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- it's like prozac, but not. at allpoetry
it's messed up. two sick people feeding off each other's sicknesses. that is never good. - go ahead-- let the melody tremble; grasp at straws and beat on steel drums-- we were never alone to begin with, you know; at allpoetry
if you dig the title, you'll be sorely disappointed. - mélange at allpoetry
. - k.e.a. at allpoetry
I can’t let go of that feeling-- pasty-white, frail, hunched over a drainpipe, and dry-heaving through tears-- I was loved, even as my insi - i didn't see the burning bush, but i still see the smoke at allpoetry
. - untitled-- because a name is a privilege not yet earned. at allpoetry
. - [ ] at allpoetry
. - orgasm oaths (it was over before it started) at allpoetry
. - i didn’t know what to say so i mumbled, ‘sure' at allpoetry
. - a piece of prose for a special person at allpoetry
. - finding hope beneath the weight of the world at allpoetry
. - made love on a hospital bed (till death stole my climax) at allpoetry
. - November 25, 2007 at allpoetry
. - mm. this moment. right now. [aka untitled & unfinished] at allpoetry
. - Column: mmm, the south. [an update] at allpoetry
- recovering, I think. at allpoetry
. - casualty [spoken word] at allpoetry
a spoken word piece. - hank chinaski && my traveling lover at allpoetry
. - reserved at allpoetry
. - brazen at allpoetry
. - sixteen at allpoetry
. - dead poets define life at allpoetry
14 words contest. - noah at allpoetry
14 words contest - smoke those sluts at allpoetry
14 words contest. - daughter re: father at allpoetry
14 words contest - old world religion at allpoetry
. - reserving at allpoetry
. - unspoken convictions make shallow graves at allpoetry
. - you're worse than the nicotine. at allpoetry
. - It's hard to see with sand in your eyes. at allpoetry
. - destination: detonation at allpoetry
magnetic and explosive-- - trophy at allpoetry
. - [ ] at allpoetry
. - II. the tints at allpoetry
. - I. the tales at allpoetry
. - Untitled at allpoetry
. - meditations vs. actions at allpoetry
. - reserved at allpoetry
alright so now i'm awake... might as well. - reserved. at allpoetry
. - w.i.p. at allpoetry
. - Am & Pm at allpoetry
. - gomer at allpoetry
knees to my chest, with damp cheeks - game at allpoetry
innocently, he asked me what - halloween at allpoetry
wearing a black bowling hat - refusing revelations at allpoetry
my dormant muse was swallowing - one syllable men at allpoetry
on a cold october morning, pierced only by - victim at allpoetry
peeling back protective, - toxic at allpoetry
you were the man who held my drooping halo - struggle at allpoetry
sometimes I find myself - for amie at allpoetry
you were somewhere- - clash at allpoetry
he spoke quite fondly - blasphemy at allpoetry
he listened to ‘christian rock’- - professional help- not required at allpoetry
. - memories of the boy I crushed [part I: guilt] at allpoetry
. - ornithologist at allpoetry
‘ornithologist’ was your official - evacuation at allpoetry
pre-rain particles drift up my nostrils - city limits & speckled skylines at allpoetry
. - [ ] at allpoetry
you disliked the taste of champagne and - remember me in violet hues and indigo shades at allpoetry
. - [ the day we met, ] at allpoetry
the day we met, I smelled of - don't let me hurt you at allpoetry
dragonflies float ashes fall - hiding between failure: beauty at allpoetry
. - enabler at allpoetry
you reached out, smudging a droplet - this is to you at allpoetry
this is currently a sloppy mess. - teenage tongue-in-cheek [we’re a joke.] at allpoetry
our lives were in shambles & all we could think about was our fix- - not a regret-- a recovery at allpoetry
starchy white bed sheets served as the scenic backdrop for our high-school-fueled Shakespearean imitation. - colored remnants of black & white memories at allpoetry
those crushed cigarettes became a work of art, - hypocrisy [haiku] at allpoetry
You taste like failure. I see too much of myself - a question; an ultimatum at allpoetry
. - pretenses & pretty promises at allpoetry
oh boy, look at that alliteration.
