Monday, June 3, 2019

adore you

i love you 
like the sky loves the moon 
like the sunlight in June 
i adore you

ill hold you 
like the sky holds the moon
like the summer holds June 
I’ll adore you 

Sunday, June 2, 2019

the pain it dances underneath


the pain was sharp, 
it was waves
it was anger
it blew smoke in our eyes
tears and over-communication
fighting in the emergency room
shielding pain with a yell
losing sight 
of the reason we’re here 

i am ready to tell the story 
to every person i see
to shake the shoulders
to yell and talk fast
i can’t do this
if i tell it again, 
maybe ill fall over
maybe ill drop dead
maybe ill fall 
to my knees and cry 

the weeks have blurred
dulled the newness 
and worn the shock 
energetic anger 
not so quick to show it’s face
the pain now,
it’s like drops of blood 
here and there
subtle, but stained
it’s not washing out
drops of water 
salty like sweat 
or hidden tears 
it’s more like a secret 
on the back burner 
preoccupied thoughts
under everything

remembering what happened
i can’t believe i forgot, for a minute
ill tell the story 
to too many friends
but they don’t care enough
they don’t cry or yell
is it just a person to pity 
a story to share 
something interesting
that happened this week 

they keep living,
but we keep feeling the pain 
i see it
the corners of your mouth
the color of your eyes 
the edge of your spirit
and the tone of your hello 
subtle and slow
it still speaks
it still stabs 
looks like boredom
numb or annoyed
or tired and sad 
sometimes it’s anger 
sometimes it’s grief 
the pain it dances underneath