Poems from imahgines
your smell was hidden under my collarbones
trying to find its way out
crawling up my neck and out of my mouth
my friends even say i sound...
branden,
this is for you
this is for you and your honeysuckle lips that spew venom from them
your eyes hold the seas captive and the waves...
my body was filled with carcasses
all from previous broken hearts
until you came along
and you showed me what it's like to love again
you...
supermarket flowers never last long
they always get destroyed
petals fluttering to the floor
in an exotic harmony
making something bad...
they say abuse
is
a powerful word
filled with
meaning
no
abuse is like feeling alone
in a dark room
its like hurtful words
tip toeing...