thoughts in pairs

you shook me

from what seemed to be an endless fever dream

that i was sure i would never wake up from

and now what i wouldnt give

to close my eyes

to see something other than your words crashing in my skull

i dont know what i was thinking

trying to blink you away

you crawl through my nerves

how could i forget my yellow bird

i know i cant reverse the letters

that swim in a sea of blue lines-

so i cant help but think about it all the time now

your lips are soaking up my days

my fingers are echoing

i cant put a pen to paper

withour painting your face

the ink always falls asleep in the everglades

i could fall

if I could be who you wanted all the time

and i cant help but to ingest 
the vacant fermented garbage 
even though i know 
theres no room left
for me to loiter in your bones
so ill love what i have
chained to my home
until the roof decides to wander
for the sun to mourn
and wash away the garden

i could arrange tessellations in my mind

to choke the cracks of the words missed,

to line up come the end of afterglow .

i exist when i dream,

till my lids float away

with the blueprints in the clouds.

i couldnt imagine it any other way.-

the streetlights

never stopped resonating

in our eyes

feels like infinity has passed

and i still stand here

at the sultry imaginary line in the sky

but i dont mind

the sunsets never really fogotten

its composed every inch light shed

in these preconscious sonnets

scribbling down echos and mirrors

a new one for every undertone

i miss posing like a figurine next to your anxious core

and maybe your bittersweet symphony wont ever belong to me-

but ill sit around

and entertain your thoughts

words and words and words

soak up into my popcorn ceilings

and when we run off the edge of the earth

to chase our familiar faces

this apartment drowns

-and these past couple weeks id been thinking

about all the sinking ships the brought me to this island

the pale pores digest my lead limbs

base

heart

crown

disremember

please dont give a s**t.

Reviews

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it seems every poem i read of yours is my new-"new" favorite.
you always have the most creative lines "i exist when i dream,
till my lids float away"~i know this line is only a smaller part of
a far far more creative point-but if i were to quote all my favorite
lines of yours this site may crash (seriously!)...excellent poetry :)

[InkSlinger]

Wow, so vivid a write.. your descriptions dragged me right into this poem. I enjoyed the whole thing, and not sure I could pick a favorite line if I tried. Super Work!!