Dig into death and give it a why. Get your hands messy, but hold your breath in. Bring peace to a stranger, let a mind rest once again. Don’t tell them every sign that they missed. Sugarcoat it just a little bit. Access, assess, and abandon ship. This is not your wreckage to wallow in.
Author: T.
Twisted Sparks Fly
Always bonding over some weird shit, you and I. That’s something that just comes with the territory. Unavoidable. But a quiet, dark sense of humor ricochets back and forth from one of us to the other, and that’s what makes it all feel important. That’s where the twisted sparks fly. We’re so much the same;… Continue reading Twisted Sparks Fly
Otherwise
Life changes here and at home. Hearts break and heads roll. Doom settles in my bones. I try to draw a line, to separate it all into two. I don’t want this toxic shit to spill into what I have with you.
Wants
I want to know you better, even if I can’t know you best. I want to get the facts and not always have to guess. I want to be your one that stuck around after years have gone by. I want to be a place to laugh and a place to confide. I want to… Continue reading Wants
Caught
It’d be hard to keep us a secret, I think. Fun at first, maybe, and certainly necessary, but it’s not anything I could sit quietly on forever. You’re a treasure - of course, I’d want to show you off.
Silver Linings
Maybe I can’t have you, but I can cherish you. I can map the way your eyes crinkle when you smile back at me. I can memorize the quiet trust in your voice, the sincerity of your concern. I can cling tight to the moments we get to be alone. I can pretend I never… Continue reading Silver Linings
Wrong to Wrong Her
She has tired eyes like mine. Dark circles that just won’t hide. I’m familiar with her burden; I live just like that most of the time. So it feels a little wrong to wrong her. Knowing I could be in her place, imagining the ways it all fell apart, wondering how to save face. She’d… Continue reading Wrong to Wrong Her
Almost
It almost feels like you landed here somehow. Like you know all this stuff I always wished you could know. All this stuff you were never actually meant to know. The likelihood is tiny, but the possibility is there. And I don’t know whether to panic or not, so I’ll continue to sit in wait… Continue reading Almost
MVP
Pick back up without an offbeat, right off the bat you’re trying to tease me. No “how’re you doing,” “good to have you back” - “good god I missed you” but I can’t say that. Fall into rhythm like I fell in love, start off slow then all at once - effortless and intoxicated, life’s… Continue reading MVP
Truth
The truth sure is a bitch, huh? Drown it out with sex and pills, and pretend I could bury the want. But the joke’s on me because six feet down is nothing when your pull is just like gravity. I’d drink it away if I thought it would work. But I don’t do that anymore,… Continue reading Truth
Take Two 