Thursday, May 2, 2019

What is Time?




It was timeless with you
Time was just going
The only thing that made us snap
back into reality were our hungry stomachs



~Tina Meeks

Tuesday, April 9, 2019

Baby, I Care




Chelsey, I can't say I understand completely yet,
but I wanna
I wanna see where you pick apart the world
Wondering if you start from the core
like regurgitating an apple and going in reverse 
or is there an inverted way of breaking apart without breaking
down
Let no one break you down



~Tina Meeks

Saturday, March 16, 2019

(This is unfinished)



Wicked, wicked man
Not so slender
Plentiful, really
Quite gorgeous form
A solid pretender

With truth stretched from birth
With a charismatic grin
Living as air plants do
Don't overdo anything
With out geometric shape and aromatic seeping sip



~Tina Meeks

Friday, February 22, 2019

A Spec of College




It's hard to believe that 
I thought I loved you
Bringing myself to remember that
is like a nightmare of darkened memories
Tinted with a bad trip on LSD
You were someone that 
gaslit me into fragments of distrust
and fear and never owned up to it until
the damage was done
A petty kiss on the cheek to seal the deal
of rejection and pity
A slap to the face would have been equivalent 



~Tina Meeks

Thursday, February 14, 2019

One Last Time




You, the persister
The energetic elixir
Perpendicular 
While I persisted on being plastic,
I tried to stretch every morning
knowing I'd never be elastic
That part isn't even tragic
It's how you learned to leech
on and stain me
with tainted childhood dreams,
where your voice was lost in your box
and now you roar when there is no need,
so all the seams are ripped
that used to separate
your nightmares
from your dreams 



~Tina Meeks

Sunday, February 3, 2019

All The Feelings




And I'm not insensitive
I just think I have too many tears
to justify and to go around
to make sense of all of these feelings



~Tina Meeks

Tuesday, January 15, 2019

Starting the new year...




Years bending with time
like rubber bands
Following a continuous beat- it's a game
we all play to keep alive



~Tina Meeks