when did I become another emo teenager? - Charlotte [story] at allpoetry
This is a short story. I think it's a good one. &I'm typically not a big fan of my own work. - the joyful faithless at allpoetry
you told me to ‘have faith’ and I laughed in your face - RIP Coleman at allpoetry
we were frozen in stunned silence, blown away by the harsh realization - fearless at allpoetry
written for a contest. a story pretending to be a poem. - beloved gemela at allpoetry
prompt: homecoming - photographic train wreck [prose] at allpoetry
deep in the core of my bones, I ached to get away from this place… dandelions were tossing memories in the wind and whispering of times when the collision of a million stars still sounded like a beautiful t - mamóns at allpoetry
the most personal piece of poetry I've ever had the nerve to let anyone read. - the li[v]es we weave at allpoetry
. - k at allpoetry
k! - scribbled in the middle of the last high school english class I'll ever take; at allpoetry
leave me alone, I like my title. - reserved at allpoetry
let's give this a shot. - I need to post this before I sober up. Mmhmm. at allpoetry
the blueprint for awkward silences was sketched on your vacant lungs - hitchhikers guide to humanity at allpoetry
aka: I don't know what to call this; & Line breaks make it seem way longer than it is. - televangelists survive like cockroaches; at allpoetry
. - tarzan loves jane; at allpoetry
your heels thumped on the hardwood flooring as you padded, - flotsam at allpoetry
broken promises aimlessly drifted - [I can feel your absence in my bone-marrow] at allpoetry
an attempt at writing prose, because you seem to like it very much. & this is your contest, afterall. - now I understand; [not a poem, really] at allpoetry
. - commas && curse words at allpoetry
I imagine this reading somewhat like a eulogy. - insects make more sense than I do; at allpoetry
sitting indian-style next to a pile of ants, - [i'm feeling raw.] at allpoetry
silence hung in the air as you whispered: - yours. all yours. at allpoetry
I fell in love with the way you looked at me when our eyes met that night. Across the stacks of technicolor t-shirts, CDs, and a red Dixie cup full of sharpies, your eyes found mine as I slid a photo of your band across the t - the way you did at allpoetry
In that neon-pink spiral notebook, I started one hundred & twenty seven poems that all began with: “I fell in love with the way you [insert meaningless demonstration of affection here]” Even as I write that again, my m - cherubim && butterflies haunt my memories of you; at allpoetry
drunken sex lingers on my fingertips & shimmers brightly off my skin - inhaling alphabet scraps; exhaling poetic attempts; at allpoetry
such simplistic observations were so keenly - me acosto con rosemaria; at allpoetry
I went to bed with rosemary and woke with the haunting remnants - I can picture you [comfortable] in a fancy feathered-hat; at allpoetry
elegance radiated off her skin as she rested in silence- - "smore" is a dirty word; at allpoetry
the nostalgic scent of burning charcoal and - infinitely sightless; at allpoetry
brilliant orange embers flit across the backdrop - department store inspired nonsense. yes, really. nonsense; at allpoetry
“retail therapy” fell scornfully from your lips… breezily floating through the air - even your text messages inspire me;; at allpoetry
you told me that you were walking the line of the disappointed - [ pressed up against that wall ] at allpoetry
pressed up against that wall in the only room in the entire backstage - dawn breaks without the ringing of my cell phone; at allpoetry
every morning as I claw my way - these were the things that defined her life; at allpoetry
i. tangled hair, smudged eyeliner, & a pocket full of poetry-covered sticky notes… - breakin' habits not hearts;; at allpoetry
I think I’m finally realizing that regardless of how much I tried - 11:11 strikes [mirror image wishful wounds] at allpoetry
it’s 11:12;; & one minute ago - I thought of you; - some girls just can't let go. at allpoetry
I realize now, that you never had any intention of following through. you never planned to touch me, - the joke is [on] me;; at allpoetry
