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I.
suffocate me
indulge me
tell me
you love me
chew me up
digest me
then spit me out
but before you leave
could you glue my mouth
shut?
every time it opens
my words
become cheaper
II.
never again love
do i ever want to be
your disappointment.
III.
like a moth courts fire
in a flash, wings become dust
stomp it out
and save it the agony.
IV.
mother would say
i didn't see things
as they are.
convenient in arguments.
you never realize
just how blind you are
until you look behind you
and all those fuzzy words
won't come in to focus.
V.
you brought me to life and
got me drunk on chicken broth
well aware of the vow i'd made
but unaware of its importance.
i don't know how we got here
and i don't know where we'll go
but i am an addict and
i've never been good at self-control.
VI.
i'm picking apart the petals of my life
she loves me, she loves me not
and there's a knot in my stomach
the very fibers of my being.
i'll twist my stem around yours
and use you as a guide to grow tall
but if you should come crashing down
i too, will turn to dirt.
suffocate me
indulge me
tell me
you love me
chew me up
digest me
then spit me out
but before you leave
could you glue my mouth
shut?
every time it opens
my words
become cheaper
II.
never again love
do i ever want to be
your disappointment.
III.
like a moth courts fire
in a flash, wings become dust
stomp it out
and save it the agony.
IV.
mother would say
i didn't see things
as they are.
convenient in arguments.
you never realize
just how blind you are
until you look behind you
and all those fuzzy words
won't come in to focus.
V.
you brought me to life and
got me drunk on chicken broth
well aware of the vow i'd made
but unaware of its importance.
i don't know how we got here
and i don't know where we'll go
but i am an addict and
i've never been good at self-control.
VI.
i'm picking apart the petals of my life
she loves me, she loves me not
and there's a knot in my stomach
the very fibers of my being.
i'll twist my stem around yours
and use you as a guide to grow tall
but if you should come crashing down
i too, will turn to dirt.
Literature
The Missing Tights (TG, AR, AP)
“If your daddy objects to you taking ballet,” Miss Valerie told her young disciple, “I'll have to invite him to dance along with us.” It seemed that her plan was working. Mr. Sales pulled up outside the dance school just in time for tea. His thin face was creased and furrowed. He wore a sweater vest that showed no signs of wear or lint. Valerie understood why Alan was afraid of him.
Miss Valerie calmly poured the hot water when suddenly her assistant burst through the door. “Do we have any more tights?” Kimiko asked.
“Why?”
“Eleanor lost hers yesterday and doesn't have another pair.R
Literature
Cursed
Cursed
Timo was quite the average fifteen year old boy.
He only had one problem: He was cursed.
At the age of eight, he had been playing at the beach and accidentally thrown sand at an old gypsy, who happened to have had a bad day.
Angry with the little boy, she had thrown a strange powder at him, which had made him sneeze. For the rest of the day he had felt a little weak, but after that everything had been alright again.
That was until his thirteenth birthday.
The night after it, Timo had had a strange dream, telling him about his curse: Whenever he got aroused, he would transform into the dream girl of whomever touched him next.
Luc
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Housewife
When I
saw those alphabet magnets
on your refridgerator,
I knew then
the chains of domestication
would never loosen
They're aren't enough window sills
in this house
for all the pies you're going to make.
your apron is a nice shade of white,
like a flag of surrender.
Will it be paper or plastic, m'am?
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Nice! I love poems that have multiple parts. My favorite is the very last stanza:
i'll twist my stem around yours
and use you as a guide to grow tall
but if you should come crashing down
i too, will turn to dirt.
I don't know why, I just like it a lot.
i'll twist my stem around yours
and use you as a guide to grow tall
but if you should come crashing down
i too, will turn to dirt.
I don't know why, I just like it a lot.