Everyone thinks writing a poetry book is about sitting in a café, scribbling beautiful lines into a notebook, and waiting for inspiration to strike. Sometimes, yes, in the beginning, that's exactly what it was like. But the truth is, writing a book is equal parts, joy and chaos, and for me, often more chaos than … Continue reading When Perfect Isn’t the Point
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I Wrote A Book (update)
So, it’s happening! My book is becoming a reality. I’m actually going to see my book in print. Don’t get me wrong I still have a lot to do, images to select, edit and place, a few sections to thin down or bulk up but for the most part it is all coming together and … Continue reading I Wrote A Book (update)
The Last Time
I used to hope I was still the one now I leave your name on the tip of my tongue see, the whiskey has my mouth sore enough and had me forgetting that a fuck aint love and for a moment I stopped judging my men by their signs and for a moment I forgot … Continue reading The Last Time
Judas
with his kisses came secrets Thats when i found my name under a bus Put there by you, Judas His kisses told me everything i didn't know About you, About life I fucked him untill my name was mine again Untill you faded out of view... on that very same bus you threw my name … Continue reading Judas
Muzzle
Do not cover my mouth. I do not need a muzzle. I am not a pup on the leash that is your absent masculinity. Maybe you are the mutt? Dry humping me against the wall of your apartment, hoping to assert yourself as some kind of alfa male... taking away my voice, pulling back my … Continue reading Muzzle
Rumour Has It
I heard he treats you badly Gets right into your face and shouts and screams Is cunt really his favorite word? He sounds like a lot of work I heard you were saying that we fought all the time I fought from my obsession with loving you... Does he do the same? You once said you … Continue reading Rumour Has It
I get lost
sometimes I don't know who I am, i get lost in all the wrong faces and lose myself in the people who aren't worth my feelings. I drain myself to flood their soul and leave myself hollow. Hoping, just hoping that one day they will see me for more than I am. They never do. … Continue reading I get lost
delicate
delicate blooms that fill my hands do you see me yet? petals falling to the floor like all that you forget i love you so and that you know hands upon my face spring sun shines inside your eyes with only lovers grace
Laughing Emoji
Some say the sound of true happiness is laughter. Lately I've been reminded what it feels like to really laugh, you know that type of laughter that hurts your stomach, makes you ache and creates red faces and swollen cheeks? Yeah, just like that. New faces and places, embraces and spaces all negativity replaced. No … Continue reading Laughing Emoji
Butterflies
He sliced open my gut and let them all escape. Flying from my open wound gone without a trace. All thats left, the wings of dust, the ones that didn't make it. Now when I kiss his waiting lips, all I can do is fake it.
Ryon Maverick 