existing


silent stories
encrypt their pages in my mind
a thousand new words
I wrote today
without anything to say
a new chapter in my laughter
a new verse in my song

existing to enjoy
these are my true sacred days
yesterday gone tomorrow may not come
I am here in these minutes
wrapped in people who exist
in voices that I actually hear
fully immersed in the details of what I see
I react without time to act
I am just me

my soul is filled with
the seconds of my time
I am alive freely by being here

canopy of arms


blue dress
no breeze
looking for you
under a canopy
of arms
in the air
we sway
this music
written for us
the words
travel
to our souls
we unite
dirty knees
sweaty feet
unable to stop
my hope
my mind
a break in tone
I imagine
the details
perfection
you find
me hear
I look up
to meet
the eyes
where I used to live
the face
I used to trace
the hands
I used to crave

the music starts
people begin
to sway
I forget
you again
faster this time
your time
is up
you won’t
find me
I won’t
turn around
face up
off the ground
it’s just me
moving on
with a crowd
and a canopy
of arms

stuffy


it’s stuffy in my room
the air-heavy like fog
floating in my mouth
filling my mind with water
and my thoughts are throwing

      waves
      against the side of
      my brain

the heat makes the drawers stick and
creak as they
rattle…open…
and the old memories smell
like musty letters,
rusty nails
I am drowning in the sea of me
the tide is rising
and the air starts to taste like salt
a million emotions
clouded with a million degrees

I watch the fan-round-and-round-and-round-again

my neck is sticky
I lie here.exposed.