SOL: Implorare

i have kissed you a
million times in my dreams –
show me the real thing.

3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 63.”


SOL: Chrysalis

Underneath all these
Layers, who am I and what
Should I do with it?

3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 62.”

SOL: Terra Nova

Sinking my hands into
The bloody soil of
My country and searching in
Vain for roots, anything I can
Find to tie me to this place
Coming up with fistfuls of dirt and
Musty memories of past hurt, betrayals
Better left buried

3AM Thoughts // AKA “Homecoming.”

SOL: Vessel

They will warn you of forbidden fruit and
Weave stories of venom, desire and lust.
Beware of what is offered from a chalice.
Still, make them drink – hold all your offerings
Slightly above their lips and
Watch how quickly the saints
Turn into savages.

3AM Thoughts // AKA “Stories are Written by Those Victorious.”

SOL: May

the summer sun is excruciatingly hot
sweat drips down my skin through
coarse pores and it isn’t even 10am
you told me to wait up for you last night and
like the goddamn fool i am, i sat here like a stone until
i woke up on the roof, covered in the remnants of the
citronella candle the wind blew over.
i smell like lemon. my throat is lined with sand. i burn. i ache.
the worst part of this is
i am still waiting for you.

3AM Thoughts // AKA “History Repeats Itself Until The Chemistry Doesn’t.”

SOL: Bittersweet

i am the decade of
broken promises
you feel humming in
your vertebrae as you seek sleep

do you remember when i asked you
what the title of our love
story would be?

i volunteered, “when will he learn…?”
your response was simply,
“…after she leaves.”

3AM Thoughts // AKA “Are You Feeling More Enlightened Now?

SOL: Demands

Did she fix you? Was she able to undo the
Years of damage I subjected you to?
Is it still my hands you want applying
The bandage to the wound?
Am I still the one who wounded you?

3AM Thoughts // AKA “A Simple Yes or No Will Suffice.”