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Do you dream sometimes?
The skies were blue and it smelled
Of gasoline
It felt like a heavy heat
And I shivered
It felt like bliss, like love
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I’ve never been as graceful
As when I leaned into your absence
It must have been a dream
Months later, the phone buzzes
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Do I still love you
Or is it you dreaming
Of someone missing you?

White Hills, Cold Nights

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White hills
Cold nights
My father always drives
Too fast
But is always
On.
Time.
Longer nights
Red wine
My room is quiet
Whilst she screams outside
Red breath
Green trees
My mother slipped on the ice once
And I laughed
Cold windows
Broken hearts
She threw the glass
On the kitchen floor
My fists clenched
White hills
Cold days
We were younger once
I didn’t need to speak as much
And you didn’t need to fake a smile
Warm pillows
Wet hair
I don’t have words
To catch
You

I remember

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I remember
How the skies stretched above my head
How light and high it felt
That winter
I remember
How cold it was
How blue the snow was
How loud and red you laughed
I remember
The way clouds of milk would form
In your cup of tea
I remember
The sound of your tears dropping
Staining the tablecloth
I remember
How blue my fingers were
How we all tried to sleep
In the dark
I remember
How alone and happy I felt
That night
How the icy waves would crash
Around us
How blue the music sounded
That night
I remember
How my voice echoed in the empty hallways
How powerful it made me feel
I remember
There was yellow in the air
I raced happiness until it rained
I was a crazy child
I remember
How I whispered to you at night
How it faded into silence
I remember
How colourful it was
How beautiful it is
To fall in love with you