L.C. McQuillen 07.07.20 Beneath the sun there Is darkness still Between the embers There is warmth Underneath your eyes There is burden Before death There is still time And between your lips There is no lie The birds still chirp In mourning The tide still Sees the shore Between us There is nothing Yet your […]
L.C. McQuillen 16.03.19 Maybe it’s inevitable Being all alone With part time lovers, Pass time friends, And you, a sole soul.
L.C. McQuillen 03.12.18 I have given you this part of me and you set it on the shelf. you tell it nice things as it collects dust day after day until everything is blurry. Until I’m depressed from layers of weight that you never carried. It just sat and I’m crumbling underneath it. Love should not
L.C. McQuillen 18.11.18 How was your sleep?Deep reached farTo pull you inConcaving shadowsEclipsed See me notHear me not How were your drinks?Busy side streetChaos emergingSip by sipMemories slip See me notHear me not How were your lies?Liquid iceBetween your teethWash downEyes froze shut See me notHear me not Migrate.
L.C. McQuillen 28.06.18 It is as if we are unwrapping each other. Completely enamored in the process Hands anxious, But not reckless. And as we unwind and reveal There is laughter and tears, adoration, hesitancy But mostly understanding. And you, you scare me. Because you are the first thing I see When I dream of
L.C. McQuillen 15.05.18 I fear your distant gaze As I caress myself With my silent words As they creep Over and through me Desiring bareness I discard the Unnatural coverings And rub deeply Against my incapacity Parting my lips But not allowing a sound So I do not break Focus on inmost feelings Yet my
L.C. McQuillen 07.01.18 I used to be the victim and the culprit. Now I am the judge. I sentenced the victim to wholeness; and the culprit, a workhouse, adding fuel to the desires of who I have become.
L.C. McQuillen 20.11.17 This isn’t a dream This isn’t a situation Of which I can snap Out of and wake up Not tainting anything But my own sanity. I was only supposed To be your bonfire On a rainy day. I was only supposed To play a tumbleweed A brief interaction Then I would Make
