keep me in the cradle

keep me in the crib

rock me if you're able

keep calling me baby

Misery Express

At first I thought there could be beauty in this breakdown
but at some point I ended up in a different passenger car and it's
cramped and cold and the train left the tracks days ago

Don't you remember how your whistling made me cry when I
was a day away across the ocean?

Cursed

This heart is the dog by the door
waiting for its owner
who died
you can try
but there's no way to make it
understand that
he's not coming home anymore.

Excuse me if I

break my own heart tonight
to get today's pain over with.

This head is a whirlpool on a rollercoaster.

Stark

How beautiful is a whale skeleton alone on the beach?
And how unbearably sad?

I know it's the wrong way of thinking

but does anyone know the way back to 2004?
I think it was a good year.

sad sad girl

I wonder when someday is. I've been wondering that for too long. I turn down my street and scan it for the white jeep in front of my house I check my mailbox every time I'm at the front door when I go out to my car after work I hold my breath and look quickly for anything on my windshield every big white vehicle driving up beside me check my email a million times every day pray

watch the intersection outside at work could you would you drive by to feel close to me just think of me on the scooter around and around the cul-de-sac with my hair blowing behind me

Here Again

As many times as I felt myself trying to claw my way out
there was always your face and the way you held me, even briefly, when I absolutely couldn't stand anymore
and the drive through zoo
and eureka springs
and everything

and everything

I think people have gotten through things like this before
but I always thought we were different
and I wonder what the jagged, keloid scars look like on their hearts and how often they have to grab their chests and catch their breath

damn our pasts for making us weak

now in the mirror my face is a smear