The Man In the Mirror

Fifth grade and I am elven years old
A shrewd political genius of my time
You seep through my speakers
I am mesmerized
Dancing on the carpet, pavement and the asphalt belts
You are a thriller and I am only a witness

I long to look into your eyes
And hold your lungs in my hand feeling the beats you create as you breathe
Inhale, exhale, you are alive!

You bridge the gap in my heart between what's fact and what is fiction
Race no longer exists and sex is everything
There is blood on the dance floor tonight
And my apologies that my people will forget
Just know that I am thriving on the words you sing
Because they don't really care about us
And you are the notes comprising my everything

Headaches and Dizzy Woods

You are a ravenous creature
Silently thirsting after my demise
Can't you fucking see how you strip the color from my eyes?

The tread marks on my back tell stories about the time you forgot me
You make my veins tighten around my bones so that you won't come close
You chipped them away with the months

I'm done

I've undressed my wounds for the world to feast upon on the way I do
I'm contented by the blisters on my feet and the dirt on my hands
Humbled, stifled be what you may
Order's up and I can take you any way

The sweat leaks from my pores until it's turned crystal
reminding me that you are gone time and time again

So stop hiding in the thickets, Bambi
Go back home

You swallow the green and spit out my blue
I am home

Scarlet Sodium

I am bruised and broken

I am scars and tissue

There is an ocean outside of my window

That begs for you to saturate yourself

Plunge so that you might remind me what I’m worth

My wrists are so fragile and weak

My wrists make people think

Red fluid keeps me alive and sings me to sleep at night

I’ve seen him once before

And I am in love

I breathe in the salt and exhale the blood

There is an ocean outside of my window

That begs and begs for you to saturate yourself