You never leave my imagination as you speak, You enunciate your words like you are eating them from my body with your teeth One By One Every Letter Every Sound Deliberate and slow, at first and then, whole sentences. Paragraphs and metaphors that graze me with their cadence, as though the very accents of your […]Read More Sound bites
I found, a faded dusty box. Inside I found, not faded memories but those shining as bright as a neon lamp that I saw yesterday Suggesting I go in I opened the box. And longing for a broken dream jumped out and sat on my heart like an unexpected jack in the box given life […]Read More A box of your words
That September, I didn’t see the moon all month, I remembered the dark skies, my horoscope of hopelessness the moon like a past lover, she hid from my desperation and my devastated words, like ‘we’ and ‘us’ singularly scattered in the ocean like ripped up poems from yesterday even the moon could not bare the […]Read More Devastated words
Alone I place my mind down on the table between my glass and the cryptic clues from the day the tarnished cutlery ready for a dissection of the delinquent bouquet – a centrepiece of brutal reflection “Love me or love me not?” whisper the flayed and wayward petals, bruised but still beautiful like lipstick marks […]Read More So, what will it be?
even in this crowded room it was the type of gaze that filled the air between them, it swerved the corners of reality with tangibility – he felt it’s whispers wrap the shoulders of his fears and write a message in the atmosphere for him to see the invitation that she painted there, in silken […]Read More A gaze he had to meet
Another Monday and I still can’t hear The DJ of this silent disco He packed a duffel bag for his silence And left it in the middle of my room I trip over the absent echos As I look for the volume control In this bag full of muted music An excruciating crescendo The loudest […]Read More The noisy silence
A middle of the night, insomniac reblog of the same song that still keeps me awake… … I replay you in my mind, over and over,. Like the loved, beautiful song in my head, all night, I cannot sleep with you on repeat. … I close my eyes, and wait for the inevitable chorus of […]Read More A song that keeps me awake