It's Zenobia

Tell me where it hurts And I'll show you The places Where you let love in Where you let love win Over your emotions It settled deep Down In your bones Swallowed you whole And you smiled While It spread through you It's warmth soothed you It's weight proved you Could carry the world On your shoulders You were bowled over By emotions Opened Only to be broken You are now sober And God If it doesn't Hurt all over It's all over A short lived bliss This is the truth of love There is only sweet In the youth of love And that sweet seeps Deep Trapping you Mapping you Finding all your secrets Your weakness And asking you To sacrifice In it's name A prayer on your tongue Knees on concrete You strain To prove yourself To move yourself To renew yourself For love To be everything and anything Just because It needs nothing No reason That's the magic of this drug Tell me where it hurts And I promise That's it's lov...

There are tunnels  under the streets  where people like me  tend to place their feet one in front of the other far from the others  above us  they love us  when we willingly  walk on eggshells when we let well enough alone when our voices  are whispers  we have an abundance  of spirit  but they  must never hear it  they can use  abuse it  profit  stop it from ever letting us  getting ahead of ourselves but they will never  agree to let it be ours  we need to be cowered  to seem agreeable to be deemed  the right kind of person  as we are pressed into the earth  with ever present grins on dim faces wasted never does seem feasible  but its the truth for us  it's this or the noose for us  its people as products  when they have the use for us  some of us though  can't be co...

I kept telling myself that I was strong That I needed no one but me And I was sold On this whole Single solitary female But, I don't feel well I don't feel anything but this ache This need to place your name, your face In the hollow of my heart This, is hard A permanent pressure on my skin The need to have you In all the space of me Without guilt or guile Be honest with myself, for once These miles are better crossed by two And so I own this truth And bask in this ache for you

These men like mountains I’m jumping off and dying at the base of them Broken open hoping as I ache for them A doll shattered scattered across the wake of them Skin tender at the seams where my bones break clean Through to join the places placed in front of me Hips splayed legs stray apart far away from each other Under the pressure of being greeted by needs that need kneading Eyes encounter Eden greedy seeing for moments Before I fall, the scope of walls of blue blanketing my view Take in clouds careful in my gentle palms Drink in the air as I fall, graceful, calm On on on, down to end life Where it begins in him, spring from this Waterfalls meet fall, getting wetter, treading water, Foam churned, as rocks spurn waves Covered coated soaking for days in the heady fragrance Flavor of sea salts stalled on my tongue leaving thirst in it’s place Take full long drinks of him, even eyes closed know his face Teach my lungs the strength to bare the ...

Little Inconsistencies Insisting We Or rather I Should reconsider The way your tongue Forms letters To words To curve Around the truth In waves Inevitable ways To  deceive But you concede to the simplicity Of language Of me Hanging On your every bitter word Served lukewarm To what you assume Is an unsophisticated palate I have it There on the tip On the pink Of my tongue The taste of us Undone by your lies Little Letters Littered At my feet I worked late I worked straight Through lunch I’m just not feeling much In the mood So I brood In the corner And think Think Think On the receipts That you leave Lying around The whispered conversations The sensation That we are not alone That your time Is not your own That you owe More to amex than you have spent On me, or us Or them And this love Breeds contempt Breathes And then Clears its head It will not be bent We have not developed Its elasticity This love Will break Wi...

I made notes On the way he chose To love me Listless From a distance With my flaws on his tongue For all who'd listen Loudest for me, How we could be, if I was just better I made notes so I could remember How I let someone's love shape me How I was smart to break free I made notes and chose To save me, Made my own definition, trust me I chose to love me

The tears I refuse to cry Fill my lungs And I slowly Die Stubborn attempts at strength Leave me spent And I say my name quietly The letters roll around my mouth Press against my teeth And ask me What it all means Who am I Why can't I figure this out All the years of living  Leave me confused at who I see My name, my name, my name It used to mean something and I Can't remember, how, or why or When it changed