my throat is dry, my eyelids are wet, - this isn't love [it's addiction] at allpoetry
you’re my obsession in the most twisted way I can manage;; & I don’t know [why; how; when] you crawled underneath - use[me]less at allpoetry
I’m falling for the idea of you - oh what a feeling;; at allpoetry
it was completely silly, the way we were letting ourselves live… - [ as I stumbled into the kitchen this morning ] at allpoetry
this is a short story pretending to be a poem. don't waste your time. - a product of margarita night with my girls at allpoetry
you were sitting on the windowsill, your cigarette hanging above - [scream so loud] the neighbors'll complain;; at allpoetry
if silence is beautiful, the rattling headboard is - drop it [like it meant something] at allpoetry
. - a hurricane named heartache;; at allpoetry
I feel that first dripdripdrop on my fingers - deceit && double meanings at allpoetry
you’re artfully twisting your words- lacing every syllable with - separation anxiety [help- I can't breathe] at allpoetry
. - I'm bursting from this cocoon [don't you see me?] at allpoetry
. - I need you [to let me in]; at allpoetry
do you love me enough to look at me-- even now? enough to let me near you when you can’t stand yourself-- - oh yay. at allpoetry
reserved. - in at allpoetry
in - [ I was sipping coffee ] at allpoetry
I was sipping coffee in a booth at Waffle House, - I can try! at allpoetry
fifteen words is going to kill me. - Emaciated at allpoetry
slipping on that tye-dye shirt I bought for her two years ago, - payphone promises at allpoetry
part of my heart is resting in Chicago- calling me from a rusted payphone every few days, - happily cliche [a tribute to The Boy] at allpoetry
. - [[goodbye rhymes with forever]] at allpoetry
we were driving in circles around my sleeping neighborhood - [ as I sat with you ] at allpoetry
I realized how poetic life can be
when you look at it from this angle; - [ I pushed you onto your back, ] at allpoetry
I pushed you onto your back, moving with you and straddling - & I know you'll be okay; at allpoetry
do you remember the day we decided to spend an entire twenty-four hours, - [ I sat on your back-porch ] at allpoetry
it was absolutely breathtaking
to see you like that- - Used: a definition at allpoetry
. - [ 911 ] explosion at the cheese-factory at allpoetry
... I'll come up with a real title for this eventually. - I would never be able to pick a suitable title for this. So I won't try. at allpoetry
the park bench is covered in autumn’s finest collection - mineee at allpoetry
spot. - [you are nothing.] at allpoetry
. - i'm posting this because i need help with it. at allpoetry
yep - la-dee-da [i think i creamed my panties;;] at allpoetry
I’m no half-hour whore,
or a feminazi with a grudge against - reserved at allpoetry
it's worth a shot. - reserved at allpoetry
ah - reserved at allpoetry
hells yeah. - February 28th, 2007 at allpoetry
you were wearing my sweater and playing with the strings-- - brightly colored death sticks at allpoetry
colored cigarettes still blacken lungs, & what’s the point in being - ATTENTION: [shatter hearts at your convenience] at allpoetry
swing-set storylines lay crumbled up in scrap-paper balls - who knew a memory could be so [stunning?] at allpoetry
. - a collection of drunken notes-to-self at allpoetry
a collection of drunken notes-to-self innocently condemned & forced into insomniac never-ending nights with your grotesquely stunning face burned into my retinas & your almost poetic lies revealing the truth about fo - sealed with a kiss && a shut.the.fuck.up. at allpoetry
our sweaty bodies & this dazzling age difference
are threatening to tell the tale of the forbidden love - fuck&&flee [like it's your job;;] at allpoetry
I wanted to be your first groupie.fuck-- the original notch on your soon-to-be frayed belt; - [what a fucking mess;;] at allpoetry
I’ll saran-wrap this gaping wound for you, my darling little lover; I want you to see how beautiful my insides (really) are. - [rock-star keepsakes & plain-jane memories] at allpoetry
signed, dated, & sealed with a kiss; / you hand it over and murmur: / “this’ll be worth something someday, baby.” / & now we’re pressing our lips together / in the frenzied secret embrace (we’ve down right mastered) - let's get it {twisted} at allpoetry
