Saturday, August 10, 2019

I'VE MADE FRIENDS
WITH A PIZZA BOX
BESIDE MY BED

A SINGLE PIECE OF OLIVE
DRIED UP TO A CRISP
SINGS ME TALES OF
THERAPY SESSIONS
I HAVEN'T DARED
TO ADMIT I NEED

MY FRIEND, A DRIED UP
SMUDGE OF
GARLIC SAUCE
INSULTS ME WHILE I WEEP

MY FRIEND, A STRING OF CHEESE
LOOKS OVER ME AS I SLEEP

MY FRIEND, A SINGLE PIECE
OF DRIED TOMATO
WAKES ME UP SO I CAN WATCH IT
SLOWLY TURN INTO
A CRISP,

THE PIZZA BOX
BESIDE MY BED

WATCHES ME EAT, WATCHES ME DRINK
WATCHES ME HAVE PANIC ATTACKS
WHEN THE WALLS START TO
CAVE IN

MY MOTHER NEVER TAUGHT ME
HOW TO FIND THE STRENGTH
TO CLEAN MY ROOM

BUT HER MOTHER NEVER TAUGHT
HER HOW TO TIE HER SHOES
SO I NEVER LEARNED UNTIL
I KEPT TUMBLING OVER AT SCHOOL

MY FATHER NEVER TAUGHT ME
HOW TO FIND THE STRENGTH
TO CLEAN MY ROOM

BUT HIS FATHER NEVER TAUGHT HIM
HOW TO CRY WHEN HE HAD TO
SO I NEVER LEARNED UNTIL
I HAD TO



IT'S BEEN FOUR MONTHS
SINCE IV'E MADE FRIENDS
WITH THE PIZZA BOX
BESIDE MY BED

MAYBE ITS TIME
THAT I TALKED
TO SOMEONE
ABOUT IT









Friday, August 2, 2019

My love, you have always been
The brightest star against the sky
I have ever seen
But there must come a time,
Where you shine so bright
That i mistake you for
The sun