March 1
My thoughts drift to the breeze of
Your real death
If it's tomorrow, what will your last
Memory of me be?
Will you even know my face at all?
I pray you don't forget me
When you pass, whenever, wherever.
I won't forget your name
March 2
Watching an ant, trapped and struggling
Mandibles mincing wordless cries
Each leg askew as if contorted by fear
There are two options
Kiss it with your heel and let it ascend
Or pity it and let it flail at oblivion
The ant is my friend, my dear love
Death is the only guarantee and
I can't read the twin scales
Built by God
Power is a weighty spear clasped
In my hand
Help I'm afraid of the consequences
March 3
I can feel my heart slipping out of your hand
Your grasp was never tight by your design
It always took more
My fingers gently curled over yours
An unknowable and mistaken interlocking
Forming a mesh net of unadulterated feeling
Offering empty support to a heart of little contentment
Each mindless swath loosens your grip a bit
I am overwhelmed by what to do
With this Godforsaken pulse
Now that I am unwillingly ready to depart
Your hand would never hold it alone
But I was content to put all of myself
Into a simple connection
And leave it in all of its unrequited glory
I think I'll just leave it in the dirt
It is much better to be trampled
Than to be without you
I would hold your hand forever
And that would be enough
Enough
Enough
Enough
March 4
We treat our bodies like caveats
Caught in the act of being alive
Forcing unholy gales through the maw
A blizzard of words
Struggling to justify another day
Spent alive
March 5
I wish home could mean happy
Then I could be home with you
No need to waste time
On brick and shingle
Focus on knowing
The nooks of one another
And celebrating
In the rain
March 6
If ever I forgot what love feels like
I only need to think of you
If ever I forgot what love looks like
I only need to look at you
If ever I forgot what love tastes like
I only need to kiss you
If ever I forgot what love sounds like
I only need to listen to you
March 7
Heaven is just a room in the sky
No entrance or exit
A shimmering eternity,
Mistaken for a gleam
In a child's eye
More real than believed
March 8
If you're fond of sand dunes
You wouldn't devour the moon
That can't be fair to the ocean
No consideration for its emotion
Consider the dust with brevity
Stare down your own longevity
Lie back and glare at Mercury
Choose not to be cursory
March 9
Arpeggiated shudders on a Monday
Allow yourself a single detour
Insist that it won't take long
While intrinsically knowing that
It will break you
Like an egg tossed into traffic
March 10
The sound of two names in one breath
It breaks me
I wish it didn't
But I know that's a lie
Strung together like failing rope
A rush of blood into
Flushed fingers
Snap, out of it
It never works
And instead I'm
Left here thinking
About you
And about dying
But mostly about you
March 11
Why this waste of perfume?
It would have been better spent
On anything other than me
A handful of gratitude
Poured into the dirt
To no avail
The pleasant scent does nothing to
Mask the crackling odor of blood
But it's poured anyways
In the name of shameless
Undeserved love
March 12
The idea that humans are
Born
Incomplete is bizarre
Created specifically
To not be whole
Fill life with Something Good
Never quite full
Never more than three quarters
March 13
Place trust in a basket
No one ever knows its physiognomy
Carved from intuition
And masked by inhibition
A daily study in blindness,
Laughing with your mysterious tongue
It is accepted as a consequence
Of existing with company
March 14
Every time I see you
I fall back in love
Baffled by my heart's capacity
Still cursed by waning wavelengths
Comes back as a tidal wave
Every time
March 15
Is it cheaper
When I say
"I would die
For you"
If I want
To die
The growing number
Seeps into
An infinite pool
Of rainwater
Sobbed by clouds
At the thought
Of an ascendant
Ending
March 16
Snowflakes arrive in defiance of the sun
Shuttered by myriad eyelids
Swallow the anchor in your lungs or
Suffer the consequences
Sleep now or forever hold your peace
Significance self-tested over and over
Splendor showcases a lack of results
Suffocate your parents with
Selfless acts of
Suicidal tendencies
Screaming
"Sorry"
March 17
If I make myself more alone
Will I feel closer to you?
Forcibly clear the room
In the hope that you fill it
But you never do
So I'm still alone
The blessing of the inevitable
March 18
Gaze between the gaps
Ignore the cement in your toes
Think about lips and breathing and...
Citywide dichotomies wafting
Through a curling breeze
Intertwined membranes
Hallucinated from below
Somehow the best in weeks
March 19
"Alone, together" is a fine saying
It cradles a blessed duality
Decimated by a crowd
Sea of fleeting eyes
Rending my claimed personhood
Like heartfelt satin
Haunted by imagined rainfall
March 20
Envy is exceptionally human
"Thou shalt not covet"
Glance at something and
Suddenly it's
All you want
Lusty partner of jealousy
"Thou shalt not covet"
Felt unwillingly, deliberately
March 21
I wear you on my face
Implicit in every crease
Bent over in prayerful deference
Harpies that devour every chord
Oh, to be without a rhythm
Jealous of the possessors of masks
Emptiness is easiest to express
Regardless
March 22
Hallucinate an answer to
the unsolvable question
Lust after a paper ideal
of what is unattainable
Crave the crumbling,
this empire of muslin
Fantasize about being
profoundly more alone
March 23
Tantalizing cerulean reminds me of drowning
Just another temptation
The sky is jealous of the waves' movement
Just another empty promise
Witness the war of cloud versus crest
Just another shimmer
Let pure blue cradle your blessed lungs
Just another temptation
March 24
The rest is also noise, a Father
who hears but
Doesn't seem to listen
Take time to convince your
Heart
That it is worth speaking to
Call me an insistent child
Bursting with
unadulterated affluence
March 25
Baffled by you
Delicately inhale
Every day reminds me
Of my love for you
Capture the firefly
Affection
Never let it go
March 26
Such infeasible beauty
Strewn about from
A rib
Naturalistic desire
Crafted from
Lusty pale curvature
An ocean
Borne of bone
Keep your heart
Stitched in a well
Or else it will be
Absorbed by the
Most unimaginable cage
March 27
My favorite contradiction is
How I can hardly carry my
Own burden, yet I crave more
Than anything else to lift
And steal the pain of others and
Stack it upon my crumpled
Form; to let you sing your
Aches into my mouth so I
Can choke on them without
Hesitation. I suppose it would
Be easier to remove the rod
From my left eye, but I would
Much rather be blinded completely
To make it easier for you and to
Prove that you deserve love.
March 28
The sunflower is not defined by its attitude
Instead, it demands for color to be
Sewn into its petals
I would imagine it is jealous of lavender
For its ability to delicate the nostrils
Of the curious and free.
Plus it's a coffee flavor.
That's damn cool.
March 29
Nitpick a sock around the static
That replaced your foot
Listen closely and you will hear
Mostly nothing
Wear your kingdom of noise
Like a toe-shaped badge
Worth being proud of
March 30
Nothing is whole
Impossible to complete
Without first crafting
Mortar and brick
Hysterical masonry gone mad
Trying to justify its
Infernal existence
March 31
Elect a poll:
Which is more impossible
to enter?
The essence of God,
time, man, space,
nature, soul, sol,
feeling, art, belief,
rage, sound, hurt, life,
breath, emptiness, dying...
A life without eyes.
