I watch the clouds
sailing through sunset
creating shadows
across the landscape
like ships in the ocean
breaking through waves
and airplanes miles above me
etching lines across the sky
and cars on the highway
with their glittering headlights
everything in constant motion
everything is coming or going
but here I am
completely still.
She just wants to see. Be seen. To experience the world around her. Not the one on the news, or told through someone else's mouth but to look for herself. To feel the cold breeze wisp around her face. To see the sunset over a shimmering lake. To let the sun soak into her bones before it burns her skin.
The day to day, nine to five, isn't her dream. Her career isn't her life. Her job is to live life. To earn the gold and to experience the colour. The greens and blues of the trees and skies. The browns and reds of the fallen leaves and earth. The pinks and blues of the falling sun and rising moon.
A job isn't the purpose she was put here for. The career that everyone so strives for wasn't what she wanted. The white picket fence wasn't her dream. The next horizon is what she wants. A new view from a different road ahead. That's what she wants.
what if I never stop loving you?
how will I move on?
I spend so many times in my day
thinking about you
and that you are likely
to pass away before me
its a terrible cycle
we never discussed
and I really do think that I was in love with you
badly
but I didn’t let you know that
clearly.
what if I never stop loving you?
what if loving you kills me
eventually
its not good being in…
Cookie Cutter –
is comfortable to me
I smile from afar as everyone sighs a sigh of relief
Knowing the known
Each time I reach for this dream, I’m put to a stop
He stops me from being cookie cutter
Oh, what I would do to be cookie cutter
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Background noise coming from the TV
content: Chlamydia and young people
in excitement
-reality show for cowards
your manhood spread all over
like an octopus
expanding his 8 legs
so that your testosterone can take some air
a packet of cigarettes
a mobile phone
a lighter and
a cotton swab
all in line: from the largest to the smallest object.
absolute symmetry
of declining placement
I walk naked to the shower,
winking to your manhood
while you remain
looking at me with your legs
wide open.
I pass through you like a ghost
ghost as you are
just like if I never existed
-just like you never existed too.
Verse 1:
when you were born
i saw galaxies in your eyes
you clutched my hand
like you knew I was lonely
you have never let go
at night when you’re sleeping
you visit planets in rocket ships
gravity doesn't apply to you
you can fly
and we have always known
chorus:
little moon boy
How do glow so brightly?
your sweet smile
can light up my darkest dark
little moon boy
I can’t keep you here with me
there might a kinder world
Hidden between the stars
but little moon boy
while you’re traveling
send me a picture of you
smiling wherever you are.
You were a lovely lady, stranger.
And she was a moth to her flame.
You were beaming ear to ear as if you had never been the one to know the fame.
New York is a spirit in dreaming
And it takes set in the story centerpiece
Stringing down the moon to cradle someone like you on the filthy city streets
You’re a night star,
A light navigating far
by the halo of the moon,
By the hold of every…
When I would open my mouth to speak,you’d clasp your grimy hands over my lips and whispered the words, “hush”.I guess you thought that I would sink down silently rather than screaming, clawing my way out.
But I was born with forests burning beneath my feet and fire igniting at the very tip of my tongue.
Don’t you ever dare believe that I’d just sit back while you shove silence down my throat.
I’m at the last partof my degreeand I feel so weakI feel so weakI lost my grandadI had a babyand an operationthen my mum got sectionedI’m at the last partthe last partand I have lost so many people and friends that I had at the startI am lostI am lostI feel like I am sufferingI am in painand I hurtI am sadI am hurtI need restI need timeBut this last part is mineI want to graduateand be freeand…