Wednesday, December 16, 2009

innocent conversation

Sometimes when we’re talking
About the most innocent things,
I want to walk over
And take you in my arms.
Kiss your lips softly
And whisper in your ear
How I feel.

But I won’t.

I’ll just smile,
And keep talking,
Then walk away.

I think I love you
But I’m not the only one.

no one knows

As much as I don’t like definitions,
Sometimes they make things so much easier.

People just know things,
They know their entire life.

They may be different than everyone else,
But at least they know.

There aren’t always concrete answers.
Even though I don’t think we should have to define it -
Sometimes I wish I just knew.

I feel like I don’t know who I am.

I change all the time,
It isn’t really normal,
But I know I’m not the only one.

I wish you were here,
To make it seem real.
Then it would be okay,
It wouldn’t just be an idea floating in my head.
You must be one of the craziest people I’ve ever met
Totally unreliable and impractical
But I wish I knew more people like you,
I really do.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

sea shell

I am a shell, slowly breaking
Until what’s left inside
Is the same as I was before.

Soft and easily bruised
But harder to break than I think.

That place I love
Might be my shell
But really it’s the only place
Where I can break free
And am happy with myself.

With this crusty layered shell,
I don’t need to be afraid
I don’t have to protect myself
I don’t hold back.

Take me away, but don’t let me change
Let it build back up
As quickly as it first came

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Asterisks



An old calendar picture, tea wrappers, a chocolate bar wrapper and some peta materials get transformed into something new..
Her eyes gleam like fire
Hair tangled with thorns
Lips blood red
Not a trace of lipstick.

Clean dirt collecting under nails
Proof of contact with this earth.
Skin lightly dusted with fragrant soil
Smeared on lined cheeks.

She looks to the sky,
And I know she is angry.
But she also knows love.

Second Chance

When I think of all the bad decisions I’ve made
And the people I’ve ignored
A pang of regret stabs at my heart,
Then I realize it’s still okay.

The earth is still turning
My heart is still beating
We’re still alive, still here
The future is our second chance.

Sunday, November 15, 2009