• Hannah Flowers

my personal savior for the month

my heart, my world, my golden rock

i let you touch the water

you rusted, energy dissolved

and to think i held you,

to think i was so close,

all i had to do was curl

my fingers around your shape

and we'd be on our way.

alas, i opened my hands

you floated steadfast away

and now the days never end

on its stomach, time crawls by

and i search the beaches

tossing valuable minerals aside

i only have eyes for pyrite.

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when you're ugly too

you have a monopoly on beauty but i love you when you're ugly too you had a bad day and you relapsed and now you're crying in my room you keep telling me you're sorry don't know why you act the way yo


ignoring all of my friends such an easy hole to fall in my giving nature is treasure to such a humble beggar when i keep some of myself to myself, i get greedy forget my table manners do not cherish,

i wish you were a ghost

sometimes i wish you were a ghost so this haunted feeling made any sense in the words that drip from the pen i find your silhouette staring back yet you walk among the living still sow your seeds and