the what if

The what if hangs in the air
The mystery of the unknown
I can almost see it
I can feel it whispering against my skin
I can feel it twining around me
Like vines
I cannot resist the pull
And down, down I fall

Stranger

every day, you're there
standing on the street corner
never without headphones

scribbling on the backs
of empty envelopes
while you wait for a chance
to cross the street

sometimes, our eyes meet
you smile and duck your head
but by the time I reach the corner
you've already crossed

sometimes, through the passing cars
I catch glimpses of you
heading downtown

I don't know why, but
I wish I knew you

Storms

storms from space
wreck this planet
winds from every direction
beat upon the surface
tear up trees
raise dust storms
shake the mountains

we all run from something
we cannot see
but we can feel it

I am so small
crouching in a ravine
watching green lightning flicker
I close my eyes as the grains of sand
sting my face
and I wonder if I will survive this assult

when the red sun struggles to the horizon
will we all be part of the past
or will we crawl out of our holes
and start living again

Mushroom Glow

When you walk at night in the mushroom forest... huge glowing fungi tower over you, lighting the path in purple radience. The glow turns your eyes, your hair, your lips lavendar. It traces shimmering paths over your skin. The dark shadows under your eyes become violet bruises.

I Don't Wanna Change You

I don't wanna change you
I don't need to try to fix you
maybe you don't like those things
about you
but who said that's all there is to you
who said that's all
that you'll ever be
I'm so tired of fake perfection
you're real

But you say what about this and what about that
you think that scares me?
you think I'll run?
no I don't wanna change you
I don't wanna 'save' you
I don't wanna make you
into anything else
you are what you are

I don't wanna try to tame you
I don't wanna make you
comb out all those burrs
and just so you know
I like that wild side

In your imperfections
and in everything that makes you
who you are
you see darkness
but I see light, too
don't think I'm gonna try to
mess that up
not for one second

Let me leave you free
and all I ask is
that you do the same


Cause who said you weren't good enough. Maybe when you look at yourself, you see a flawed, scratched up mess. But maybe when someone else looks at you, they see past the scratches. Maybe they see a beautiful mosaic.

And just maybe they're seeing you right. :) 

think straight

I should write more poems
I tell myself
I'm suppose to be the writer here
the pen dried up
is my excuse
but it's more that
my mind is chaos
I just can't 
think straight

Pretend Sunsets

I try to speak to you with silent signs

you act like you can’t hear my mind

you're driving me wild

wish I was a child again

I forget to breathe when I’m thinking about it

cause there’s still too much more to say

but I don’t have the words

I never do

I wrote a novel you can never read

so can I just leave now?

it’s too hard to see in the dark

It isn’t supposed to be like this

I never ever wanted to take a magic pill

kinda want to now

I could hide, couldn’t I?

it’s not like you could see me anyway

sometimes I forget you’re blind

colors don’t make sounds but you

are so good at pretending

you can see sunsets

turns out so am I

how am I still here after all this time?

I should have been long gone

convinced there’s a castle beyond that hill

but there’s no dragon in sight

wish there was

I act like I’m oblivious

and you believe me

and that’s the problem

isn’t it?

we both pretend we aren’t blind

and I act like I’m looking at you when you talk

so I’ve never told you I can’t see your face

any better than you can see mine

but I can read you like an open page

when you speak I can see your mind

and when you fall silent

I hear what you don't say

but you don’t know how I hate

pretend sunsets

you don’t know how I love you

in the darkness