Maple Syrup

Maple syrup dreams The garden of roses doused in reds Buzzing of bees at your kneecap A handicap desire skips in the middle of my chest My mouth is a hollow cave It hollows out on a platform of colorful lies My paper heart crumbles with laughter This music makes me love you like never […]

D I V I D E

The gap between my teeth widens I’m six years of carelessness and a body clothed in flesh My flesh is skin and a human anatomy I’m yet to understand My flesh is carrot juice and French fries My flesh is a subtraction of the numerical, perhaps the only confusion in my life My flesh is […]

YOU

The metaphysics of my existence circumvent the physiology that reeks of me. My nose, my ears, my mouth and my hands are tales that hum Mozart across park benches on a windy afternoon. There is a moon that grows in the middle of my chest, it grows until writing feels like playing the piano and […]