My heart was a rock, solid and eternal, until you struck me, lightning in an open field. One small crack was all I needed. You are what makes me move, dream, write. You are whispers in the dark, secrets stolen from the past, the one I scream, to the world but never with my own […]
It’s all the little things that I forget– the way you walk, that swagger I think was there but am not sure of. Those little things I remember. I wish things were different so that I could wake up to your eyes, heavy with morning, to your kiss, aching with wanting. I want you to […]
You saved me when I thought no one could, and I will never love anyone the way I love you. Still, you haunt me and I dream without answer because your fingers shake at believing. In me. In us. In yourself. Don’t you know that at your darkest, you are still loved, still magical, still […]
I was 19 when we met and I fell in love. Two years later, you were 19 when you fell in love back. We are 14 years older and I still love all of you, your rough touch, fingers gripping, stripping me down to nothing but salt and blood until your hunger turns to healing. […]
You perform a magic trick each time I hear your voice. My heart balloons with the helium of love but words are your weapon until you vanish, yanking them into the dark and leaving me black and starless. Your controlled negligence is glorious insanity, a reckless waste, but the cracks are cracking and your love […]
These covert conversations and secret spy games exhaust my always weary eyes as I search for us down every weathered path. I reach for smoke in a twilight moment suspended between absence and awe while you use mirrors to hide our light amongst the ashes. I wake up next to you in another life where […]
Footsteps, side by side in the sand, imprint our presence on the now. Such beauty, when lost, only leaves a painful sting. We met by chance, a rain-filled sky dumping water and love from heaven. We lost by chance on a sun-bright beach where we said goodbye. I can never love you the way I […]
You beckoned me with your eyes and I didn’t think you meant me until fast-moving hands and skin meeting skin at dizzying speeds made me believe. Your love is a tumble of fast approaches and fire-breathing need. But I am suffocating on the illusion that we could be anything but two wanderers, lost in the […]
We never thought this would be easy or that our love would transcend space, distance, possibility. We are just jagged puzzles of jigsawed pieces and assembly is always required, but I would go anywhere just to be within the circle of your arms, the focus of your gaze. You are my destination for every journey. […]
On cliff’s edge, I stand eternally broken, your silence echoing, echoing. We are shattered halves of the same heart. Images of you and me and sun-stained beaches swirl together into memories so immediate that I’m a tumble of us and nothing else. You said we should push the past amongst the cobwebs of loves lost […]
I'll write as long as my lines live
TBI Survivor Story
One Hell of an Apprenticeship
He was so ugly that everybody died. The end!
An engineered explosion of erroneous exposition.
~chaos with coffee☕
come lay down ink...
Fun for the whole asylum!
Darren Hawbrook
Get Your Keys, Grab Your Coat.
A rather droll affair
Shattered long ago...
Understanding someone’s way with words isn’t as simple as you think.
poetry w/teeth
Two old men write poetry, short stories and other things
Where are you John Bender...
My Imagination is the DEVIL on my shoulder
No, this blog is not about love.
