your chemical reactions

You looked at me out of the corner of your face and tried not to bleed on your shoes (barefoot as you were). I could tell you were holding back; you always did. You're always too busy watching your mouth to see anything else.

What could I do but stay? There was an anchor for the two of us, and the wind was breathing a different city to sleep. Your castle keeps out the pure and the hopeful.

I tried to keep my eyes off of you (I knew you hated my eyes), but you were my chemistry set, and your reactions were volatile, lighting storms in my ribcage. If only you had told me to grow, the ice would never have dared to build nervous strongholds beneath my branches. Now you never know what to say.

In my mind, you lived in technicolor hatred. I had had enough (couldn't get enough) of you and all your little round mirrors. I loved you and despaired. You were my mood swing, my earthquake, my heartbeat. I was your nobody. You never deserved me; I never deserved you. At least on that we could agree. I know you don't like agreeing with me.



When the night is warm and thick, I dance to your discord.

automatic corners

i gave up on words
but they kept coming back
so here i am, vomiting.

you look better
with your eye
contact on.

don't say
i didn't
warn
you.

we are the flowers
spiraling in flames
i will shred your edges
if you scribble out your name
and we will fold and flutter sly
until symphonic sins anchor us
down.


i will wrap you in sunset
i will clothe you in twisted roots
i will
i will
just please
we don't,

just;


why don't you say something?