#pard0nm3

[pard0nm3]

You’re gonna die down there

In her hazel iris

In her dead eye stare

You’ll succumb to the grind

Seedlings growing on the roof

Her hands twisting your mind

[pard0nm3]

Falling in love felt like an antidepressant. Pooling in my brain. Flowing through my veins. For the first time. The only time. The chemicals rearranging my hard wired inception of discernment. Surpassing the knowledge that things would not work out in the end. All for just a taste of something wonderful. Something magical. I wouldn’t take it back if I could. I wouldn’t do it over either. But I crave it regardless. I want it. I miss it. Butterflies fighting to get out of my belly. To get closer to My Love. As he pushed me further and further away. Left on standby. Because he knows I always stay.

[pard0nm3]

The afterbirth smelled of petrichor

Rain and snow and something new

Stardust in the ethereal nothing

Glacial pacing

Drip dropping dew

From the mountains of our cowering youth

A scatoma forms in the peripheral

A hologram of me and you

Holding hands

For the long dark breath

[pard0nm3]

birdsong lingers in the reflection of you

while clouds persist

on drenching the view

of a love once eager for cyan over blue

the grass grows greener

on the other side of new

playlists and day trips

to enlighten the hue

all the poems

for a meeker new muse

[pard0nm3]

You can’t foresee a chaos dream

when you live it every day

You won’t believe her eyes are green

if they change with a wayward breeze

You should have known the time would come

when the silence outgrew the ease

You could have had a better life

if god would have chosen she

[pard0nm3]

I guess its just me and you

She got gone again

Another winter

Under the sun

Another spring

Stigmata stung

Poor sweet babe

Love

She gone again

What will we do

How can we go on

When your life is her cue

To get sumthin done

Get back to work

Forget Im the one

[pard0nm3]

Go fuck yourself

You were heaven sent

Until you weren’t

Sweet nothings in my left ear

Changed to garbled insults

Climbing from your throat

Into my childlike mind

So mushy in love

You were never real

You were never kind

You did not heal

You did not find

Me torn to pieces

Dead to the world

Crying for nothing

On the basement floor

Live wires tangled

Reaching like ivy

Up my cellar door

Is all that’s left

For a “man”

Who’s all lore

A “man” so fucking bereft

Of any love of life

Yearning so achingly

For his shoulda been wife

But she left too

So sad and put upon

Such

A

Long

Long

Long

Time ago

[pard0nm3]

little notes left in the neon nothingness

remind me that life is meaningless

i drone and i sway

just petrified wood on display

but i hope and i pray

that the lines that i drop into the ethereal flow

are enough to brighten your dimming glow