Rx
they expect me to
save lives, but i can't even
take care of myself
just think, type, submit.
every poem is anonymous.
a wise man once said
"all songs are sad songs, if you
know how to listen"
at
1:48 AM
you can doubt it, but
i'm not seeking physical
intimacy-- not
really. i just want
to be anchored to someone
outside of myself.
at
10:08 AM
i saw you lurking
in my tree, i said come back
you are not that far
gone, but sullen bird,
you're blinking a pale eye and
holding the branch close
at
12:59 AM
i try to be less
awkward, but you inspire a
loss of self-control
at
10:36 PM
I dreamed of your lips
just now. I wonder will they
touch mine this weekend
at
8:45 AM