fear me not.

fear me not, i am not yours.
i cannot move mountains
or even open doors

i shant leave you in the rain
or at the very least
call out to you in shame.

i will not track you down
call your mother
then tell her what I've found.

i know a lot less than you think i do
and that is just the start
never not ever could i ever break your heart.

the darkness

Your darkness makes me want to crawl up inside of you and sleep peacefully because I know your darkness and it makes me feel safest and warmest and best in love.

and i'll seek that darkness and hollow a nest for my weary head and tiny hands and you can join me in the darkness when you're ready. I'll leave my light out for you to find your way.

night stand littering

Darling, I gave you my library information so that you could go in and leave me presents to pick up at the library when they're ready. you no doubt poked around at my checked out selections. And now you know what my night stand looks like. Littered with those items, old coffee cups and letters I haven't yet sent to you, darling.

the truth...

Truth be known. I don't feel like writing. I don't feel like drinking. I don't feel like going out at all. I don't feel like talking. I feel like reading. Napping. Staring at my ceiling, and then repeat it all over again. I feel the curve of the earth and I feel a fear of slipping right off of it's round surface and floating into a gelatinous space where I am weightless and truly alone.

Look Out Sister, Look Out!

I heard this on the radio today and I kept a smile on my face the whole time...

Feeble Fiction

Nothing about you looks familiar
you smell different than all the others
your hair is tousled in a way I don't know
the tiny black hairs growing out of your face
are forming a pattern foreign.
you asked me for a spoon to stir your coffee.
none of this actually happened.
I make it up to make me feel better
feeble fiction.

wherever you're going

wherever you're going
you're going my way
all i needed were the right words
to know what I should say
alone in the quiet they come forward
when nothing can get in my way
where even you don't exist
and I can get you out of my memory
at least for a little bit.