Best tumblr posts of last year ....

Organized from December - January.

1. 82 notes
   Morning
   Every day, paper and coffee, at the table
   Sitting as close as lovers, as estranged as strangers.
   Our children talk as if our lives were fables,
   And I turn to you, and wonder who believes it’s true.
   Every day, we smile by reflex in mornings.
   Every day, we sit in the same places, and repeat
   The same phrases, neither of us mourning
   Who we used to be before we were you and me.
   We gave up love for contentment,
   Pedestrian friendship all that is left in the end.
   I hid all the Valentines I never sent —
   When I see you I don’t see how they’re true.
2. 205 notes
   And having wrote a thousand poems
   That no one liked at all, they said:
   I have not been understood, I am
   finally a poet after all.
3. 93 notes
   Dark Matter
        i.
   Dark matter is the iceberg
   Of lives barely visible, surface tensions
   rippling through magic volume unseen,
   unknowable, but still real.
        ii.
   The urban myth is that
   90% of the brain goes unused.
   Yet 90% of the matter
   In the universe is unseen.
   You think this is coincidental?
   You think it doesn’t matter?
   Think again. Everything matters.
        iii.
   Poets would say that love is dark
   matter barely visible, because poets
   think too much about love,
   and write it the way they write loss.
4. 51 notes
   Like most serial killers, he started small. Not wanting to harm animals, he began unfriending people on facebook instead.
5. 83 notes
   Internet Dating
   What does it matter where I’m from?
   Hiding under hostmasks we
   Could be anyone.
   But you always ask, trying to establish
   Some kind of continuity
   To mesh with your wish.
   How can I think you’re real? You are only a
   Photoshop face lying to me
   But you look so lonely.
   It all ends in tears, that’s the way it goes
   And whether you loved me -
   I know I’ll never know.
6. 63 notes
   The taming of the children was
   Not simple at all because
   They’d learned life from TV:
   A kind of rarefied reality, you see.
   They thought they could be
   Absolved of all worries:
   In 30 minutes, or two parts,
   All matters of the heart
   Would be solved and I
   Found I, too, liked this lie,
   So each day we watch TV, and
   Live in a land we’d long to be.
7. 112 notes
   Your skin is skin, smile just
   that curving of lips, a hint
   of teeth & the poets who
   turn it into flowers and sun,
   make it animals and dreams,
   who see the rapture in you
   leave me wondering if they
   ever
   see you.
8. 28 notes
   In a moment’s fury
   I hated you, stole
   your heart, and dug
   into your flesh, pulled
   and you never noticed.
   You kept smiling, talking,
   told me you loved
   said we should marry.
   I wonder, I must,
   what might occur if
   I stole your soul.
   If you would notice.
   If souls are real.
   I’m scared to try.
9. 59 notes
   There are sadder words in English —
   Deeper too, that rend and tear,
   But: “I used to be a poet”
   Holds bleakness all its own.
10. 38 notes
    Every time I see you
    You seem half-bent
    Broken under your need
    For self-gratification
    Masquerading as destruction
    “I’m not like you,” you say
    Too clear face sun-bright
    But you never tell me
    What you think I am
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12. 23 notes
    There is a moment before the burning begins. The brief, fragile hope that you might escape, might not burn, that even fire can be kind.

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