a-coffin.life

Tag: poetry

  • Adopted hometown;

    same old fights and faces fade
    like smoky sunsets.

  • Your lies

    have been my truth
    for our whole tangled life;
    mutually assured my ass,
    brother.

  • My vagus nerve knows

    when the air is turning sour;
    I’d better listen.

  • May to December

    feels so much longer alone.
    You stole my grief, too.

  • Said too much too soon

    and now I’m sure we’ll fizzle
    down to well wishes.

  • Writing my own fate

    once again; no prophecies,
    only tough choices.

  • My Spotify Wrapped

    should bear a bold disclaimer,
    “One year of troubles.”

  • Guts but no glory;

    guess my blood is “really red”
    and moves too slowly.

  • Pilot

    light has gone out;
    I’m only gas now, low
    at your feet and begging you to
    relight.

  • You haven’t seen me

    in some time, and so I’m scared
    you’ll see through me now.