...and I am mourning the loss of a friend...

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

because i did not know that it would hurt me so
because i had to say goodbye and let you go.

because angels break their wings and lose flight
because good mornings were never exchanged when the sun was bright.

because you were ticklish and defended yourself with a poke
because i have cried so hard that i could choke.

because my rhymes were never any good at all
because i had to write this to cushion my fall.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

...there is life flowing through those veins,
only if you could feel it pound against your cold, dead skin...

Being stupid, and other such things.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Because i want to swear at you
and call you names you haven't
heard before.
Because my mind is tired,
my hands ache
and my eyes are sore.
Because rhymes are meant
to be pathetic and stupid
and all those other things.
Because i suck
at poetry and my
guitar has broken strings.
Because the next line
should start here
right now.
Because you laughed
and i had you
at "wow".

disharmony.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

sometimes, i lose consciousness...

and i see you slipping away
as i fall into the pool of colour drenching me
and snuffing life into me,
a charcoal sketch on a white canvas.

and i look around
and i notice that i have limbs
and a head
and eyes
and a gut.
i am human, perhaps,
but far from it.

i am singing
a song without words
or a tune.
you hear me.
you,
sitting a few light years away,
at the edge of reason
ready to take the plunge
to give me company,
smell the selfsame air of sweet nothingness
that makes its way
through my nostrils.

they seem so far away
spiralling out of reach...

shipwreck

Thursday, June 25, 2009

our rockstars have died,
and the mousse is gone.
i shall wait for you right here
while you decide to move on.

the last song still echoes in my head
but it keeps getting fainter, still,
with no MotherFucking kids in uniform
making a riot with broken strings.


this might very well be the worst thing that i have ever written.
but i still had to do this.
this is to one of my bestestest friends.
you know who you are.

Monday, June 22, 2009

i can't hear you.
listen to me.

Friday, May 22, 2009

let me touch you.
hold you.
feel you.

you are real.