our energy burning hot
guarded close to the heart
we talked until our tears
dried. the monsters by candlelight
walking the walls pushed
round by the wind
in a hopeless place we
made a pact sincere and fought
like hell #katyamills
Tag Archives: writing
july 28
heavy metals hung off her
neck oiled and glistening up
against the market forces
she set her sights high above church steeples
lightning rods and monarch
crowns. the world would honor
you by letting you live awhile
so long as you gave her
your all
#katyamills
what’s going on
like soda and downers like red meat and cigarettes
amphetamines and painkillers they swore off the news
now they have no idea what’s going on.
it’s the best thing that never happened
#katyamills
worlds like poems
some are clear bright
and calm others messy dangerous
and deafening some
endure others gone in an instant
collective memory keepin them alive
like poems worlds begin
and end #katyamills
july love
she was filling out unemployment forms
gulping polish vodka
an easy forgotten sense of safety
rocked toe to heel in the darkest corner of the bar
he lit a newport @ the edge of her lip and
with hopes of having her
played therapist
#katyamills
423am
run on 4 hours sleep
ice cream for breakfast wash
it down with house coffee they
dont paint a great face they wont
talk too much smack they aint
buttoned up in the finest fabrics
they just work hard a long day
ahead and they mean it
sincerely #katyamills
fiasco
its serious
she been seeing things again
someone got roped into a fiasco
someone needs saving
she tells him but he dont believe
hes looking for an angle
a tenderness to attack he
wants to start a fight
playfully
#katyamills
yarn
im a yarn ball rolling
under the door and out into the sun
im less complicated
they only need me when its cold im
less arrogant than u see i dont
know nothin i got holes in me cuz
im unlearnin stuff
#katyamills
noreaster
over the blast of the nor’easter
he yelled give er a little gas!
the panting dog of a truck
fired up she clawed the wheel
he pushed with all of his might
defrosting in the booth
of a diner a half hour later
they laughed and laughed
and laughed #katyamills
tēotha
on the tongue
sense of time and place and mood
and position dissolved
one matter arose like a tithe
to settle a turbulent spirit
they took the deepest breath
and had it out
