rising like
an exploding star
over the horizon
obscuring
anything
else from my vision,
petrified,
terrified,
spellbound by blue eyes,
filled with
too many hurricanes
to translate
to text.
Showing posts with label Short. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Short. Show all posts
Thursday, August 18, 2016
Thursday, July 7, 2016
only a broken heart - 07/07/16
For how many months
after the fact
am I going to keep
finding cracks
in the chalice
left by your
carelessness?
Good thing it's just
a metaphor,
because this heart
would leak
every drop of blood.
after the fact
am I going to keep
finding cracks
in the chalice
left by your
carelessness?
Good thing it's just
a metaphor,
because this heart
would leak
every drop of blood.
Sunday, June 12, 2016
light - 06/12/16
paint it on my face
tattoo in on my arms
shout it from the rooftops
but don't carve it in my skin
i needn't bleed for this
scream for this
hurt for this
not this light
not this love
tattoo in on my arms
shout it from the rooftops
but don't carve it in my skin
i needn't bleed for this
scream for this
hurt for this
not this light
not this love
Friday, June 10, 2016
Rusalka - 06/10/16
Lament those poor sweet pixies
living in my veins,
kept captive in capillaries until
they made their stains;
who, one night, were downed in wine,
drowned in oxygen;
who found their release,
yet surfaced again.
Lament the gentle spirits who once
had only wanted
to nourish the fields, but
became the haunted.
Lament the loss, lament the night,
lament what remains:
lingering lines and loud lies
now plaguing my veins.
living in my veins,
kept captive in capillaries until
they made their stains;
who, one night, were downed in wine,
drowned in oxygen;
who found their release,
yet surfaced again.
Lament the gentle spirits who once
had only wanted
to nourish the fields, but
became the haunted.
Lament the loss, lament the night,
lament what remains:
lingering lines and loud lies
now plaguing my veins.
Thursday, June 9, 2016
Blue - 06/09/16
I always loved
the ocean
and swore it was
green, grey, turquoise, bronze.
I always loved
the sky
at sunset
when it's
orange, pink, red, yellow.
I always loved
blueberries
pureed and purple.
But I never knew
I could fall in love with a color
until I saw
you in blue.
the ocean
and swore it was
green, grey, turquoise, bronze.
I always loved
the sky
at sunset
when it's
orange, pink, red, yellow.
I always loved
blueberries
pureed and purple.
But I never knew
I could fall in love with a color
until I saw
you in blue.
Wednesday, June 8, 2016
Distortion - 06/08/16
Storm clouds and sneaker waves
slip shadows over all
my thoughts and memories,
kaleidoscopic fragments of
fleeting feelings
fall through
quivering fingers and shatter
but the blood dripping
from your lips
could just as easily have come from
a cherry popsicle.
slip shadows over all
my thoughts and memories,
kaleidoscopic fragments of
fleeting feelings
fall through
quivering fingers and shatter
but the blood dripping
from your lips
could just as easily have come from
a cherry popsicle.
Tuesday, June 7, 2016
Meteoroid - 06/07/16
I always thought that I was going to
burn,
disintegrate into a billion pieces,
fall apart,
lose cohesion,
scatter like ash,
as nothing large enough to impact,
as a meteor.
But as the surface looms
I think I might
survive.
burn,
disintegrate into a billion pieces,
fall apart,
lose cohesion,
scatter like ash,
as nothing large enough to impact,
as a meteor.
But as the surface looms
I think I might
survive.
Saturday, June 4, 2016
I thought we were - 06/04/16
a pair of binary stars
caught in each other's
gravity,
but the laws of physics
don't seem to apply to you,
just me:
spinning, spiraling
around you seemingly
endlessly
while you shine, shimmer, startle,
off in your own
galaxy.
caught in each other's
gravity,
but the laws of physics
don't seem to apply to you,
just me:
spinning, spiraling
around you seemingly
endlessly
while you shine, shimmer, startle,
off in your own
galaxy.
Tuesday, May 31, 2016
Never Have I Ever - 05/31/16
Have you ever loved a distant star?
Have you ever loved a light so far
away that her warmth dissipates
before ever reaching the love that waits?
Have you ever loved a burning sun,
her beauty seen by everyone
so for lightyears in all directions,
all they speak of is her perfect?
No? Well, nor have I.
What I wouldn't give to try.
Have you ever loved a light so far
away that her warmth dissipates
before ever reaching the love that waits?
Have you ever loved a burning sun,
her beauty seen by everyone
so for lightyears in all directions,
all they speak of is her perfect?
No? Well, nor have I.
What I wouldn't give to try.
Saturday, May 28, 2016
'Fix You' - 05/28/16
Your sewing kit
isn't going to cut it
this time
so save yourself
a stitch
or nine
and use your fabric scissors
to snip me out
of your life.
