I want
the candle
to burn down
and melt away,
the contained energy
to be set free
from the glow
and heat.
Cold, hard,
dried wax
on my knees,
nothing left
to need,
lie here
on repeat.

Drawn back
from the dreams you bring
I'm all left feet
out of step to the dance
you teach
I step on toes,
God I love you
out of beat
off key
maybe there's a
melody?

Josh Harris


I offer ask offer
a prayer
of to the beautiful
that they may see me
as I see them
feel me as I feel them
please earn ask feed
dream love star mind
believe seek save
hold remember stalk
kill resurrect purchase
vote sky sand foam
kite raft smoke
pill t-shirt
me as I do them.
Give me a beautiful
junior detective badge
of hope and validation
a gold star of freedom
to love think say spend
sell borrow
on and on
until I'm one too
one too
one too
then I will live.

*note* When I wrote this poem, I didn't even know what "cutting" was...It isn't about that.

 

Cut 3/12/00

 

center warmth and pain

the more I cut out

the more returns again

I close my eyes

focus, focus, focus

on something

on anything

on nothing left to lose or gain

 

 

 

Just for fun

 

Toss away your last match

pour water

on the warm

bubbling wax

 

In the dark

and silence

you can start again

you can make

anything happen...

 

 

 

Too much love
falling from bloated skies
floods the mind and corrupts
the soul
wasted
on his dirt
decreasing the value
of your heart
in his jaded eyes.
You are only making mud.

Cold flesh and 

In a reverse photo
negative reality
we stay flash stunned
afraid of anything,
everything that could
occur in the blink of an eye (of newt)
flutter (of a crow's wing)
leaves falling,
sun setting,
our souls are ill-fitting
and full of holes
where dreams used to be.