It's Zenobia

Sitting still I do my best  To take shallow breaths  So I don't spill  These tears  And drown myself  Because  I have no  Life jacket Life saver  No one to notice me  Not being braver So I hold still So still Till I reabsorb  This pain And add yet another layer To contain All the things that ever hurt me To continue to hold it all Together, to stay worthy To continue  To be all things  Everyone around me needs  Still, Measured,  Careful, This is  The only way  I breathe

There are things I want  That I ask you for When you're not looking  Or listening  I speak  And leave The words in the tight spaces  Between my teeth Pass them silently to you  When we breathe Hot hard gasps  Against our needs  And yet you never seem to hear And so I never seem to be Satisfied in this thing  We insist On calling love When we both know It's merely more  Of the same things as before  Because  By now We are old enough to pretend We never made mistakes  And so it must  Be someone else To blame So I speak  And share  And shout  My needs When you're furthest away from me And you offer lies  And apologies As freely as you please Smiles plastered  On empty faces And we take this as a sign We are no good  No fun No one  Will be the thing we need  No one  Will ever hear us speak So we go our separate ways  Cycles idle Now make haste To start things  We will...

Brown Waves Bee stung lips Skin  Rich caramel With cinnamon freckles Speckled Across the bridge  Of a small broad nose And scattered  Like stars Onto her cheeks  The  Tiny gold hoop Barely visible  Until  She throws her head back In a laugh  That's warm  And honeyed Like her voice Small hands  With long fingers  Linger Across her mouth  As is her habit When she's  Having  A good good time  Smile wide Teeth  Large  Strong  White  Hidden  By her self conscious  Habits  Nose crinkles Always  She resembles in her own eyes A bunny  Rabbit Rapid, rolling laughter Brings tears  To the corner Of eyes Shaped almost Like almonds  Lashes  Long  Especially at the ends Giving a wide eyed look  Like maybe  She's shy  But those coffee eyes Show no signs So maybe  She's coy Maybe she toys With the idea  Of making up  The parts of her...