drew-brinckerhoffWhisper

American

Sort

Sort

Paused in FrequencyIn your eye a shutter-spark that catches / my gaze like a passing street lamp / driving in the rain - it’s refraction

27

4.2k

Bipolar Keys in Rapid SpeedI’m writing this for you Annie, / and I’m writing it with bipolar keys / in rapid speed.

14

4k

I Watched You Day-DreamYou look lost, a stitched-woman, voiding the wind in your hair. / Like face-free-eyes lighting a temple in their reflection / you glare knotted in fall-spokes dreaming of winter.

11

1.8k

We Slept Together, AgainDeathless laying - strewn - / your hand gripping the bone / in my shoulder.

54

1.6k

AppetitesThere was morality in why women want, / but emotional voids are consumed by consumerism / and it’s redundant, but you can’t feed the starving

16

1.6k

Flight for the FallenI carried you on earthen wings / and when we began / the feathers that fell sprouted

29

1.5k

SocialiteBreast-ache woman, you beautify / behind redden scars / and befriend those who are

15

1.5k

FrozenWe were entranced in gold / gold painted / gray like the

21

1.2k

Collaboration of SensesClick-slap of uvula-tonsils and the / brown vanilla on my tongue / write a poem about autumn

5

1.1k

Markets in the TempleA bustling of noses and wind blown hair / gloating over goats which bleed / calculable blood.

25

1.1k

Hello PoetryVoting