runs through my veins,
Hope shakes my body,
Reality is too far away to get a hold of.

Knowing this feeling can and will last only but a moment.
A moment in time.

Liquid roses melt into a deep jam finding a home in violet skies
Twisted tops
Aged corks
Pressure between fingertips touching bottles
Shuffling bottles
Pure silk
Resting on carmel pillows
Once to inhale
Twice to exhale
Three times for luck
And simply four times distilled.

Summer time floats in like a silent firefly
Cool nights
Warm evenings
Hot afternoons
You came and went with the passing of the seasons

Butterflies found their way into my stomach
Fingertips confident
Hands finding
Bodies discovering
Stretching
Through time
You came and went with the passing of the seasons

You gave me permanence
And felt like a ghost in my heart
Doors swing open-stay open
Standing on breath
Locks and seemingly perfect kisses
You came and went with the passing of the seasons

Ninja turtles jump through the screen remembering times when my left foot went before my right an that was all i had to worry about.
Apply yourself
Get ready
Be prepared
Over prepared
Always prepared
Never falter
it’s coming
Your break is over
Time to save the world.
Save the world
Time to make something of yourself
Dont forget to make something of yourself
Stop messing around
Put your metaphors in the closet
And concentrate
Time to focus
Turn down the music
Turn up the world
And make something of yourself
Dont forget
What they expect
Dont disappoint them
Dont disappoint anyone
Its time
Now
forget the quotes
and remember the deadlines
Freedom comes at a price
And its time to pay the dues
In this capitalistic reign
Time to jump back on the train
Of the American Dream
To fall back asleep into the routine and rythms
Too much to do?
Not enough time?
Its okay you can live you when you’re dead.

‘Unrequited love is a waste of time, just walk it off’
My butterflies seem to have lost their wings
But instead of being sad
I’m almost comforted.
Large mugs, warm tea, good books, calming music, and the beautiful thought that life goes on.
Right now, I’m content being me.

Short hair and Pearl layered nails
Change coming in chapters and kisses,
And it seems I just can’t seem to get over you.
You haunt me in my dreams and show up in my roses
Ripped to perfection on kitchen tables of life.
Ice cream smiles and perfect bouquets.
rain kisses my forehead where your lips once rested
Time floats on as though existence is temporary and lives are permanent.
You live and I live parallel for now perpendicular at one point and maybe another
So is life just a big game of snake?
And if so must one die if it crashes into itself a couple of times?
Remember the records that spun so quickly on your spine
Understand the turn tables only worked fast enough to freeze time for only a moment
and repeat the words that are placed on the dotted line
Raise your hand
And swear to a higher being that we still can’t prove
That you won’t lie.

The world is so intense. Existence playing with our thoughts. And you say not to ‘think’ too much. But the best thing about a mind fuck is the mind orgasm (ofcourse.)

“One day Alice came to a fork in the road and saw a Cheshire cat in a tree. Which road do I take? she asked. Where do you want to go? was his response. I don’t know, Alice answered. Then, said the cat, it doesn’t matter.”

Poetry is the key to my expression.

Dotted lines chase my words,
Leaving space in the most useful places
I sit and contemplate the past six months
Over and over in my head
Realizing it is now the time
To just let go
Let you go

Books are turning pages in my mind as the chapters remind me
You can always
You will always
keep going

Breathe
Deep breath
Remember
we have the ability
it is our right
we can choose
make
choices
roads to travel
paths laid out
options galore
our fingertips stained with ambition
remember

You can change the world.
You can make a difference.
You can do ANYTHING.

Layers of protection of human lives flow through memories left untouched
Frozen on lakes with a sliver of decency
Can you do one thing for me?
Just let me go
And I watch as the cycles of human emotion circle around in the same patterns as always
and always is definitely not an understatement
I hope they lock the doors
and dont forget
that this earth will only hold us for so long
for so long
we won’t be safe forever
forgive me
for letting you know
forgive me
for wanting you to let me go
forgive me for being unable
to forget you
and as i stand in this life
alone with millions of voices
meshing into noise through the thought that
i need you
i need them to be there
to be here
to surround me
surround me so the feeling
is less empty
and so that the news
is less depressing
surround me so that the newspaper
doesnt bleed printed words onto the ocean’s edge of my mind
my consciousness
dont
discourage me
dont hold the experiences from my life
let me
understand
let me
experience
let me know
how to save the world.

My feet are cold.
No offense.
My eyes are tired
But I can’t stop smiling
And thinking of the word fractal?
I’m excited for tomorrow, Friday.
I’m excited for life
And summer
And tan lines
And skin
And boys
Summer boys
Summer flings
And eating nothing but strawberries and cherries all day
For lemonades and cocktails
For hot tubs and lotion with sparkles in it
And the beach
And bridges
and Sunsets

Did I mention: the most amazing things in the world are kissing and politics? Oh and paint. Paint is a definite yes.