Submerged, forgotten breaths
sighing under my sunken chest.
Light dimming like
a drive down the hillside,
rolling and dimming.
Space between
fire and ice,
filling my lung,
vessels of frost and spice.
Slow marks from my lash,
eyes closed, death, no splash.

Day 1. There isn’t anything I can say

to make you see yourself

like you see the world.

We both know, 

I have tried. 

Day 2. When you drank too much, I told you to eat.

I meant in general.

Day 3. It hurts me the way

you walk around in your body

like it is never small enough.

Day 4. It hurts others too, the way

you are at war with yourself.

But they can go and find

peace in their bedroom,

I lie in bed with my covers wrapped

around me. Save me,

I tell them, there is a war going on out there.

Day 5. There is nothing comfortable

about they way you pick at your salads.

You told me you like vegetables. 

Day 6. You take 3 showers a day,

use hand sanitizer times two, and

you always make sure everything is clean.

Especially when I catch a cold. 

There is nothing I can do protect myself

from catching what you have, and 

it is so, so contagious.

Day 7. Your thoughts are like the smell of cigarettes.

You cannot get rid of them, you are addicted

and we can all smell it.

-K.

he’s a dreamer

When I first met you

I was not acutely aware but I knew

That every bump in your perfection

Was what I would grow to love

Yes, I didn’t know, but I already knew

That the sun mountain-crests of rebelling hair,

The red spots between your brows in that lonely upper region of face

Your not so graceful jaw and tilted nose

Would have hold of me very soon

I knew that the way you looked off into space

Your lips bitten

Your eyelashes sudden commandeers over your dreams

Would have me falling down that steep slippery slope again

I knew

I knew and I didn’t stop it

Because in fact, It was already too late

To fall out of love

With You

-Chasing the Start

Sorry We’ve been M.I.A

Where the dream is without fear(Modern version of “Where the mind is without fear”

Where the dream is without fear(Modern version of “Where the mind is without fear”

Ode to a great Pokémon master

Merry Ninja Christmas

Have yourself a merry ninja christmas
let your steps be light
Go unseen through the world
Always ready to strike
Silent to all
Revealed to none
Until the sound of “Attack”
Has filled your lungs
When Santa comes
Climbing down your Chimney with glee
Remind him who’s boss
with a shuriken to the knee

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Through the mist and fog
You hear the rattling of a metal fence
A wall between you like a sheild
They can’t see you
You hear their screams through the night
Feeling suffocated
Like everythings closing in all around you
You reach your hand out
Tears streaming down your face
Standing there alone and helpless
As you watch them fading further into the dark

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