had to share
Wednesday
Tuesday
MASTER OF THE 13TH
CARD
I
will find my way home by the light of the Moon
Love
me until the end of time. My thoughts are fragile.
Hold
them with your soul, don’t ever let them go.
Store
the cemetery names in a jar, scratch the left side of my car.
Walk
around; footsteps graze the backs of ants.
The
cracks between sidewalks and earthworms
The
Citrine Sun will Heal my Dreams and take my memories
Tuesday
BIG GUY
Trash can dreams and loud cars that scream by
Or the loud noise, like the breaking of some glass
Cigarette smoke, an old man chokes
I would love to love you, but here the vines are
Shaking, they are over taking, and the stars are out
The absence of light and life are the things that
Have been unseen and left for us to do
Saturday
One Green Eye.
I wish I had a green eye
I wonder what the world looks like through one green eye
Is the sky a different color? Do you see the grass? Or does
It blend in? Maybe I can borrow a green eye. I can ask
Taylor or Ryan. Green is my favorite color and their eyes
Make my heart melt into a river. The glisten. Find me today
In the clouds with one green eye.
I wish I had a green eye
I wonder what the world looks like through one green eye
Is the sky a different color? Do you see the grass? Or does
It blend in? Maybe I can borrow a green eye. I can ask
Taylor or Ryan. Green is my favorite color and their eyes
Make my heart melt into a river. The glisten. Find me today
In the clouds with one green eye.
Friday
Thursday
And I know the end is near.
Close to me, your heart beats. To
be in love,
to fully give yourself to the
one who holds your
Hold my love close before the
wind comes by and sweeps
Us away. Hold my hand until the
earth beneath us touches
And the skies turn a beautiful
kind of grey. Birds sing
And birds hum, they hold the
sound for us.
Friday
A black flower dress
Bring me to the goat farm before I die
Wipe my tears with sunflowers before I die
Eat my brains with berries before I die
File my nails with a hammer before I die
Bring me to the cemetery before I die
Paint my bones yellow before I die
Place me in a bird’s nest before I die
Feed me a cucumber before I die
Hold my soul like a beer before I die
Let me pet a crow before I die
Make the sea turtles sing to me before I die
Drape dead roses over my eyes before I die
Bring me to a jazz show before I die
Stick a diamond in my eye
Before
I
Die
FRIDAY FRIES
My skin is crawling, like worms are scratching to
get out
The light of the yellow moon glistens in my
window
Today we shall rejoice with love and hold each
other
Before the mail goes out clean the windows with
The cat before it’s dark. Bring me home before
the
Night turns young and the beer starts to smell
like
Winter. The fly of the night shall take my
secrets from
My life and carry them out to sea. For all the
humans to
See. Wash your hands, tie a rubber band and bite
My apple. At least I know I won’t get out alive.
Wednesday
Centuries
without peonies.
The way you
move,
The breeze
between your teeth and cheeks
Your tongue,
where words dance and fly
Shuffle
your shoes, get in the groove.
Just let it
all hang loose. There is love in
This room.
For you, I will hold the moon’s
Light and
love you at night. I will dance across
The sea,
until my feet turn sore. For you, I
Will leave
my hair long, so you can love be
Before dawn.
The way you move, is why
I love you.
Tuesday
Poem.
Little thoughts that make me hungry
When time seems to empty, the sea gets angry
Ashore, my mind sits with the turtle eggs and sand
Deep down, beneath the tide, a world to explore
A place to be, with the seahorses and shells
Dance under the moonlight where the sea meets
The horizon and the bees come out to play
There is a special warm breeze and a feeling
Of happiness. Before the sea eats the land, before
The people suffocate the Earth and the clouds
Eat the stars. Dive into the sea and fine love.
Sunday
believe in love
The bonfire that burns, I fell in love with the fire long agoLong before you and I, long before the river danced and the trees sang.
Stand still, your roots make a home in the Earth while the birds play
With your hair. I’d love to love you while the stars burn and the
Music plays. Promise to love me even on days when I break.
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