dizzy from everything
in my head.
dizzy from everything
i should have said.
i burnt myself lighting a cigarette
that was
already dead.
now the flame’s gone
out, but
my lungs are still
red.

my lungs are on fire // a.s.m

your doe eyes only know
innocence.
your lungs still breathe love.
your cheek against my
hand, so trusting that
i will not
hurt you.
you fall asleep beside me,
sure that i will still be
by your side
when the skies turn
orange.

i wish i could trust so easily // a.s.m

i want
my fingers to tell
the story of how the
freckles on your collarbones
burst into stars under
my lips. you are an
entire galaxy beneath me
and i have
fallen hopelessly into you.
i am not quite sure
i could find my way
out if i wanted to.

i’ve fallen into a galaxy // a.s.m

i am sea bones, born
swaying to the
duple meter of
undulations rocking
my skeletal ship.
where waves melt
together into stillness
and skies become clear
with stars.

i am, it is, we are. // a.s.m

your name on my tongue
(the only fruit i will not eat)
is overripe,
no longer sweet– past it’s prime
and overdue–
my heart no longer aches for you.

your name on my tongue doesn’t taste like anything anymore // a.s.m

hands grab hearts
only when they are ready
to be touched;
a middle ground where
nonsense forms beautiful truths.
i am speeding down
the road to
eternal madness, and
all i can see is poetry
on the horizon.

too weird to live, too rare to die // a.s.m

Anchor

wingedpiglets:

My heart is anchored to you,
and when goodbye leaves
your lips, it takes my heart
with it.

eyes of the hurricane. lips
booming thunder, hurling words
at hundreds of miles per hour.
there was nothing quiet about you.

and yet somehow you silently crept into my heart? // a.s.m

ice cube
goosebumps,
kiss me with snowball
lips. melt the ice
stuck between my teeth;
melt me.
pour me in a pitcher,
swallow me whole
so i may glide past your heart
to osmotize into
your cells
and never leave.

i just want to be the water in your body; i want you to need me to survive // a.s.m