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menu’s
Cheeseboards aren’t dessertsAnd I love dessertsBut sometimes cheese is betterIt all goes with wineSlides down and satisfiesNearly but not quiteI don’t like menusI don’t like choosing
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The ick
Its funny isn’t it I hated his crooked teeth but I really love hers I hates the way he’d ask for a kiss but her voice is so soft she makes me nervous
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Lee way
I feel so I love with so many different facesSeen in different spacesBut all connected to me…How is someone so I love supposed to choose with who in it to be?Just give me some leeWaySpace to breatheBushes cannot grow into trees when its crowdedNo one can meet my need but I can pretendLike a fan […]
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Cold Bed
My bed is so much colderWhen there’s only two feetNo different skin to keep me warmOr to keep me up
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Rituals
We all have our ritualsMine just include something between my lips andSomeone on theMine just include my addictionsSubstances and peopleLife is too short to think of it as evilTo be scared of the easelDrugs feel like a break, and everyday is tiringDrugs make me feel like a painting, without evenTrying
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Harvest moons
The sun has been holding my face todayThe winter moon is feeling gloomIt feels so far awayMaybe its just the lightI hate even my own reflectionAlthough others love my smileIt feels so far awayI question it, my beautyThen I think of how they say this when Im happy, glowingWhen they can see all my skinNot […]
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Sober
I wonder what she would taste like without the alcoholIt’s those steps I haven’t taken yet that barricade the entranceWhat if I find everything less excitingPeople less enticingSex more tryingI wonder how I would lean in, if it wasn’t the sway that started meI wonder how i would act when I’m sick of actingI’m finding […]
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Small adjustments and fixes
I have done everything I canTo make sure this is the room that feels rightI like situations to be perfectSmall adjustments and fixesIt’s not as easy when I’m not alonePeople dont like it when I tell them what to doThey aren’t figurines out of a comic bookWith bodies that I can manipulateSmall adjustments and fixesBut […]
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My Outfit
There are so many things that remind others of me. Each person related to different objects , and lightings, and places. Like characters stuck in my head. Im scared of change But only when others do it. I love picking up a new hobby, favourite artist or something to smoke. I hate change, when people […]
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The roses
The roses I never sent herWill now have died.Or maybe they were never cutAnd they’re flowering into a bush.Maybe they were all readyAnd just sent to someone else.The roses I sent a strangerWe’re they even ever mine?But they feel like an artefactThat were only to me What I envisioned them to beThe strangers celebrating loveBut […]
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Poetry by Taylor 