AN OVERTURE TO ILLUMINATION
let’s make wishes on broken promises & ghosts
(there are so many, our wishes are sure to come true)
the length of a tornado
the speed of i miss yous
tomorrows
too much of me is placed in things with invisible measurements
hello, may i have 6’ of love and 2 miles of happiness?
young witches that began the floods and drowned in their witchcraft
they were so foolish and naïve
clever fools thinking their magic could save them from the torrent of consequences
will you count all our vices that slumber until our virtues are too weak and attack
will you forgive us for having so many?
i’m sorry so sorry
they are so strong
I knew a martyr that went by your name --
Too bad his name never sounded as sweet as yours.
Vice Versa
You call me under emotional,
I call you over,
But how come then,
The roles seem so reversed,
When I’m on the floor,
Crying in front of you,
While you just walk away?
let me decipher your poem,
and count your stanzas,
envelope me in rhymes,
and treat me to an allusion.
If I Had You in December
If I had you in January,
I wouldn’t have to worry about New Year’s Resolutions,
Because I can be better without them,
If I had you in January.
If I had you in February,
The days would fly by even faster,
I wouldn’t even have time to pull out a calendar,
If I had you in February.
If I had you in March,
I would rush into bloom,
Given reason to by the sunlight in your eyes,
If I had you in March.
If I had you in April,
I would forget how to regret,
My mistakes would seem so small,
If I had you in April.
If I had you in May,
I would hate myself less,
For any explosion of guilt would evaporate,
If I had you in May.
If I had you in June,
I would rise faster than the sun,
If that would mean more time with you,
If I had you in June.
If I had you in July,
The long hours would press into paradise,
As I would know nothing but you,
If I had you in July.
If I had you in August,
My novel anxieties would transform into excitement,
As you turned every challenge to truth,
If I had you in August.
If I had you in September,
I wouldn’t reek of birthday wishes,
Because I would already have everything I needed,
If I had you in September.
If I had you in October,
My masks would be more silly than serious,
As I would be so used to being myself,
If I had you in October.
If I had you in November,
I would layer myself in preparation,
Knowing you would still be there,
If I had you in November.
If I had you in December,
I would begin to worry and chase in fear,
For I’m not the kind of person you would stay with,
And I would begin to lose you in December.
- Love;
In the Time of Cholera
i am waiting for you. i have descended from my high regard. the mountain is a place of the past. but still, my legs can't walk this far. come to me, and we will falsify salvation.