Your steady, calligraphy hands
can't stabilize
this shattered system.
There is no quilting technique
or special yarn
that could mend
mental illness.
I am not a tattered pair of socks
for you to darn.
isn't going to cut it
this time
so save yourself
a stitch
or nine
and use your fabric scissors
to snip me out
of your life.
Your steady, calligraphy hands
can't stabilize
this shattered system.
There is no quilting technique
or special yarn
that could mend
mental illness.
I am not a tattered pair of socks
for you to darn.
Friday, May 27, 2016
buzz - 05/27/16
i keep hoping
that every buzz
is from you,
to save our
snapchat streak.
but I am not a flower.
and you are not a bee.
that every buzz
is from you,
to save our
snapchat streak.
but I am not a flower.
and you are not a bee.
Ira - 05/27/16
Incredible
iridescent irises
illuminating interactions,
ionizing each iota
of anxiety from my being.
Imaginary numbers and ideal gases
fall immensely short
of their intrigue.
I would need to know
every complexity and beauty of the
infinite
before I could write them
into a poem.
I hope this will suffice.
iridescent irises
illuminating interactions,
ionizing each iota
of anxiety from my being.
Imaginary numbers and ideal gases
fall immensely short
of their intrigue.
I would need to know
every complexity and beauty of the
infinite
before I could write them
into a poem.
I hope this will suffice.
Get Me A Telescope - 05/27/16
I've been more into particles
than planets
but
their heavenly eyes
have me
researching a career
in astronomy.
What a gift
to stare
at crescent moons
and lips
for a living.
It keeps me
living.
than planets
but
their heavenly eyes
have me
researching a career
in astronomy.
What a gift
to stare
at crescent moons
and lips
for a living.
It keeps me
living.
Thursday, May 26, 2016
Terminal Velocity - 05/26/16
I am falling,
hard and fast.
I have fallen,
hard and fast.
Here, at last,
at terminal velocity,
but it feels like
I still should be
accelerating
toward them.
Can't I fall
any faster?
Can't I crash
any harder?
Hurry,
let me hurry,
back to them.
hard and fast.
I have fallen,
hard and fast.
Here, at last,
at terminal velocity,
but it feels like
I still should be
accelerating
toward them.
Can't I fall
any faster?
Can't I crash
any harder?
Hurry,
let me hurry,
back to them.
Wednesday, May 25, 2016
it's not nostalgia - 05/25/16
what's the word for the
pain
you get when
you think about
all the good things that could have been
but
now
will never be?
pain
you get when
you think about
all the good things that could have been
but
now
will never be?
Monday, April 18, 2016
Sin - 04/18/2016
Stunning supernovae,
a superposition of heavenly spirits
sprawled like spectral lines,
spontaneous symmetry breaking
or a systematic supergravity,
the strong interaction
stringing us together,
supercritical points,
a shattered standard model,
the sublimation of skin to breath,
but I'd take a silent second
in her smile
over all of it.
a superposition of heavenly spirits
sprawled like spectral lines,
spontaneous symmetry breaking
or a systematic supergravity,
the strong interaction
stringing us together,
supercritical points,
a shattered standard model,
the sublimation of skin to breath,
but I'd take a silent second
in her smile
over all of it.
Thursday, April 14, 2016
Neutrinos - 04/14/16
Somewhere between
standing and sinking,
sure and shaken,
screaming and singing,
I am ever changing,
with each oscillation,
from production
out through void,
a ghostly figure
glimpsed only by
unconserved momentum.
standing and sinking,
sure and shaken,
screaming and singing,
I am ever changing,
with each oscillation,
from production
out through void,
a ghostly figure
glimpsed only by
unconserved momentum.
Monday, November 23, 2015
Blue Hour - 11/23/15
biting back screams
and burning up dreams
like if I just grit my teeth
until my skin comes clean,
falling off my bones
like melodies
falling off strings,
I'll find some zone
of stablity,
retracing butterfly arcs
that will step me
through anything
I can walk through fire
and burning up dreams
like if I just grit my teeth
until my skin comes clean,
falling off my bones
like melodies
falling off strings,
I'll find some zone
of stablity,
retracing butterfly arcs
that will step me
through anything
I can walk through fire
Wednesday, August 5, 2015
Primordial Black Holes - 08/05/15
all the unseen things
holding us together
like galaxies tethered
by strands of
Dark Matter
do not pass my Detection
despite weak interactions
holding us together
like galaxies tethered
by strands of
Dark Matter
do not pass my Detection
despite weak interactions
Glueballs - 08/05/15
quartic interactions
strongly coupled
confined to this
white space
of heartbreak
asymptotically diverging
further away
pulling me
back to you
strongly coupled
confined to this
white space
of heartbreak
asymptotically diverging
further away
pulling me
back to you
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