I miss you, but really I miss myself I don't miss you at all.
You say all these things t keep me but really there isn't a single ounce of proof that you mean them.
I lost respect for myself in the presence of you. I shouldn't be scared of you but I am. You yell far too often and I don't want to think of what could come next. I want to say good bye but I don't want to break your heart I don't want you to stop having emotions. But I have to leave you
I feel sad, miserable even and I feel put on the back burner. You wouldn't really drop everything for me. So stop promising. I don't want to be around you anymore but I am scared to break your heart. I've been in those shoes. But I was just with you because you were there when no one else was but that's just because I knew you worshiped the ground I walked on.
We are toxic and I have to say good bye my darling.
You make me sad.

In Spring my feet shake ash
like pony in morning do
Race the sun to graze upon the
fruits bearing seed and drum
Hum an i tea cups of id i yums!

Why yuo
Boyes calla gurl kute den turn rounde
To say she ugly.
I thinke yuo da ugly one.

the whiteness of ghosts,
winter flowers,

songs of the night
falling through
the leaves,

the old dark ache
of the skies,

our love
naked in its seas.

When all else faileth
Let me and thine own amour queen Jane;
Powerfully prevaileth.


©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane nagley dedication/Filipino rose
©Lonesome poets poetry