by the reflection of your eyes in mine,
and watching the subtle lines between your lips
pushing out empty words like smoke…
i knew there were ashes on the ground.
AVP
temporary
am i waking up with you
or just chasing empty days on a wire
over concrete trees and vacant stares
of temporary people?
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locked
found locked in your room were
rusted secrets washed in rain,
blessings in baggies smothered from smoke,
a box of clouds that covered a starry night,
finger prints on a heart covered in paint,
and a decomposing chest
full of the words … i love you
nobody heard
AVP
compass
walking along the path
of doing the right things,
navigating around the cracks of life
on parchment paper blueprints,
his compass misaligned
points to confusion as true north.
avp
avp
shame
under his heart
were moth eaten dreams,
broken bells,
and notebook feelings
looked down on in shame.
avp
miles
miles and memories
pass under my wheels
and paper cup coffee
runs stronger than steel.
edge of the road
my signal is weak,
making friends with the silence
called broken and beat.
the silence grows louder
in swift driving rain
missing the exit
doomed hotels just remain.
take out of my pockets
excuses and cracks,
folded dreams left in darkness
weep lonely soundtracks.
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polaroids
faded polaroids
of old things unsaid
hang on fractured walls
by unravelled threads
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boy
at the edge of the night,
drawing crooked lines
in his tears turned to dust …
the boy at heart,
fell down to his knees
by a grave of unfilled love
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jars
shadows on puppet wires dancing
under dark clouds in my room,
slip on stapled magazine collections
crashing into jars of screams, dreams
and missing puzzle pieces.
AVP
imperfection
dark clouds in his own sky
filled with dust and dirt
rain down on his garden of imperfections.
AVP
Unfinished Souls 