sunshine

No glow up,

just too bright for most to see.

I guess that’s why they throw shade
it’s a bird, it’s a plane

shoo fly, don’t
bother me

I told my mom that the Bullshit will always
be easy to sniff out

especially when you Breathe.

In reality, I really needed to smell myself
and my surroundings

This is not my departure, but my ascendance
from the Plague and the Pest that it attracts,

As I turn the wheel, they began to drop just like that.

the dog house

I Suspect my partner
Has accepted an identityof ambiguity
as a coping mechanism for their insecurities.

It’s a bitch,

I'm a dog chasing a tale for a bone of masochism.

polar ice caps

Like ice in my Throat
I felt the words roll off my tongue, but without sound.

This feeling is real, no more just questioning.
I don’t want to be with you.

Thinking about the Qualities you want
to Surface you tend to find that

You’re your biggest Warmth.

phantom in a briefcase

A rollover from yesterday, today was my limit.  

I walked in my house getting met with someone
holding the door closed, no replies, and faces of
confusion.

As I walked into my safe space and seeing a familiar
face I made eye contact as I reached over you,

another no reply.

I passed Forward more faces of confusion and no
greetings.

A stranger in my own home.

I curled into my Second home and used its volume
buttons to lock the doors and close the blinds,

but my anxiety had already cracked the ceiling.

A poke and confession from You saying I went
unnoticed.

The carelessness of lines crossed and feelings of
being broken, I slip back into my Cloak and fall back
in love with the things I never noticed.

slow dance

Last night I was a Wallflower imagining myself  

dancing with the Barks and Leaves
in the blue disco light

How envious I am of their movement and groundedness.

I want to share a drink with You

hold hands and bathe in the whispers of the wind,
feel the shivers up my spine and indulge
in the cracking of my Skin

I need to be committed to you to be

Won with the world.

phototropism

Like Distrustful dog days  

A jealous mop reaches because  

of my sunflower head

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Like yellow hands Puppet

green eyes and a gray mindset, but a

Winter is coming  

see through

I can't get away from you

you are the tag in my shirt
Tearing you a part will leave a
hole in my heart

Well, at least I could breathe.

jaw clinch

Vocal bullets pierce deeper
while the conscious lays salt
never cock your tongue,
for a requital assault

extinguish the flames.

So your eyes won't mirror
the revolving bank vault  

still these scars on my back

UNEARTH forward step

since ash exhaled to Liza

iron, cows still burn.

doves at the gate

Elite constructed or very true,
how do I choose

The bosom blossoms on the topic,
why not call it blues?

A meaning to live without regret or
a life striped of living?

But just to double check does

Thou

forgive truly?

birds of prey

Triangle kisses,
corduroy blue couch

GRIPS,

give on Giveon,
she’s came and gone.    

there’s only Zs now

a toy’s story

My head is buzzing.

I’m not him, I’m a lightyear out of the box.
Take me out off your shelf, out of the
plastic put ons and burn the bow tie.

I wear mine just like the the ray gun on
his Sleeve, but not for destruction, for
isolated instruction.