Dissonant Arguments

the smell of your car collision is still fresh 

and sticky on my skin
Its pheromonic to come face to face 

with death and kiss an angel for the first time

Walking out of this earth together 

doesn’t have to be a pile of broken bones

You can see heaven for the first time 

and accept that our final seconds

in this world will be worth it 

for a new paradise

No worries my beloved,

I’m not fantasizing about an opportunity 

to whisper a sweet goodbye after surviving a night of torture masturbating to a highlight reel of my life’s worst betrayals.atleastifinallymadeyouwet 

Broken hearts are just part of the feng shui 

when slow dancing across 

the road less traveled 

I can still find sentiment when 

soulmates scribble on my scriptures 

and hide it away in a forged jewelry box

Sharing a steez down memory lane 

reminiscing about the last time 

she looked at me with tender 

eyes a couple winters ago.stillmakesmyheartmelt

And once again, I can find salvation 

again in the picket fence we tried to 

build but still haven’t finished 

An Ode to B Minor melodies