Friday, April 14, 2017

she said: you're not boring, i'm just bored with you

i don't want you anymore
i don't love you anymore
go away
go away
go away

Friday, March 10, 2017

i'm the invisible man who can't stop staring at the mirror

i want to make you as lonely as me
so you can get, get addicted to this

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

he's the most beautiful man i've ever met.

"You know when, sometimes, you meet someone so beautiful, and then you actually talk to them and five minutes later they're as dull as a brick. But then there's other people, and you meet them and you think, Not bad. They're okay. And then you get to know them and their face just sort of becomes them, like their personality's written all over it. And they just - they turn into something so beautiful."

Monday, November 21, 2016

this daydream is dangerous

and i'll do anything you say
if you say it with your hands

Sunday, November 20, 2016

things written on my phone:

Once you become aware of the way a person smells, it is so hard to forget.

What I said:
"My friend has a beach house right down there."
What I wanted to say:
"That's where I wrote you a poem after you broke my heart (the first time) at the end of last September.
And she was drunk and I was sad (and I was drunk too) and I'd never felt more alone than that night when we ate mac and cheese and fell asleep watching movies."

trying to extract the taste of coffee from your lips

I thought of you in Manzanita today
And your ten thousand cats and your cluttered home
And I remembered finding your granddaughters on Facebook
And wondering if they remembered me too
How the first poem I ever wrote was for you
Back when I still believed in angels

It's not funny when you joke about getting old and forgetting
Don't you know that's been my greatest fear for twenty years?
I've been having the same nightmare over and over since I was five
That you can't remember my face anymore

Tires buried under your teeth
Treading along your tongue
Burnt rubber rising from the back of your throat like bile
For weeks and weeks
Like an animal rotting in your gums

I wondered if I could summon you
Like a demon or the devil himself
By playing the mixtape I made for you
Over and over and over again

Monday, March 21, 2016


just let me forget how much i miss you.

Monday, August 17, 2015

You know, it's funny. When you look at someone through rose-colored glasses, all the red flags just look like flags.

"What happened, BoJack?"
"Same thing that always happens. You didn't know me. Then you fell in love with me. And now you know me."

Thursday, June 18, 2015

i need a new partner in crime and your shotgun

i just need enough of you to dull the pain
just to get me through the night ‘til we’re twins again
‘til we’re stripped down to our skeletons again
‘til we’re saints just swimming in our sins again

Sunday, June 14, 2015

a play and a rose and a fuck in your backseat

in an alternate universe somewhere
tonight was a perfect night
and you weren’t an asshole
and i wasn’t angry
and we were in love
and it didn’t hurt

Saturday, May 31, 2014

I wrote a story and we changed the ending.

And since I have to be in love with someone—since I need to be in love with someone—maybe I could be in love with someone like you.