Kirk Diedrich
@kirkdiedrich.bsky.social
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Kirk Diedrich
@kirkdiedrich.bsky.social
· Jan 20
I just want to fuck you,
make you breakfast,
support your dreams,
write about you
and call it my life.
make you breakfast,
support your dreams,
write about you
and call it my life.
Maybe we carry parts
of those we loved
and who loved us
with us into
whatever is beyond.
They travel wrapped
in the safety and comfort
of our hearts.
Love enough people
and you will live forever.
of those we loved
and who loved us
with us into
whatever is beyond.
They travel wrapped
in the safety and comfort
of our hearts.
Love enough people
and you will live forever.
April 16, 2025 at 1:40 AM
Maybe we carry parts
of those we loved
and who loved us
with us into
whatever is beyond.
They travel wrapped
in the safety and comfort
of our hearts.
Love enough people
and you will live forever.
of those we loved
and who loved us
with us into
whatever is beyond.
They travel wrapped
in the safety and comfort
of our hearts.
Love enough people
and you will live forever.
She's sublime
as an afternoon
spent on a porch
with coffee
and a good book
during a Summer rain;
she reminds me of
what it means
to love the quiet parts
of myself.
as an afternoon
spent on a porch
with coffee
and a good book
during a Summer rain;
she reminds me of
what it means
to love the quiet parts
of myself.
April 16, 2025 at 1:39 AM
She's sublime
as an afternoon
spent on a porch
with coffee
and a good book
during a Summer rain;
she reminds me of
what it means
to love the quiet parts
of myself.
as an afternoon
spent on a porch
with coffee
and a good book
during a Summer rain;
she reminds me of
what it means
to love the quiet parts
of myself.
Write me to where you are now.
Draw me a map
with the way your heart beats
when I say that name
you love more than your own.
Send me a playlist of road songs
that lead to you.
Draw me a map
with the way your heart beats
when I say that name
you love more than your own.
Send me a playlist of road songs
that lead to you.
April 16, 2025 at 1:39 AM
Write me to where you are now.
Draw me a map
with the way your heart beats
when I say that name
you love more than your own.
Send me a playlist of road songs
that lead to you.
Draw me a map
with the way your heart beats
when I say that name
you love more than your own.
Send me a playlist of road songs
that lead to you.
Come get lost with me.
Let's find a forest
and take off our boots
in the soft earth
until we grow roots
and stay until
we return as trees.
Let's find a forest
and take off our boots
in the soft earth
until we grow roots
and stay until
we return as trees.
March 18, 2025 at 6:49 PM
Come get lost with me.
Let's find a forest
and take off our boots
in the soft earth
until we grow roots
and stay until
we return as trees.
Let's find a forest
and take off our boots
in the soft earth
until we grow roots
and stay until
we return as trees.
Storm the gates
at her heart
with a legion of
truthful words and
matching actions
and watch them open
to let them in
and accept
her surrender.
at her heart
with a legion of
truthful words and
matching actions
and watch them open
to let them in
and accept
her surrender.
March 18, 2025 at 6:48 PM
Storm the gates
at her heart
with a legion of
truthful words and
matching actions
and watch them open
to let them in
and accept
her surrender.
at her heart
with a legion of
truthful words and
matching actions
and watch them open
to let them in
and accept
her surrender.
She is the salve
for the scars
on my heart.
They fall away
like blown dust
at her touch.
for the scars
on my heart.
They fall away
like blown dust
at her touch.
March 18, 2025 at 6:48 PM
She is the salve
for the scars
on my heart.
They fall away
like blown dust
at her touch.
for the scars
on my heart.
They fall away
like blown dust
at her touch.
Love her story and
kiss all her scars.
Guard her heart
and, she'll give you
the stars.
kiss all her scars.
Guard her heart
and, she'll give you
the stars.
March 18, 2025 at 6:48 PM
Love her story and
kiss all her scars.
Guard her heart
and, she'll give you
the stars.
kiss all her scars.
Guard her heart
and, she'll give you
the stars.
There is a conifer
whose cone is sealed tight
against all damage
and only by fire
and extreme heat
will it unfurl;
it is by those scales
I recognize your heart
and wish to
burn you wide open
that you may become
the forest of words
you were meant to be.
whose cone is sealed tight
against all damage
and only by fire
and extreme heat
will it unfurl;
it is by those scales
I recognize your heart
and wish to
burn you wide open
that you may become
the forest of words
you were meant to be.
