Halves of glass in holes

You can crawl in through my eyes
Creep up through my lashes
Make your way into
The empty cavity
Past the ghosts of thoughts
All the way to the back
Get rid of the dirt and mud
Then please remove the bits
Glass in the interior of my skull


Taylor A. Olson

Vomit and tears

I wish you could have found a way, a way through me.
I wish there would have been a way to make you see.
I'm disappointed in how far back, how far back i'm slipping.
I had been doing so well for a while.  Even this shows
I dont have the strength to keep down the bile.



Taylor A. Olson

Defragmenting My Drive

Fragments of me are spread all around town
Some are even stuck on you.
These missing pieces are
the reason i've become so lost.
If i tried to find them I would just lose more.
I cant even comprehend my thoughts,
distractions come in more clear.
How could i expect you to understand?


Taylor A. Olson

Winter touch

Dead, I look like a zombie
I feel so morphed and sick
Lost and nonexistent
I am an empty shell
Steel boned and hallow


Taylor A. Olson

Lung Virus

The cough clambers,
Crawling up my throat
So aggravating
Always sick, never fixed.


Taylor A. Olson

One's and Zero's Among Two hundred

My bad days drown me
in my skin and bones
zero problems is wrong
not until there is nothing
I am already alone
Just the one missing
this misshapen piece
that never fit into the puzzle
the one that you created poorly
too fragile to last very long
will you ever come to visit me
in the lonesome quarters of your life?



Taylor A. Olson

Ropes of gold and scissor teeth

I'm so torn, a taught rope
being stretched so thin
faking, living in this skin
this is not a life, this is a lie
key is green, no one sees me
I'd like to choose when i die.


Taylor A. Olson