writerReader

writerReader Jan 2015

I . . .

i hear her
crackle and her
cackle and her
clomping and
her stomping and
i feel her
silver hair and
her
rotten
air

#air #crack #crackling #rotten #cackle #dramatic

writerReader Jan 2015

Gone

When I'm gone
will my name be
pressed against
the
stars.
Will
my tears grow
a willow tree filled with
twinkling lights?

#gone #why #lights #willow

writerReader Jan 2015

ThisIsLove

when I put my head of
silly thoughts on your chest
I think only: "this
is what love is"

#love #life #heart #poem

writerReader Jan 2015

Dancing

with your dancing hands
with your lithe fingers will you
calm my thrashing heart

#heart #calm #hands #life

writerReader Jan 2015

pixies

sometimes
pixies
whisper
in my ear
at
night

#night #pixies #whisper

writerReader Jan 2015

Shatter

one day i might

shatter

these glass walls
and trudge with
weeping
blood across the
broken
shards

#shatter #emo

writerReader Jan 2015

Hair

sometimes I
reach within
the fragile paper of
this book to
glide
my fingers through
your silver
hair

#hair #reading #silver