unlatching secrets

I’m touching your skin
finding we’re the same

breathing your words
tasting your perception
feeding on you

all this is compensation
for our inadequacies

bare
unclean and fleshy

I simply see it now.
soft and obvious
like February moss
after snow melts

Gaping Holes

pity and shame and pain and gain
a jumble

extracting meaning
is like pulling teeth

Still Crawling

No, you were never home
Always at your office
I would visit you
You had that inspirational poster of a cocoon
I wanted to believe so badly
That something beautiful arises
From patience
I thought I understood
I still have your old office number memorized

I can’t misread this anymore
I was never enough
You weren’t either
I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry
I just wanted you to tell me
That I'm beautiful

frozen

how foolish
to believe that time
erases memories
I brush my teeth and there you are
idealized, no doubt

ah, hope,
shall I invest in you, too?
I am so weary
of disappointment
what if you’re another?

there's snow again
wisps of hair in my face
too cold to move
conceal it all, snow
whiteout everything