Pieces of body

All the pieces of body 

Bones, blood, skin glued

Together with minimization

And denial. The stickiest substance ever created.

They've dissolved now

A puddle leaving

My dress, earrings, and shoes lonely

On the bathroom floor.

Parking lot

I forgot my glasses

This morning.

Started driving.

noticed 

Eventually

Not any change to my vision

But a dull ache

Alerting my eyes

That they had to try harder.

A different space

Between my eyes 

And that tree.

The same tree

For a hundred years

Eyes a telescope lens

Smudged with Vaseline

Drive thru life

Metaphors just waiting

To be applied to this

Moment just waiting

To be inspired by this

Experience just waiting

To be interpreted to this

Beauty just waiting

To be acknowledged for this

Discomfort just waiting

To be content with this

Life just waiting

For my damn prescription

Intergalactic planetary

Decided to cry on route 9.

No surprise 

It was where we were born.

Ready for you to leave my head alone

This is fucking stupid. 

Love does not exist. 

Selfish stars just aligning 

Then competing

Until one convinces himself 

That the universe ultimately 

Revolves around 

His exploding helium,

Swallowing up his own debris.

 

The fourth of ju-lie

delete.  Everything I said before,
I take it back.  delete.  If I don't
give it words-can it still live?
in my smooth muscle its action
potential driving a twitch.  An
influx of ions, kicking a fit.
flipping the old switch, lights
now dim.  writing it no longer
gives me the rush.  Just the wire
that used to be a sparkler. now
padded with crusty, compacted ash.
No longer useful for its original purpose
yet unable to function as anything else.
Just another piece of garbage to
throw out on Independence day.

Natural disaster

I pressed the button. My

Finger ached and hovered

Over it probably fifteen times

Before. And I resisted. This time

It was too easy. Liquid blocking

The impulse And it was done. 

The rush was too familiar.  Swirling 

In your tornado. Debris of each taste 

Each second sealed in my memory now

Flying past and all around me

Charged magnets and I'm metal. I

Force the storm still. Please 

level our house. Stay long enough

So I know it's completely 

Beyond repair. No lingering 

framework, studs, or electricity. 

Watch us on the news, reporters

Too smart to get close enough to 

See the demise. When it's over 

They'll wander pathetically through

Pointing out how our first kiss 

Was catapulted into nearby Nebraska,

And speculate when FEMA will arrive. 

They'll ask for donations for funds

allocated to rebuilding new 

residences to house these broken

hearts without acknowledging 

The harsher truth. Love will probably 

Come again, this time fresh and new. 

And there's no sense rebuilding.

There's not a damn thing we can do.

Faster.

Driving has become dodgeball.

This blue car insistently

Flying by. Adrenaline

floods my arteries reaching 

every cell vibrating your 

energy. Quick! look is it...

I'm secretly hoping 

it might hit me

So I can just sit out 

(the rest of) this game. 

you never notice a certain model

Until you start car shopping.

Interest. Test drive. Boom! it's (you're) everywhere. 

When I run 

I pretend that it's away from you.

I go faster. It's Greek 

(so are you). Again.

paper planes on my headphones,

Louder. "All I wanna do is

Bang bang bang bang cha Ching..."

I imagine where they would 

land on your olive skin. Visualize

violence through your bones

two to your perfect face

Blood spattering on mine and I 

Keep running. Faster.

One to the chest I felt so safe 

When layed my head on.

Your holed heart now matches mine.

The last...where you exploded

Inside. Then collapsed in a heap

On my bed.

Don't misunderstand. 

I do not want you 

(to die).

I'm just dying to kill your memory. 

Especially this one:

we are lying face to face.

Hands crossed cheek to cheek

You're tasting me like a tangerine,

and teasing my bottom lip.

I peek at your greenish eyes

and you're peeking too.

I'm positive I love you. 

And you love me, too.

I never loved you

I started writing this 

In the waiting room but

It got erased like it never 

Was like we never were.

But we were. And it was.

Your chaos swirls around my

Head like that storm on Jupiter 

Folding in on itself still rotating

On an axis and revolving round

The same sun. As me but my orbit 

Thrown off a little bit longer of winter. 

I know that you'll never be back. 

Which is why I haven't washed 

This pillowcase. I haven't traveled 

To your side, but at this one specific angle I can feel your carbon dioxide 

On my neck and I can smell you

On top of me. Like you always were

Like we never were.

Oh, but we were.

We were up at 2am in this same spot

Giggling like a fifth grade sleepover

Bodies encircled and intertwined

Begging to be as close as

Our auras the mixed up molecules

Of our Karmas making A piece of 

The illusion of peace. Our reality 

Is back in that waiting room. Me.

Alone with my phone.

Writing this nothing

We were about to become. 

Sitting next to the lady

With the angry birds purse. 

Reading your daggers  these

Cuts deeper with every repetition. 

I never loved you, right? 

Fine

I haven't yet decided

Wether I want you 

To read this or

Not. I see you (no)

Matter what my optic

Nerves are processing. 

These Senses are useless 

For anything else. Fine 

Details the lines of your bones

In your perfect face shadowy

Outlines hide your back 

In that white T-shirt. The length 

Of your contrasted eyelashes 

Against the whites of your honestly

Lying eyes the sandpaper scratch

Your stubble tickling my

Neck the heat of your pillowy 

Lips sending tidal wave

Sweetness to every cell arching 

My back to meet your hips we 

Belonged tangled up 

Tangled up

In knots now my stomach

I ingested your venom your

Pattern so intricate 

and beautiful that 

I had to see it up close. Closer.

The closest I could get now 

Nausea now nothing now I'm 

Not sure if I should send this or

Let you believe 

that I've just died.

Washed up

It's low tide in our place-

Tide pools and sandbars 

Replaced our depths.

 ocean hearts magnetized

And pulled out with the moon.

That day I jumped into your

Ocean eyes hypnotized 

By our chemistry you

Left my body on the sand 

Like a creature washed up

By hurricane surf.

Stranded. Dry. Only 

Accompanied by stale seaweed 

And hermit crab shells. 

To be carried eventually

Back to sea this time 

Missing the life you stole 

Away from me.