jacob erin-cilberto : Writing

a pillow's whisper

a pillow's whisper

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


a pillow’s whisper i fell asleep composing my heart nodded off supposing it would wake with you holding it in your dreamy ..
The slow drip of circumstance

The slow drip of circumstance

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


The slow drip of circumstance strange behavior a heart that is blinded rejecting the injection visions of love expanded withi..
Rocking Chair

Rocking Chair

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Rocking Chairspinster mindweaving tapestry of sutured heartoperation calcium,bones still move,heart hardensloneliness is a friendthe only one she will..
love never sets

love never sets

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


love never setsspilled gluesticky fingers,yours entwined with minewe paste our hearts into one entitythe heat comes hard,then the glue starts to melta..
billboard blues

billboard blues

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


billboard blues the advertising of you is in my eyes the passers by acknowledge the look read my book of excursions i..
the real soul of the poet

the real soul of the poet

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


the real soul of the poetblack Plath,dark night,dark knighthe shines no moreanother loveranother excuseanother night writing with herblack Plathheart ..
Road Construction

Road Construction

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Road Constructionthere's relevance on an interstatemiles of time to create tire tracks on white roadsthinking is a way to travel through states of min..
Encounter

Encounter

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Encounterfried fish, fried memoryCole slaw eyes, creamy hue, a bit unfocuseda piece of his muffin sliding off his forkas if it were trying to avoid hi..
clicking heels across the white helium

clicking heels across the white helium

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


clicking heels across white heliumfailing to tiptoe into the first linewith proper finessei jump toward the ending(as the balloon syllables into a sky..
in the middle of whatever

in the middle of whatever

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


in the middle of whatevernight's wrath,memories ignite dreamsthe fire sears philosophiesinto paranoid ashesburnt religion suffocates beliefthe breaths..