Again, A Ringing

This warm rage comes
bubbling under gladness
I'm not sure I know how to
describe it properly
gritty like sand
or when acid hits your stomach
my body
knowing it's poison
clenches up
I want to help
all the time.

But I fear, sometimes,
that is not enough.

12/10/2016
Riley Welch

So Cold

Got these goosebumps.
Oh.
I am so cold.
Skin tickles.
I'm not embarrassed by my writing anymore.
Well, I am.
But you know what I'm capable of,
so don't judge me too hard.
Is this why I choose wrong.
Length of time doesn't seem so bad.
but sometimes, I do.

12/10/2016
Riley Welch

I I H

Sweet, maple
like a holiday drip
scrubby
ground walnut shells
oils and brew
like a witch
learning
creating
get too rough
get too smooth.
ice, ice, hot.

3 Bedrooms

No inspiration.
No perspiration.
I just feel like
I'm back stuck in a rut.
And it's rough. I don't know why things keep unfolding.

Does life just influx
in these great ups and downs.

12/10/2016
Riley Welch

Crooked

I feel a stark inspiration
a light
a bulb?
No, just light.
Where it blossoms I don't know.
Where it blooms I might.
Tucked away in corners of books.

12/10/2016
Riley Welch

Wolverine

This is surely the longest
a notebook has lasted
in a while
I'm halfway through
.5
1 over 2
Surely I won't be finished
at least until December
I'll have to find one to replace it
then.
But man,
I'm so attached
like I wasn't before.

11/3/2016
Riley Welch

Cross streets of

I've danced so much
my thighs were sore
every time a wet body
crashed into me I gagged
hips don't move like I wanted
so so loud.
I can hardly believe
my ears didn't give out.
Laughed
smiled
shouted
screamed.
Curls of smoke on the porch.
What a wonder this place remains.
Big and full of laughter
Dirty twenty dollar bills on the floor
bright lights,
so, so nice.

11/27/2016
Riley Welch

Backyard

Leaves will rustle
softly
I hear them hit the roof
hit the gutter
some scatter to the ground
maybe
I can't hear them on the ground,
but against themselves
as they go down.
Quick sound of almost winter.

11/27/2016
Riley Welch

11.26

Sharpening knives
the way iron sharpens iron
you are you friends
I've figured out the formula
I think
good becomes good
expose yourself
learn to move on and grow
I feel all of this gratitude

I think I figured out how to channel it.

11/26/2016
Riley Welch

FB

Trying to get back to it:

Falling behind again

I always give it a good go.
This sounds like everything else.
I try not to get discouraged.

But, I'm sorry.

11/26/2016
Riley Welch