Drowning

Drowning
(A Haiku Pair)

I am drowning. You

have oversaturated

me, but I need it.

You overwhelm me.

I gasp for air but choking

never felt so good.

Going The Distance

Have you ever gone through your personal poetry archives and stumbled upon an old piece that, at the time of writing, you were convinced was absolutely awful, but now that you've given it some space, it turns out it wasn't too bad after all? This piece is one of them. It's almost a year old and no longer personally relevant, but I hope you like it.

Distance pulls heartstrings taut

While memory taunts

Sighs go unanswered

Empty promises fill

Where your touch should be.

Silence breeds disquiet:

I quietly wonder

If it’ll be worth it in the end.

An Education

I want to learn the language your body speaks,

Whispered by your hips as you move,

Decode the ciphers between your sighs.

I have learned the angle of your slouch,

The spread of your fingers

And the coil of your curls.

There is a science to you I have not yet learned.

I have learned the contours of your face

The locations of your moles

The longitude and latitude of your dimples

The length and breadth of your smile

Better than I ever learned geography.

Maybe I’d map those contours of your face

(Which I’ve already committed to memory)

but I can’t.

To recreate the brownness of your skin
is more motivation than three years of art

Ever were.

Writing commits you to memory.

Heart Burn

Hey guys, i'm not dead! I wrote a poem and everything. Read on for delicious teen angst. -.-

Heartburn

You are bad for my heart.

Premature ventricular contractions,

Unexpected palpitations,

Chronic pain that no

Clinically proven prescription can palliate,

With prolonged burning from passions

Long since passed.

All you’d left was a hole,

And I was defective.

Recovery is slow,

I’m still clogged with thoughts of you,

But the heart is a muscle

So I’m working it out to be stronger.

Remission lulls into complacency,

So relapse is swift, acutely reminding

That chronic pain is persistent.

It is a return of the now-expected,

Unexpected palpitations:

You are still bad for my heart.