GARFIELD
05.18.20
forgiveness without recourse can be enabling
i believe that
just as deeply as i believe
humanity with out grace is inhumane
look at us now
dusk can make a fool of us all
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BOTANICA
5.17.20
sometimes to pine is not to falter
it s to drop the last straw for new fires
crisp memories making smoke signals to mirrors
in anothers words
there s shame in there
as if, failure to be someones doormat speaks less of you
they never saw the piss stained sheets
foreign lands that could be perfect
could
were it not for slurred insults
no
pine is quiet, but no longer subtle
forgiving green needles stitching hearts together with its sap
until winter comes
cold and undulating needles are straws
for warmth.
this isn t a condemnation
nothing is burned here
this is phoenix, after all
let this be a passage, keeping you warm this winter
until next spring
in the night – were all sounds strange
until dawn, when dew replaces musk.
MIRROR
5.15.20
the Doctor stethoscoped waves made of
whispered secrets
waxing in indecision
weaning in uncertainty
“i loved her at first fuck.”
she says
as if – the though were water on an anthill
funny
how you can spend spend spend spend
years analyzing heartbeats
and somehow still believe love is only real
if it wakes up
to cook you breakfast.
GARFIELD
5.13.20
i am fully aware
songs like Norwegian Wood
were mused by the likes of me
MIRROR
5.12.20
sundown make our shadows longer
at night
we become them
your brine is salt and leo
a constellation of sooth in hard to swallow pills
“There is an immense amount of relief that comes from not being masked by you.”
preach to the quire girl
GARFIELD
5.10.20
yes of course i understand my recent love affair with the past
was a relatively recent past
you have no idea the courage required
to reject the secure blessings of monotony
and woo the unpredictable ecstasies of a starved soul
not coming out heartbroken doesn’t mean coming out unscathed
embers traded seats with bridges
and trolls have no place to hide
im learning to skip pebbles with my monsters
BOOT(S)TRAPS
5.8.20
fail.
get up.
then fail again.
i do it over and over until i train to take my lessons standing up.
GARFIELD
5.7.20
if i choose to not spend time with you it s because you lack gratitude.
so. yeah. it’s personal.
GARFIELD
5.3.20
finding freedom in transforming my surroundings
scratching the sun
for a little more chaos
a good reminder that
i can always put things back in order
this is my form of magic
to reconstruct myself
over and over every day
content in known
id rather abandon parts unfitting
than compromise
GARFIELD
5.1.20
yes of course i like grief
she calls me out that way
melody s
promising new chapters
in books we ve already read