death was
weightlessness
unpacking all
the bad karma you
accumulated against
the good
life was juicy
a study in animation
test flight of the soul
not to demonize
dying
#katyamills
death was
weightlessness
unpacking all
the bad karma you
accumulated against
the good
life was juicy
a study in animation
test flight of the soul
not to demonize
dying
#katyamills
when dead broke the bills
get big and ferocious they yell at you
late @ night cant get no sleep
growing up u discover u
your own problem now
billy
#katyamills
like indy cars life
engine buzzing
flies by
checkered flags
means your through
hopefully they made it
2 the finish line
too
the girlfriend
the wreaths
cow milk
4 you
#katyamills
life once was song
created and produced by crickets
ina full throated silence
now
flying down a dirt road at dusk
consumed with emotion
she demands
we find another
gear
#katyamills
life like
a switchblade
it can be used
against you
#katyamills
how does one describe the exhalation of breath
the incomplete gesture the
tangible space suddenly
apparent?
there is a part of me died with you
a fragment
a trailing cry pulling at my hair
wanting to lash out and
break…
something to see
the color of blood as
a way in
as a way out
to look for you
all this is like a poem that never will be written
to die to find you
to leave this alien place premature
and come home
i wanna say how grateful i am. what a wonderful life. today is gonna see rain in a dry land. what could be more welcome than tears to a hardened, willful visage? when life was wonderful was now
i am so lucky to even live
so many in my circles they
passed on
may the thankfulness
live forever. if nothing
else
fightin to breath
swamped with media
loving you
mad at a careless system
sometimes it feels like
the last day
and
our boots crush the leaves
trodding on
into the thick
of it