~

can someone Feng Shui my fucking brain?

~

Art reflects.

not my fault if these reflections are rotten

~

love is not an abstract noun

its a verb.

love is an action

a choice to stay each day

backs turned from each other

facing out to see their own view of life’s storm

but held up by each other;

spine 2 spine

~

he said

remind me -

how old are you turning this year?

I replied: 23

a birthday smile and head tilt to take the edge off the horrifying idea of my development from girl

to woman

~

I wish these words I hear fell on ignorant ears-

missiles shooting through my skull

Oh to have ignorant ears!

~

I’m sorry that by leaving you to find myself I have to take your girlfriend away

I wish I could split down the middle

Like a cell multiplying

And leave my other half with you forever

it is never fair to only let someone love half of you

~

I like to think that when you die,

your energy splits -

and disperses

to every place where you experienced your fondest memories

a trail of warm glowing whispers mapped out across every inch of the earth where your feet met

the ground.

~

i was never scared of spiders until the kids at school called me weird for catching them gently in

my hands

so I started to crush them -

crushed my true self.