Narnia_Monsters

daydreaming again,

haunted by a lingering warmth from a faraway fantasy

all shrouded in smoke and stripped of soul—silent,

the phantom of your face tucked in my shoulder.

come find me

by the backyard forest

and let’s embark

on one last adventure

with no map,

no goal,

no end.

for my girlfriend who gets me roses,

but not just any plain old red ones,

but flowers in my favorite color,

and she knows that I love them. 

for my girlfriend who gets me presents,

stop.

stop running.

stop worrying.

stop everything.

drop. 

drop to the ground.

drop your possessions.

drop everything.

roll.

roll anyway from the fire.

roll away from your fears.

I find it interesting that internal bleeding can be so deadly

Because you don’t even know 

Until it’s often too late

No one pays attention to your symptoms

never tempt fate,

when you’re climbing a steep mountain, alone,

the sky is still an aura of black and blue swirls

with dots of stars twinkling in the dead of night,