-01.07.20_23:54-

She’s cold
Cuddling for warmth
By herself,
I ache to be there
Wrap her in my arms
Safe and warm
(And snore-free, in my mind)
She can sleep peacefully through
The night

-24.06.20_02:40-

Angels are bowling
In heaven

-09.06.20_21:50-

They trill in their thousands
Briefly over powered by
Bullfrog or car,
Singing ever louder
A carpet of sound
Growing ever closer
Pressing inside of my
Skull.

-04.06.20_18:22-

The need
For her controlling
Hand,
Tugging and pulling
My hair,
A needy itch
One only She can relieve,
An ache in my groin, head,
And heart. 

-25.05.20_22:23-

25.05.20_22:23
The winds swirl around me,
Empty of all, save a fine grit,
Abrasive and slowly eroding,
One repetitive day at a time
Until it’s finally over,
Six feet under or the oven,
And life no longer plucks at
You. 

-23.04.20_15:48-

Her fingers feel
Different

-16.04.20_20:57-

Numb and insensate

Feeling slow,

-12.04.20_21:56-

Leperous limbs
Reaching towards the

-01.04.20_01:51-

Leaning over the bed,

I can feel you close

-23.03.20_18:06-

Stream clattering down,
Metallic plinks

-16.02.20_12:44-

It’s a choice I think about

As it calls to me

-01.02.20_01:03-

It sits on my chest
Dragging me down

-28.12.19_16:25-

The doorway in,
Staring back,

-22.12.19_14:25-

I have to go out
But I just feel like smoking

-14.12.19_04:17-

My fingers run over

Rough, sandpaper skin,

-04.12.19_16:26-

Thinking about,

Blade on my wrist

-19.11.19_23:58-

Circling around,
Finger tracing the swirl

-13.11.19_00:35-

We all shine

Under the obscuring fog

-07.11.19_00:59-

Bitten by the cold,

Abrupt temperature change,

-25.10.19_00:25-

Wanting to end it all
Finish struggling

-22.10.19_16:05-

Feeling weird
In my head,

-09.10.19_01:15-

I don’t want to sleep,
Since that means

-03.10.19_00:29-

Quickly across the street
Reddish-brown flash

-27.09.19_01:15-

I can see her lying there,
Just beyond my reach

-20.09.19_02:09-

It’s a whisper,
soft or Loud

-18.09.19_02:58-

She looks at me
With Love in her eye

-08.09.19_14:38-

 

A choice that I made

It was supposed to be until the end

The one and

Only,

Again.

Abandoned amidst predictions

Now true,

Watching as life goes on for others

But not for me.

September Song Project

-15.09.19_22:56-

I’ve reached the age

Where Death, once a seldom seen acquaintance