Enough
So many times
You’ll expose your soul
And wait for the world
But it keeps going
And reads poetry
Like a Sunday paper
So when it all
Seems like too much
Keep going
But when that
Seems like too much
The world is not enough
Maybe Just Live
One day I think I’ll realize that all my words were just vomit of poetic bullshit
Just a prescription to remedy my life
It was just just just....
I say it too much
But maybe maybe maybe
My brain will just stop
I’ll get to...
Just live
Maybe just live.
My Favorite Poems
I want to read every page
To infinity
I want to press the text
Onto my skin
I want to tattoo my soul
So the words bleed into my veins
And maybe then I’ll reach
A full
Enlightened
Understanding
-my favorite poems
The Professor
I told her my story
And she looked at me
Tears in her eyes
Eyes of a woman
Who holds the universe
In her mind
She whispered
“That’s art”
-the greatest compliment
Coffee Shop Thoughts
Sitting alone
I’ve done it a lot lately
Watching people watch each other
We’re all looking at the same things
With different eyes
The same chemicals
With different minds
Poetry
The pain the world has to offer
I feel it in my chest
Seeping into my gut
The love the world has to offer
I feel it in my mind
Seeping into my eyes
Oh.
Those are tears
Maturity
When did she grow up
When did she just know
Then unknow
Everything
All at once