sun
i am planting the morning
every night for you
so that you feel rested
when you bloom between the branches.
and when you burn the morning mist
away
i’ll be sleeping
in your glow
little
he talked out of the side
of his mouth
and i kept imagining the fist
or the windshield
or whatever thing that broke his tooth
and what poetic line
he probably said
as the blood dripped from his nose
down his chin
tipping his head to the side.. you know.
and he was everyones favorite
everyones crush
his own god.
———
but not mine
not mine
absent
sorry.
dissapointment
comes in all different colors.
mine was green
and red, red
i just wanted you
to..
———
i just wanted you.
go
i want your right side
to my left
growing grass in the air
and my hair tangling up
up,
i want the mountains
ahead of us
pine and willow and frost
all cradled in my grasp
i want to turn the music up and scream
i want to turn it down
listen to you grumble into the night
and feel comforted by it
i want your hands around both sides of my face.
i want to park somewhere
and forget the morning
until the sun
wakes me up
heat
the summer
would suck the moisture
from the air
and we didn’t need a blanket
or even a comfortable spot
to lay our heads
as long as we had the morning
to peel our skin away from one another
shake the sleepy
from our heads
bells
they are ringing
but they are quiet
calm and simple
———
i wonder sometimes
if they ever ring
for you
awake
i noticed spring today
saw it slink up
from the earth
stretching its long back
as if waking up
from a quiet nap
where the blankets were heavy,
the bed a wreck,
and it’s hair in wild knots
———
i want to buy it coffee
watch it smile sleepily at me
over the rim
of its mug
literatilust asked: Regarding match.. Wow. Wow. My god, Jessalyn, you nailed it.. Beautiful..
thank you!
match
i wanted you to fall through my door
the way paper burns,
the way it consumes the edges
in dark ragged rows
that orange glow
below the flame
i wanted you
like that, not careful
but bold
so when you take me again
and you will,
i want to be the paper
