Poetry

Your Password Doesn't Match

26-Feb-2026

Your password doesn't match

You don’t recognize

Your face in photographs

Something in your eyes

Is only there in half

All the bones inside

You don’t quite feel attached

Your password doesn’t match

Your body is your own

But you fear that it won’t last

Listen to the radio

The newest news broadcast

You know that you are home

But this too could be trespass

As long as you’re alone

You needn’t think of that

Most terrifying fact

Your password doesn’t match

Your username Outcast

You need to counteract

All the ways your life falls flat

Your password doesn’t match

And how surreal is that?

To know that all you are

Can be logged out of like Snapchat?

Your life your lies your favorite hat

Everything forgotten

Or deleted

Burned to ash

Your password doesn’t match

Box Head

25-Nov-2025

A Point

21-Nov-2025

Is there a point where the universe becomes the stars?

Where the void becomes the night?

Reality is mostly dark

With only a few lights

The world is dying anyways

I don't know how you cope

Maybe once you've seen the day

Your nightmares all elope

I'm drinking a beer in my car

There's no stars in the sky

The universe becomes the stars

The void becomes the night

More than Fishnets

21-Nov-2025

I thought that if I didn't tell you

Things would work out how I'd hoped

I think that thought was untrue

A perfect excuse not to cope

I don't know

You're the best of all of us

I hope you don't forget

A perfect dawn, heartbroken dusk

I love you more than fishnets

Dandelion

12-May-2025

Dandelions in the grass

Sprouting up through concrete cracks

Present if you need a snack

The sweetest weeds around

Yes, sometimes they have got thorns

But look at how well they adorn

Unyielding to relentless scorn

The entire fucking town

So maybe they're more independent

In where they wind up getting planted

Just as nature had intented

Pretty flowers on the ground

Streetlamps look like angels

11-Dec-2024

Everyday your heart stops

So we're sitting in the parking lot

Prayers you don't believe in

To let you be forgiven

But we can't see the stars

Or the reddish glow of Mars

So the streetlamps look like angels

And the darkness looks like God