I’m playing on words [dancing on these cliché phrases] / & spilling my heart through this pen;; / communicating through dirty looks & shaky silences / & realizing for the first time / that I’m nothing more than a - sugarcoated goodbyes [still sting.] at allpoetry
marlboro midnights and backseat romances;; / this love surprised the hell out of me / [but this lust was oh-so-expected;;] / now I’m biting my tongue [or is that yours, bby?] / & hoping we never have to say goodbye;; - [un]folding broken paperclips at allpoetry
marching hand in hand to the beat of my slowly breaking heart / I know you won’t be around much longer / && that leaves me [un]ashamed to grip your fingers / just a little tighter;; / now our pinkies are telling secre - melodies && mary-jane dreams at allpoetry
these passions are colliding-- / fighting it out & pitting / the sound in my ears / the feeling in my fingers / & the humming of my soul / against the numbness in my veins / &nb - this is a work in progress not worth reading [yet] at allpoetry
I’ll saran-wrap this gaping wound for you, my darling little lover; / I want you to see how beautiful my insides (really) are. / but not to worry-- I won’t risk getting a single drop / on your freshly-ironed shirt or yo - survival guide for [whorebag]queens at allpoetry
brightly colored [&temperamental] mood rings / pink cheeks, and stale cigarettes-- / the staples of a filthy little [whorebag]queen;; / harlequin romances took too much effort - my.silly.little.{daddy complex} at allpoetry
I’ll be your twisted chubby nympho[maniac] / if you’ll be the heat in these straight-leg skinny jeans;; / ten to fifteen years, plus; [life sentence, if you’d like]- / aged to perfection for my silly little / - statistics of a small town heartbreak at allpoetry
I point out my pitiful two-stoplight town on a colored map, and find the courage to whisper: “This is where you belong;” / but Hollywood keeps a tight grip on her youngest up-and-comings, & you’ve been climbing that es - NerveDamageNeverLookedSoSexy at allpoetry
you used to sparkle like the diamonds you swore were in my eyes; / but this self-medication is spiraling out of control / & I’m seeing affliction manifested in everything you have to offer;; / these anesthetics will kee - "So put to rest what you thought of me." at allpoetry
& I’m learning that it’s okay to let this go / [it’s okay to drop the act; / it’s okay to confess;;] / so I will take this step; say these words / & scribble my name along the dotted line / for - [feminism never sounds so dirty] at allpoetry
feminism never sounded like such a dirty word / as it did coming from your faithless lips; / && it never looked so goddamn tacky / as it did when y - [ do you remember the first time your anger got the best of us? ] at allpoetry
do you remember the first time your anger got the best of us? / the way I stayed still in the immediate aftermath- / looking away, even as the blood trickled down my freshly wounded lip; / the way I finally looked back - I don't believe a word she slurs;; at allpoetry
oh, she’s got a way with words / & her words have their ways / of trapping me -- locking me in my place. / it’s been so long since she’s smiled in my direction / but she’s doing just fine;; - I'll show you spineless. at allpoetry
you’re adorable in the pathetic way you watch me / from across the room;; like you think I don’t notice / [like you think it wasn’t what I was going for;;] / && I’m falling for the feeling of that unbridled power - the girl [[behind]] the song at allpoetry
I never wanted to see my name in lights, / but I would give anything / to see yours [f l a s h i n g] across the marquee, / hovering / - The Failure of a Pretty Woman Fantasy at allpoetry
she’s just a pin-up girl with / long blonde hair and a body to sell. / oh to be young and beautiful. / oh to be young and addicted… / young and obsessed with reaching the stars- / or better yet - becoming one. / H - Untitled - For Amie at allpoetry
closure goes down best in small doses / but honey, I’m about to drink it straight. / spoonfuls of sugar are / long forgotten- / I’m swigging whiskey to purge the aftertaste / of heartbreak. / your name is on
