PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

he doesn't know i left the key
to my heart under the mat
when sparkle comes to shine
God, you burn so bright

sear an insatiable hole into me
i wish i could believe
in a velvet heaven, so many
well-wishing lies

tears inevitably fall, so
come, headfirst into me
into oblivion, loving and inviting
no shoes + no pretenses

if i could trace it, a thousand paper cuts
in a dream somewhere, in heat
i could grace the ageless monster
waken her with love in my arms

does anyone believe me, i need you
slipping through files of pages of days
never seeing your face
prison, death, some unruly fate

the wires short circuiting
jumping like heartbeat skips
patterns i'm used to
drugs for the thinkers, unbelievers