Some poems I wrote I guess

The wind whips so hard against my window

I can almost imagine that it’s raining

Rushing to get away from this dry desert heat

The gales rock the blinds through the crack I left open

Making the room cold enough 

To pull out the heaviest blanket I own

It whistles its eerie song throughout

Upsetting cheap watercolors, tipping them over

To create a colorful, manageable mess

Throughout it all, I am cocooned in dark

With only the glow of a flashlight and a raven, repeating “Nevermore”

To keep my lonely body company

I dread the daylight, the morning

That tells me to get up

And spells the end of the wind

2. If I could touch you

If I could touch you

I would memorize the map 

Your scars made

Over years of imagined traveling

I would feel your cheeks

Apple-round and not sallow 

As they pretend to be

I would breach the gap your lips make

Dipping my finger in

Your tongue tasting me

I would card my fingers through your hair

Soft, inviting me to spend hours

Enveloped in your warmth

But I cannot

And must compensate with the betrayal

Of a flat, disinterested computer screen

3. Oh! My Heart

Oh! My heart

Why do you beat so

Despite the mind’s protestations, you’ve carried on

Oh! My heart

Why do you yearn so

Despite knowing you will never love, you remain a( )romantic

Oh! My heart

Why do you break so

Despite these years, you remain as fragile as the day you were first tangible

Oh! My heart

Why do you cry out so

Despite so much love and care, you wail your throat raw

Oh! My heart

Why did you stop so

Despite what you went on for, you left unfinished