March 18, 2025 at 6:48 PM
There is a conifer
whose cone is sealed tight
against all damage
and only by fire
and extreme heat
will it unfurl;
it is by those scales
I recognize your heart
and wish to
burn you wide open
that you may become
the forest of words
you were meant to be.
whose cone is sealed tight
against all damage
and only by fire
and extreme heat
will it unfurl;
it is by those scales
I recognize your heart
and wish to
burn you wide open
that you may become
the forest of words
you were meant to be.
I think of her
and that spot in my heart
reserved for her
aches like an old injury
at the threat of rain.
and that spot in my heart
reserved for her
aches like an old injury
at the threat of rain.
March 7, 2025 at 11:09 PM
I think of her
and that spot in my heart
reserved for her
aches like an old injury
at the threat of rain.
and that spot in my heart
reserved for her
aches like an old injury
at the threat of rain.
Midwest girl
of spun corn silk
and cashmere scarves
come remind me
what home feels like.
of spun corn silk
and cashmere scarves
come remind me
what home feels like.
March 7, 2025 at 11:09 PM
Midwest girl
of spun corn silk
and cashmere scarves
come remind me
what home feels like.
of spun corn silk
and cashmere scarves
come remind me
what home feels like.
She said
she doesn't fall
because there's never
anyone to catch her
when she does.
I looked at my hands,
smiled knowingly
and said "Try me."
she doesn't fall
because there's never
anyone to catch her
when she does.
I looked at my hands,
smiled knowingly
and said "Try me."
March 7, 2025 at 11:08 PM
She said
she doesn't fall
because there's never
anyone to catch her
when she does.
I looked at my hands,
smiled knowingly
and said "Try me."
she doesn't fall
because there's never
anyone to catch her
when she does.
I looked at my hands,
smiled knowingly
and said "Try me."
She says she's poison
but maybe just a little of her
would be enough
to keep me love drunk.
but maybe just a little of her
would be enough
to keep me love drunk.
March 7, 2025 at 11:08 PM
She says she's poison
but maybe just a little of her
would be enough
to keep me love drunk.
but maybe just a little of her
would be enough
to keep me love drunk.
Her laugh is a
slowly blooming rose
made of warmth
in my chest.
slowly blooming rose
made of warmth
in my chest.
March 7, 2025 at 11:08 PM
Her laugh is a
slowly blooming rose
made of warmth
in my chest.
slowly blooming rose
made of warmth
in my chest.
You've made yourself at home
in my mind; this cozy nook
with half-read books and records
spilling their warm magic
into the air, and
from an open window comes
that river rush that is my blood
speeding with thoughts of you.
in my mind; this cozy nook
with half-read books and records
spilling their warm magic
into the air, and
from an open window comes
that river rush that is my blood
speeding with thoughts of you.
March 1, 2025 at 4:49 PM
You've made yourself at home
in my mind; this cozy nook
with half-read books and records
spilling their warm magic
into the air, and
from an open window comes
that river rush that is my blood
speeding with thoughts of you.
in my mind; this cozy nook
with half-read books and records
spilling their warm magic
into the air, and
from an open window comes
that river rush that is my blood
speeding with thoughts of you.
Haunt me, little ghost,
light up my dark
with your luminescence.
Make me believe
in something after this.
For I have already fallen
for the you who isn't here.
light up my dark
with your luminescence.
Make me believe
in something after this.
For I have already fallen
for the you who isn't here.
March 1, 2025 at 4:49 PM
Haunt me, little ghost,
light up my dark
with your luminescence.
Make me believe
in something after this.
For I have already fallen
for the you who isn't here.
light up my dark
with your luminescence.
Make me believe
in something after this.
For I have already fallen
for the you who isn't here.
Wrap me
in your sleepy voice,
sing me to sleep
with your soft laugh.
I want to fall
into slumber
like I fell for you;
Resistant at first,
then slowly, deeply.
in your sleepy voice,
sing me to sleep
with your soft laugh.
I want to fall
into slumber
like I fell for you;
Resistant at first,
then slowly, deeply.
March 1, 2025 at 4:49 PM
Wrap me
in your sleepy voice,
sing me to sleep
with your soft laugh.
I want to fall
into slumber
like I fell for you;
Resistant at first,
then slowly, deeply.
in your sleepy voice,
sing me to sleep
with your soft laugh.
I want to fall
into slumber
like I fell for you;
Resistant at first,
then slowly, deeply.
The night sky is a mirror
its reflection the space
within my chest
I recognize it,
I know it's there
in the thundering silence
that secret machine
of time's advance
I gaze
in fear
in awe
in wonder
if you see me, too.
its reflection the space
within my chest
I recognize it,
I know it's there
in the thundering silence
that secret machine
of time's advance
I gaze
in fear
in awe
in wonder
if you see me, too.
