3.org/TR/xhtml1/DTD/xhtml1-transitional.dtd"> Gray Matter
On the Floor

In the dark
We found
Us there

Chins, faces,
Hands, silence

Out of the noise
That only deafness
You left something


Do our bodies


when we wake up on bad days?

Do they try to keep us

under the warmth of


& try to protect us from

the world?

Do our showers try to hold back the hot water?

Our coffee cups- refusing to hold our drink?

And our cars,

do they know too?

So when they’re refusing to start,

they’re actually trying to save us

from experiencing the bad.

But we don’t listen,

& we plow on ignoring

the warning signs of our life,

galloping with tremendous speed



Easy is his thing too I guess.

(Source: tastefullyoffensive)


I don’t want to
Commit my
Finger that’s to the right of my
Pinky finger
(On my left hand)
To someone that I have to
Continuously fight

Fighting against,
You think but
Fighting for
Is what I’m doing.

I’m tired of giving you strength
When you scarcely breathe
Anything back
Into me.

I am crying a
Begging a
Desperating a
Please do not tell me
The words
That so many others
Have said.

Please don’t use the words that
Begin with
“So I’ve been thinking”
“I feel like..”

I’m at the foot at
Your mercy & I’m
Begging you
To please
Please don’t
Crush that vena cava
That runs into the atrium
& then through the ventricles.

Don’t destroy the
Thing that anchors the
Back of my throat.

But I have no heart.

(Source: Spotify)

(Source: Spotify)

"Do You Like This Too?"

"Where is your favorite place to be touched?"
“Is it here?”

"Am I warmer?"
“Warmer.. Warmer.. Warmer….”
“Warmer.. Harder….”

I didn’t know that
Fingers could tiptoe
Until yours tripped
Over the waistband of
My red lace panties
& then


Your hands had never
Played such a melody
On that classical guitar
You know so well
-the type of thing that requires

But then
And then
And then
It was like the dramatic
Heaves of wanting chest
And the uncomfortable
Groaning of my thighs
Cried out to you
And told you
Just how to play

Because you
Dear sweet boy
Dear sweet man,
And all your future that
You have promised me,
You merely rose up into me
And you


I was a slippery
Instrument and you,
My dark musician,


(Source: Spotify)

Shallow Breathing

I will create you
To slide into me
And lift me in ways that
I will lose my breath

I will keep your heart
On my nightstand

And your beard
On my desk

I will make a home
For your tired body

And I will put those eyes
Next to the window-ledge

I have created a place
For you
And until the day when we
Exchange a certain “Hhmmm”
I will keep you safe,
In my head-
Until the day when we,
When I,
Can keep you safe
In my bed.

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh … And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new

e.e. cummings (i like my body when it is with your body)

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                          “‘That the powerful play goes on,

                           and you may contribute a verse.’

                               What will your verse be?”

(Source: finding-a-way-to-fall-asleep)