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if I get lost in the game closet or the rabbit hole
please call my name
through the frost and thoughts
I’ve built a distraction out of,
this bed is now blocking out
the brightest light of the winter morning
I’m trying to ignore,
roll over and get comfortable
until the moon is on my shelf on display
like my pebble collection,
I’ll dream of this mine of fiction
and southern wishes which are only valid
on the west coast,
and would like the moon on a shelf
forever frozen in my mind
as the snow falls somewhere else.
you have colored yourself pretty
and you wrote a vanus description
polluted with all the regrets
of chances you never attempted,
and I have to be doing well at least on the surface
in this circle I’m walking into the floor.
(via poetry-reruns)
afternoon poem 17
the night is a boney hand
waiting to sneak into the bedroom
in nasty lingerie
the night is a sweaty body
hanging over me in sweat
mumbling words of threat
you do not need to understand
just hold me darling
just hold me
the night with its half moon
casting light into my room
knows to console me
through half closed curtains
leaving room to breathe
just hold me darling
just hold me
Things takes time
and time is taking
things away from me
(Source: goingtostrawberryfields, via poetry-reruns)
first glance
when the first glance isn’t a spark
rather, instantly immolating
searing away all thoughts of before
eyes melted to leave true vision
soul-sight of life altering
a being with divinity leaking through the pores
it is too hot to endure
so wither into dust, as they crush you
into diamond
there to capture their light
and burn in the glow
When life feels less,
and right feels left,
I can only move
tiny step by step,
check the breathes
from my pained chest
and hope my best,
is enough to express
how to handle this mess
with compassionate finesse,
and my mental fitness.-2022
(via graff1980)
there’s pieces of me
littered all over this city
my car wasn’t truth worthy
enough to get me many destinations
but there’s certain streets
that carried my car to
the places i needed to be
i’m just as contradictory as the
city of Los Angeles, but please
know that i’m working on trying
to truly say what i mean
all while keeping my conscious clean
it’s hard for me do so, but i should
be somewhat proud
i never saw myself making it past eighteen
kira malibu
Night makes everything beautiful
stone in cheek
smooth.
(via smittenbypoetry)
tell me, how do you wear your vanities as they come apart over time…
all the world filled with young beauty
while the rest of us content ourselves
withered and old.
—The Hollow Quiet
I’ll tell you, love,
I don’t.
Each piece of superficial self
sloughs off, spent on worthless lovers
and futile attempts to please.
But I am left
with small remembrances
of what is really beautiful.
My freckles that tell of time spent in the sun
Of ice cream, gardens and running without a care.
And my muscle and sinew remind me-
those times are not over.
No. Far from over.
So I pick up my running shoes
for no one
but my own beautiful, freckled self.
And keep running.
(via poeticreverse)
It was like putting sugar in a cup of coffee
because if the painting was more detailed
like coffee grounds symbols
at the bottom of the cup
then at least
I’m going to be playing a clever
devious fortune teller on that exhibition
but, what the painting saw was two colours
Black and White, the usual prevailing mood
And there are more than two colors
— h.harouche
(4.what the painting saw)
1922 friday
thirsty for whimsy
parched in pecuniary purgatory
another bill an empty bottle
barren shelves in a broken cupboard
no time for shopping move along
cracked springs shot shocks
suspension of disbelief staggers
just waiting for the sun to wander west
throw the numbers down and go
.
whatever happened to wonder
and where has this become?
(via smittenbypoetry)