Saturday, September 10, 2016

~Comma~




a comma goes
where you breathe
slow
white circles
in the shimmering
air
the hardest part about going forward
is not looking back

you know the thing about being lost?
you can be lost anywhere
the thing about rain
Is that the sun always goes through

for you it’s love
that can make you whole
or can unhinge you entirely

a red apple tastes like
it’s been boiled in water
for too long
now I realize
I was running away
from things
as much as I was running towards them

fantasy is shallow
from here to the moon and back,
who else is going to love you like that?
when you don’t fit into a box,
the answer isn’t trying to squeeze
tighter into the box
you build a bigger box.


The only way out is through
quiet
and crystalline
it had frozen into
an opaque stillness
the burning angels
have returned
there is the reason this is happening
it's like an alarm is going off
and you can't turn it off
you spoke a lot of words
I don’t know
If you spoke the truth