In Observance

Cool drops fell
slowly
from the white sky
in observance
of this ending

This ending is not one of longing
this ending is not one of lack

I mourn the death you caused
I wail the pain
of the sacred lost

My love was a gift

See shooting stars
and lunar eclipses
and eyes locked in laughter
don't happen so easy

Rhythm
is the rare bloom

We were a discovery
stumbled upon
the final frontier
our nuclear reaction
a source of exponential
energy

You dismantled
our collision
Froze our
bolt
You stole
the promise of
light


The rain and I sit
in grief

Silent Crime

I fell n love w u n silence
I fell n love w u silently
U came and went
U came and went
And came back again
So many times
I was certain
Certain u cared
And then I dared
Dared to believe
U loved me
I wasn't blind
Or confused
I thought it was a matter
Of timing
A matter of you
Well that's what u told me
I could've inferred more
Deduced beyond your words
But I trusted you
I feel shame
For betting on someone
Who could be so cruel
I feel terrified
My hairs on my arms keep jumping up
Just thinking of you
Terrified of what damage ur willing to do
Terrified of how little we humans matter to u
Sometimes I see her n my mind
Walking by
She scares me too
Bc she reminds of the night I
Came in contact
W the worst of man
Like watching the film of crime
Committed against me
You robbed and you stole
And me and the fibers of the soul
that string between humankind
will not forget 

Bird

It was loud,
fast jazz
on tuesday night
we wanted to read
poetry
to interrupt
our official-ness

After the computer screened
words
he told me about a
dying bird he took away
from the concrete sidewalk
and placed in green brush
a quiet place
and peaceful death

I needed that dying bird story
like water

For a night
and then a few weeks in the aftershocks
you took all the dying bird stories
away
you made the world black
what if everyone was capable
of what you did
and so trust became
a shudder
a mistake
what if my trust was
was a

I cried against the fast moving hits of the upright bass
and my friend held my hand
friends,
they are the ones
who keep this world
while your gait
causes destruction
and your deaf ears
ignore the tender songs
of dying birds