Monday, December 5, 2016
I would tear down the stars with my anger,
uproot the earth with my grief
& cry an ocean to swim to you,
waiting just as you were.
I would stretch the boundaries of time
to make a world where you are
Your eyes sing to me.
Music plays in your pupils
& I want to dance.
My ex boyfriend in college
was slowly collecting all my details
& discovering I could be quite the mess maker,
that I could really wear my heart on my sleeve
in the form of dishes & clothes becoming summits,
in the form of arbitrary trash
& sacrificed toothpaste all over the sink.
All my thoughts could swell