Nonsense

What if I fall in love with you?
I would want to tell the world that it feels like I am wrapped in stars
I float and I float and stardusts glitter my hands and my feet
You would take me far from the harsh words I speak every so often
Then we would fly in a balloon of music because music is sweet
And this imaginary bliss is sweet

And if you fall in love with me
You would sing me songs they play on the radio on Saturday nights
You text me and call me and talk about the things we'd do on dates
I would listen to you; bring me up to speed with everything I missed
Then we would drive to a place where pipe dreams are lived
And towards where prayers and illusions head

But any announcement and I would jinx it
And one day I would wake up to a withered rose
of what used to be a cherished friendship and a possible romance

After a long time...

You age well,
darling, like wine
I've no choice
but to dwell,
darling, so fine
you are so fine
Alas!
this fondness
is for you to quell,
darling, be mine
be mine

be mine

be mine

To Be or To Not Be

To start or to not start
To go forward or to stay still

To know or to not know
To say or to be silent

To explain or to not explain
To share or to keep

To try or to not try
To get hurt or to avoid

To live or to not live

To be happy or to not be happy

To be or to not be,

for I am on the brink
of collapsing.

Only As Much

Deliver it by mail

Or deliver it by speech

Or deliver it by codes

Or maybe you'd prefer

To deliver it by look

These words had to be delivered

They had to fall on your lap

Bless you with a slap

That says

Permission is not granted

For you to get away

Like nothing ever happened

And rather than aesthetic

I choose my poison plain

Since I can only say as much

There are days like this...

...when I want to just give up.
On love.
Goals.
Life.

Days like this come right after days that feel right.
Days that feel bright.
Perfect.
Joyful.

They just come and burn
Things that I thought were mine.
That I thought were safe.
Sound.

They leave me with ashes.
They leave me unchecked.
They leave me broken and wounded and everything sad
and that is why.

On days like this
I want to just give up.
On possibilities.

/æ/

Why do you stare?






What do you care?






Which of my reaction are you after?






Have you ever thought this is more than I can bear?






From my life, you will I spare






Sorry for me, don't you dare







At least I hate your hair






And it makes these all fair