Friday, 28 August 2015

its easy with you

you notice the things that others overlook
the warmth of my irises,
the sprinkle of freckles across my nose, 
in the morning light
he hits me like ice and whiskey

Friday, 21 August 2015

tell me baby,
don't they make a medicine for heartbreak?

Thursday, 13 August 2015

somewhere

my tan lines never fade
my soul, searches
my food is home grown
my hair never darkens
my breath is deep
my nails grow pink and long
my hair, even longer and thicker
my gaze, steady
my spirits, high

CAN'T TEACH A TWENTY FIVE YEAR OLD STUBBORN DOG NEW TRICKS
or to have basic consideration for another