My Written Chromosomes

My business is to create.

#2

There’s a mosquito buzzing in my ears. 

It’s obnoxious, pulling at near tears,

tears of upset and madness, 

ignored and buried sadness. 

I was angry and alone, 

fearful of the unknown. 

But today I laid out under the sun, 

trigger ready, clutching a gun. 

I said, “Come and get me if you please,

there’s nothing you can do to get me weak at the knees,”

I said, “I’m not afraid of you like I was before, 

you can’t take from me, not anymore.”

Maybe I’m asking for it, but so what?

She did it all right, and now her eyes are sealed shut. 

You took her without asking, without the slightest warning, 

and left me here, with Sadness, Grief and Mourning. 

Who gave you permission to take what never belonged to you?

There must be someone to blame, but I don’t know 

who. 

Dear Cancer

I count the growing number of freckles on my arms and legs,

and wonder how they’re increasing my chances of getting caught by you. 

A couple hours in the sun have left my face dusted with them, 

freckles that she never had, 

except the occasional dot on her stomach or neck. 

Like little red flags, 

they beg the question:

not if, but when will you find me?

I don’t need a reminder that I’ve neglected my body since she left. 

I am fully aware, and stubbornly so. 

It’s plain to see, my act of defiance surely hasn’t gone unnoticed. 

Empty bottles litter the living room, but I keep them there, 

as a testament to my rebellion; 

my powerless struggle against whomever took her from me. 

My nostrils are raw, a result of ingesting powdery stimulants the “impatient” way, 

just to take some silly tests.  

I would never have done this four months ago. 

I hope the grades on my report card aren’t seen as a sign of failure, 

but a sign of the strength of my sadness. 

I hope she knows how much I miss her. 

I hope someday soon I can stop being so angry.

Dreams

dontcryitsonlymike:

Baseball games and paper planes
dreams came true if you believed
we’d be pirates kings or cowboys
still unaware we’d been deceived

Dragon slaying fearless warriors
nerves of steel and hearts of fire
be good be true say your prayers
and you’ll gain all that you desire

Then we learn of fear and failure
when most discover we can’t win
so we fall in line and try to get by
yet never believe in dreams again

For His Father »

jayarrarr:

You make me want to believe
in things I’ve not believed in
for so long — because all I have
are stories, told with awe
in his voice and spark in his eye,
a touch of desperation
to keep those moments alive,
to make them alive for me.

You made him
a raconteur. You made him
strong. He…

Volume

What is it that makes someone loud?

The volume of their voice or the weight of the words they speak?

We both know it’s the latter, but you can’t be heard without the first. 

I’ve noticed people have a way of screaming in complete silence, 

Adhering to some miscalculated system of defiance,

and drowning by their own anchors. 

They become hardened by rules unread, 

and calloused by criticisms unsaid, 

burdened by a feeling of broken permanence,

and lonely, they suffer silently.  

How can our generation be so loud

and yet so awful at listening?

We gulp down air just to spit it up again

Regurgitating stifled cries in the wrong setting 

Spewing words in vain, just to get caught in the netting. 

Our vocals are slaves to our desire to be heard

and our ears have an unquenchable thirst for acknowledgement. 

I’m so caught up in raising my volume 

that my words are empty and lacking ardor,

but I keep trying harder and harder, 

and seem to be getting nowhere as fast as I can. 

I’m sorry for how loud I’ve been

and for the things I’ve said,

for I’ve realized how it’s gone to my head. 

So I’ll try to keep quiet, 

and ensure your whispers are heard, 

if you only remember, 

the weight of one word. 

langleav:

aaronblagden:

So happy with my copy or Love and Misadventure by Lang Leav. Read it two times already and still can’t get enough of it. #langleav #loveandmisadventure #poetry

Thanks lovely xo Lang 
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Love & Misadventure is available online via Amazon, BN.com + The Book Depository and Barnes & Noble, Kinokuniya, Books Actually, Fully Booked and other good book stores worldwide. 

langleav:

aaronblagden:

So happy with my copy or Love and Misadventure by Lang Leav. Read it two times already and still can’t get enough of it. #langleav #loveandmisadventure #poetry

Thanks lovely xo Lang 

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Love & Misadventure is available online via Amazon, BN.com + The Book Depository and Barnes & Noble, Kinokuniya, Books Actually, Fully Booked and other good book stores worldwide. 

Guilt

I’m sorry 

this isn’t what it looks like

Before sunlight

shoes tap 

tap 

tap

to my door. 

But then they tap

tap

tap 

and leave around four.