in between chords

Dusk brushed the building tops

I saw the twinkle in your eye 

within the city lights

A sigh formed in longing

the memory of a frosty kiss…

the smell of leather

the scent of you.

These are things I will forever miss…

The music played

and I liked the sound his fingers made

sliding across strings

in between chords

But nothing could break me from this melancholy trance

I was sad about the news

the man on the moon 

needed a space suit to breath

and all mountains will crumble

into the sea


Boys passed me in ski masks

but payed me no mind

except a nod and a peace sign

The wind blew back my hair

my skin became ice

I stood on top of the mountain

caught in between chords

and waited for it to crumble.

Cold night

Last night was a cold night

I hope you a have bonfire back there

I hope you are burning witches

The witches are ablaze

How did you know?

The smell of burning flesh

led me here

You are a funny girl

I found sister star gazing

at the bottom of an empty pool

and the dog wouldn’t stop licking my bare skin

It’s because I taste like Jameson


I marveled at how the Vegas sky 

always looks like the sun is about to rise

and it was only 1am

You look like you could use another shot

probably not

How about now?


But I had a long ride home

and all this time

was starting to catch up to me. 

Las Vegas

Dawn breaks
and the city awaits
Like a devil
in neon masquerade
She never sleeps
all her dreams
are chemical dust
An explosion
in the blacks
of your eyes.
There is a sweet relief
in her excess
A beauty
in her wasteland
A tragedy in your morning
A gentle haunting
in all the
she keeps.