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As If

Your “Hi” is imperceptibly soft

A memory leaking from your innermost corners

A petal, already wilting

As if you know what’s coming

As if you truly believe

I won’t forever wander blindly into your arms

Guided only by the string that pulls me

Always directly with little lax

A tightrope for my heart to run away on

Photo from the Pexels free library – for the visually impaired, the photo shows an empty chair in the middle of a white room.

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Frequency

I try to bring myself up
Heighten the frequency at which I scream
But what comes around goes
You can’t hear me

I am … so many things and emotions and faces right now. I’m … unsettled, pushed out of any comfort zone I thought I had (as everyone has been throughout this year). I can’t believe it’s October 1st. Was I even born in January? I don’t know anymore.

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Crumbs

I’m a little bit messy
In life and in love
Memories splatter
Over walls and stale cloths
Across my shirt
Down my chin
A touch here and there
Fragrant reminders
Of a life I missed
Stick to my lips
Crumbs, ravaged
Forgotten details I pick up
Again and again