Frightened Smiles.

The air was softer on your lips than mine.
It ran through and ripped off flesh.
Expecting me to bite down on the raw.
Like ice wind sending shivers to my soul.
And feathers in my hair,
they wrapped around the strands you touched.
And yanked them out.
My watch told me to return to the days
you weren't around me.
So I walked backwards, retracing all of you.
Like writing over you in black ink,
invisible,
but never fully gone.

I reverse my letters.
Flipping manuscripts upside down.
Our kisses were like spider-man's.
Whisking the night away
and breathing on my neck
taking your place on the couch.
we stare at moving colors.
I can't locate the sounds.
They chase my ears around the room.
running through them,
and out once more.


I am the dripping noise coming from the faucet.
much like the rain spattering against a freshly painted fence.
rinsing the white away.

And again I went back to the times you weren't around.
this time in my mind.


I don't know you, but I want you.

-Swillow

Guttural Screams.

You were there.
So close to my skin.
Felt the wind on my clothes,
and the shore on my arches.
Holding my talent, you drove me.
To the end of the world's tallest peak.
You screamed words that would
never echo back to you.
And I pushed you off the side.

You are the whisper in my history.

-Swillow