Collection of recent poems

ruin 

keep walking until my feet leave me alone

ten blocks and nothing to show for myself

i dont remember what i just said

i just know that i want you here

and that another shot might kill me

everythings spinning

please come save me

because youre all that i need

there’s so many words hidden behind your eyes

 

 

broadripple 

smokey hallways

eyes like christmas

there’s a cloud in my head

it’s a different kind of lonely

i drink myself near death

there’s a genie at the bottom of the bottle

drowning in my faked imagined victory

i need to save her

she’s all i have

there’s a cloud in my head

and i can’t see anyone through it

everything turns to sex

when i’m not on your mind thoughts

suddenly everything’s fragile

watching you breathe

there’s a cloud in my head

and i can’t see anyone through it

or maybe they’ve all left

 

 

they. 

she walks away to clean her hands

while he photographs the scene.

his memories keep and shift

what she doesn’t care to remember.

she sits alone

while he waits for something he no longer believes in.

he screams himself to sleep at night

so the angels feel something inside.

she kisses him for the taste of alcohol

still left on his breath.

she doesn’t understand

and he no longer cares.

 

 

somenothing 

confessing to an empty bottle

which once brought us hope/

we used to stare up into the sky

through the dark side of my soul along the plastic glow

and make wishes in the graveyards

that frightened you to tears/

i long for the time we’ll never have

and fragment my washed-out desire/

the recognition of my hollow emotions

when our love affairs with the medicine cabinet

are made the front page

focus.

midday charades questioning my motives

that i twist into a new form of familiar.

i don’t want to sanction my regret

by losing another piece of who i was.

instants flash in my mind

and arrange a smile on my lips when no one’s around.

my thoughts are inebriated with images of you

and seem somehow astigmatic amidst my dreams.

The Perks of Being A Wallflower trailer

Seeing as Perks is my all-time favourite book, I have to share the trailer that JUST premiered on here. Stephen Chbosky has done his book justice, it’s beautiful and you can see it here.

lightning-cracked veins

instruments in the dark

voices in my head

in tune with the beat of your heart

i feel a pulling in my dreams

a fucked desire to separate my lives

burning everything my eyes meet

scream three words no one wants

beguiling myself with things i’m regretting

when every other person is worth forgetting

solemn

heading to parties on undetermined streets

behind things they can’t speak of/

between its colours

the bruising sky smells of the nightmares

that seemed too real/

everyone’s sitting wasted

he waits

as she makes out with every hypothetical boy but him/

the vodka on his breath tickles

saying ‘darling, go to hell

i’m waiting for you there’/

tracing their scars

their wrists quiver with the frailty of meaningless art/

finally confessing

he whispers ‘i’m so lost’

to realize everyone’s gone

between

a blind woman feels the brush strokes

reading a language of imagination

 

the way they break you down

the moment after the reality sinks in

 

slowly you’re becoming something so overpowering

like the stench of religion on a warrior’s blood

 

the way their eyes meet

again and again

always heartbeats away

 

spindling hidden thoughts from intoxicated tongues

you’re so beautiful with bloodshot eyes

 

the way your skin rests upon your finespun bones

the words your soft lips whisper in my ear

 

‘who do you see when you strip down your thoughts?’

and ‘I’ve got you figured out, you silly thing’

Paralyze me

conversations grab interest by the hand once the sun runs away.

crafting gods out of first impressions, we kill every flaw we dismissed.

the dreamers-turned-alcoholics have run out of ideas

and the romantics are choking on their words;

but suddenly nothing rhymes and everything feels like a question

once you’ve run out of answers.

lullabies we sing, begging them not to leave us-

knowing our paths always re-collide in the end.

we just want someone to toy with our minds

and a smile as beautiful as the smell of rain

to greet us at the end of days we’d rather forget.

While the Kid’s Napping

*Author’s Note: this is strictly for the sake of writing something fictitiously haunting*

 

Sleep quietly, child, don’t mind what’s behind your closet door,
Disregard what licks your hand beneath your bed,
I swear there’s really no creature upon your floor.

These things you claim are true I beg you to ignore
Your little mind should not fear the living dead,
Nor monsters or ghouls or mindless gore.

Please be calm, child, when you hear that “beast’s roar”
Your imagination has clearly been mislead,
There can’t possibly be any demons in your sock drawer.

All is calm in the night…just please be silent, I implore
And sleep soundly, for nothing has to be said.
I’ll watch you close your eyes and dream sweet dreams galore.

Your open window is nothing to be scared for.
Don’t be tortured by those scary stories you’ve read,
They’re all fiction like I told you at the book store.

As you turn out your lights, don’t be scared for
Your parents clearly love you.
And I do too, so please try to ignore
Little old me in the corner with my chloroform.

CHUCK season 5 DVD Cover Art

Since the perfect end to a perfect show back in January, I’ve mostly been in tears over our loss of the greatest show ever.

The cover art for the final season was just released today, and it’s so beautiful that I want to cry.

Being with Chuck since the very beginning, I feel such a strong connection to it and all fellow Chucksters, and I’m clearly still not completely over it.

Anyway, let’s boost those sales so that we can get a movie out of it. (If you check WB’s twitter, they’re on board, we just need to show them we are )

Here’s the incredible cover art, giving everyone a chance to shine! Available May 8th.

Young Love Serenade

I want to ring all their doorbells and run away with you beside me.

I want to trip into a snow bank with you and kiss in slow motion.

I want to watch you walk down the staircase elegantly without you even trying.

I want to brush your hair behind your ear and listen to your giggle.

I want to bring you flowers on a rainy day.

I want to laugh with you in the moonlight until it hurts.

I want to fall asleep to you humming along to your favorite song.

I want to stargaze and make up constellations with you.

I want to get lost on an adventure to somewhere undetermined.

I want to get lost in your eyes.