Friday



Wipe the blush off your cheeks
  Your lips, a porcelain grey
   Hiding your tongue behind
Dancing teeth will only get you
Numb man





Her coral colored eyes
  Speaking the truth
Which makes January cold
   The color of snow,
Obsolete roads leading
The endless
         Scarlet heat



pain relief


I can’t help
But shake when I hear
His voice
     Something holding me
High, like hooks in my back
A shelf for all the books
When he breathes my
          Heart stops
And the blood rushes out
          My teeth


warm water 

Silence kills the ones
                 Who think
Deep - 
     D e e p e r        than
A hole in the cemetery
     Floor
     She takes her
        Secrets and 
buries them 
before the show every
W  E D N E S D A Y 
     


poem

The way she moves
   Like a sea with no salt
A flower with no petals


sharp knives

Running off a mountain
     Just to feel the wind
          In between these
                 Arms
A place where you
Used to hide
Now an empty ocean
No one knows where to
Lie anymore
       I used to take the words
       I used to take the pain
But finally my eyes
Shattered
And I couldn’t find
              My breath
With a needle to my
              Head
A gun to the ground
    Hold my heart up
             And set fire
        To the holes in
My head



SaberTooth 

All my teeth
    Are falling out my head
    Words don’t mean a thing
When the lights can’t dance
Or the music doesn’t play
It’s not polite you make my
Teeth itch after midnight 
When the moon reflects the 
future and the sky eats 
    my eyes.