There are parts that are still
So raw and bleeding the smell
Is just too much for anyone
The pungent aroma of frailty
Acts like a punch in the throat of
My silly adoration and the core
Of what I wished for every single time
I just wanted the simple and happy story
Holding on to that with both hands
Left me with nothing but a shady soul
every vein is empty, it's dead
There's nothing but empty breaths and
A stale memory.

Loba

Out of something too decayed 

Blackened, crumbling

In that aged and splintering silence

The night shined her skies

With their exploding constants

Now there's a light

That showcases this greed

An addiction that fuels itself

In the darkest hours 

It's where I lay in this 

Where I only take and take 

Because it's illuminated and I 

Grew so tired with the cold 

in the small space of your bed
with your legs hanging over
i lay entwined, into your roots
nothing has to be said because
the way we fit into each other
goes to the very center where
no one else exists, not even us
only these words and the devotion

you have created in me
the woman i never was
one that is soft and i let
my blood boil and spill over
only for you
i have relinquished the guise of
being one and with no one
i'll be small for you so you can take
and feed from this forever

Gorgeous

and you're like a magnet because
I go to you without a thought
It's not me that walks with you
In the night when everything is silent
It's whatever exists inside of me
& wants to burn

When the only loud thing is
The pull between us, the way I want
To just fall into you and I don't care
Because good things feel right
And bad ones mean nothing

You're the soul I needed
Like the right song that
Cuts right into you and
I remember what I've been missing
You remember you're alright

You brought the fire back
& I feel everything again
The way the smell of you sticks
Cigarettes and leather
I drive away but it lingers
 
Now we are a grenade
too warm and it feels good
One day it will ignite
And everything around me 
Will burn

Every part of me wants to feel
Every part of you
I want to reach up and have you
In my face, so every word is clear
And as everything becomes nothing
We remain

I got the sparkle and shine
It sits on my finger like a gluttonous
Ornament meant to remind that
Property requires maintenance

Too tall and loud I
Shrink into the blatant monotony
The dollar, the expectation
The hustle to be something more than

Could've, should've

There are inks in my skin and
Too much history that
Flashes colors and says

Look at me
Glitter, depth
Too much work to
Peel and peel 

s.illy d.elusional c.haracter b.itch a.nimated

so, where are you in all of this
just inching forward, small bits
in my mind i am lunging
and propelling myself-
floating, flying, up
but really the mass
of my body and perception
sort of make me pivot

down, quickly

i seem to picture stars
and substance and changes
the idea that great things
are being created and put forth
but really i just have
too much imagination and too

little

the sand is fine and colorful
it catches my eye and goes
    quickly, effortlessly
but

weighs nothing.