Tag: spilt ink

they’ll start from your roots, baby
while you’re still waiting 
to come out head first
it will enter your veins
and you won’t know
the poison you hold within you.

and with every touch of your
bare feet on the soil,
it will grow, it will spread
from the outside in.

how were you to know
you’d be born with death
inside you, and that with every breath
it would continue to grow?

pesticides // a.s.m 

The Seance

we drove
with the windows down
even though it wasn’t quite warm 
because it wasn’t cold, either.

and the boy with the curly hair
played Meat Loaf with the volume
at 37: 
And I would do anything for love
I’d run right into hell and back… 

i see your phantom whoosh
past on the side of the road
and wonder if i ever truly
felt your love, or
if it was just a ghost, 
too. 

we lock eyes. 
i laugh a laugh i thought 
i’d lost after i met you 

and watch you dissolve 
in the rearview mirror. 

i reside in
what i don’t own
what isn’t home
what isn’t mine anymore. 

i reach for hands
i once found shelter in,
i slip on my feet and
scrape the bottom of this
circulating stream.

i once sought structure
in the scattered.

i’m carried off
to go somewhere
i do not know
that isn’t mine
that isn’t home.

planktonic // a.s.m 

will these
city lights still burn
my eyes after
i’m gone?
stars in their own right, 
of our will

drowning out night but guiding
something, somehow 

giving direction 
however misguided 
to those
finding comfort in false
constellations.

the view // a.s.m

are you sorry
are you sorry you ever saw me?
do you hate me
for promising i’d never hurt you
and lying? 

i’ve only shown you new ways to
hurt for the same old reasons
i’ve only made myself someone
you can’t really believe in.

serpentina // a.s.m

love child of earth and blood
and purpling sky, with
eyes that need only glance
to pry 
open doors that have long been
bolted shut.
those eyes
a mix of dirt and blood;
sway me into a
drunken stupor, consume me
with your cabernet eyes.

cabernet eyes // a.s.m