February 27, 2025 at 4:58 PM
The night sky is a mirror
its reflection the space
within my chest
I recognize it,
I know it's there
in the thundering silence
that secret machine
of time's advance
I gaze
in fear
in awe
in wonder
if you see me, too.
its reflection the space
within my chest
I recognize it,
I know it's there
in the thundering silence
that secret machine
of time's advance
I gaze
in fear
in awe
in wonder
if you see me, too.
To be heard.
To be understood.
Or, if not understood,
to be free
to express myself
and to be felt.
But, above all
to be trusted.
That is all I ask
and I fear
it's too high a price
for anyone to pay
and get me in return.
To be understood.
Or, if not understood,
to be free
to express myself
and to be felt.
But, above all
to be trusted.
That is all I ask
and I fear
it's too high a price
for anyone to pay
and get me in return.
February 27, 2025 at 4:58 PM
To be heard.
To be understood.
Or, if not understood,
to be free
to express myself
and to be felt.
But, above all
to be trusted.
That is all I ask
and I fear
it's too high a price
for anyone to pay
and get me in return.
To be understood.
Or, if not understood,
to be free
to express myself
and to be felt.
But, above all
to be trusted.
That is all I ask
and I fear
it's too high a price
for anyone to pay
and get me in return.
All I want is
to be a good memory
in someone else's head;
to take up
just a little space
in a finite heart
not my own.
to be a good memory
in someone else's head;
to take up
just a little space
in a finite heart
not my own.
February 27, 2025 at 4:57 PM
All I want is
to be a good memory
in someone else's head;
to take up
just a little space
in a finite heart
not my own.
to be a good memory
in someone else's head;
to take up
just a little space
in a finite heart
not my own.
If this be the end of days,
to use my remaining breaths
whispering things
that make you smile
and kiss me
will be time well spent.
to use my remaining breaths
whispering things
that make you smile
and kiss me
will be time well spent.
February 26, 2025 at 10:39 PM
If this be the end of days,
to use my remaining breaths
whispering things
that make you smile
and kiss me
will be time well spent.
to use my remaining breaths
whispering things
that make you smile
and kiss me
will be time well spent.
Peace is her smile upon waking;
a whispered secret name
in a language
only you two understand.
a whispered secret name
in a language
only you two understand.
February 26, 2025 at 10:39 PM
Peace is her smile upon waking;
a whispered secret name
in a language
only you two understand.
a whispered secret name
in a language
only you two understand.
I wish there were
some way to show her
how absolutely beautiful she is
but words fail.
Only my hands
and her skin
speak the truth.
some way to show her
how absolutely beautiful she is
but words fail.
Only my hands
and her skin
speak the truth.
February 26, 2025 at 10:38 PM
I wish there were
some way to show her
how absolutely beautiful she is
but words fail.
Only my hands
and her skin
speak the truth.
some way to show her
how absolutely beautiful she is
but words fail.
Only my hands
and her skin
speak the truth.
Her ocean eyes
cascade waves
through my heart
as constant
as natural
as eternal
as the moon
moves the tide.
cascade waves
through my heart
as constant
as natural
as eternal
as the moon
moves the tide.
February 26, 2025 at 10:38 PM
Her ocean eyes
cascade waves
through my heart
as constant
as natural
as eternal
as the moon
moves the tide.
cascade waves
through my heart
as constant
as natural
as eternal
as the moon
moves the tide.
Holding space
in the shape of you
until you fill it
with your warmth,
your thrumming heart
and the smile
you try to hide from me.
in the shape of you
until you fill it
with your warmth,
your thrumming heart
and the smile
you try to hide from me.
February 25, 2025 at 5:36 PM
Holding space
in the shape of you
until you fill it
with your warmth,
your thrumming heart
and the smile
you try to hide from me.
in the shape of you
until you fill it
with your warmth,
your thrumming heart
and the smile
you try to hide from me.
I saw
Cassiopeia
in the desert sky
and thought
of you
not some
vain queen
just blazing bright beauty
luminous in the ink dark
guiding me
safely home
to you.
Cassiopeia
in the desert sky
and thought
of you
not some
vain queen
just blazing bright beauty
luminous in the ink dark
guiding me
safely home
to you.
February 25, 2025 at 5:36 PM
I saw
Cassiopeia
in the desert sky
and thought
of you
not some
vain queen
just blazing bright beauty
luminous in the ink dark
guiding me
safely home
to you.
Cassiopeia
in the desert sky
and thought
of you
not some
vain queen
just blazing bright beauty
luminous in the ink dark
guiding me
safely home
to you.