rainydaysunday - Hello Poetry

i want someone to cradle me someone to bathe my body of myself someone to run a warm washcloth over my hips and wash away the hurt. to cluck soothingly. or be silent. to take my hands in theirs and guide them away from me. bend over me in the bath i am helpless a child in a woman's body scrub my back. get a mug from the kitchen and use it to pour the water over my head like some sort of baptism. i dont care if the shampoo gets in my eyes I'll keep them shut. It will sting like going back in time once your arms tire of dipping, filling, and pouring again and again, give me your hand and i will get out. I'll hold the towel close. hugging it around my arms like some sort of bat when it sleeps only im not really upside down the water will drip from my hair onto the tile. I will shiver and it will be welcome.

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Nov 19, 2017

Nov 19, 2017 at 1:19 PM UTC

drained

i want someone to cradle me someone to bathe my body of myself someone to run a warm washcloth over my hips and wash away the hurt. to cluck soothingly. or be silent. to take my hands in theirs and guide them away from me. bend over me in the bath i am helpless a child in a woman's body scrub my back. get a mug from the kitchen and use it to pour the water over my head like some sort of baptism. i dont care if the shampoo gets in my eyes I'll keep them shut. It will sting like going back in time once your arms tire of dipping, filling, and pouring again and again, give me your hand and i will get out. I'll hold the towel close. hugging it around my arms like some sort of bat when it sleeps only im not really upside down the water will drip from my hair onto the tile. I will shiver and it will be welcome.

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I'm thinking of Iowa and you and time im thinking of long car rides and your hands I'm thinking of the condensation on the windows of your taurus what if its dying is symbolic of our love? What if I don't love you as much as you do? why have i almost cried so many times today this month has gone by so quickly I haven't had time to breathe I know you but i cant tell if you know me why am i not perfectly happy?

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May 17, 2016

May 17, 2016 at 2:12 AM UTC

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I'm thinking of Iowa and you and time im thinking of long car rides and your hands I'm thinking of the condensation on the windows of your taurus what if its dying is symbolic of our love? What if I don't love you as much as you do? why have i almost cried so many times today this month has gone by so quickly I haven't had time to breathe I know you but i cant tell if you know me why am i not perfectly happy?

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My feelings had wheels that day. they slid and fell and whizzed past I tried keeping up with them I laced my skates tight to hold my own I cleared my head in crowds, tossing myself forward so I could be on the same track And I still need more practice I never caught up with them. But you couldn't skate. You were a baby giraffe and I felt unfair You let me grab your hand. And around we stumbled. I told myself that if you fell it would be over between us. But I smiled as we rounded each corner I smiled when I looked and saw our hands together. I smiled when I knew you were right there And I smiled when I held you up. Held you steady. I felt like an oak tree. I didn't talk enough. But you sure enough didn't fall on my watch. maybe I wish you had.

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Nov 20, 2014

Nov 20, 2014 at 10:00 PM UTC

Roller Skates

My feelings had wheels that day. they slid and fell and whizzed past I tried keeping up with them I laced my skates tight to hold my own I cleared my head in crowds, tossing myself forward so I could be on the same track And I still need more practice I never caught up with them. But you couldn't skate. You were a baby giraffe and I felt unfair You let me grab your hand. And around we stumbled. I told myself that if you fell it would be over between us. But I smiled as we rounded each corner I smiled when I looked and saw our hands together. I smiled when I knew you were right there And I smiled when I held you up. Held you steady. I felt like an oak tree. I didn't talk enough. But you sure enough didn't fall on my watch. maybe I wish you had.

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There's this boy... (How to start every bad poem ever) He has curly brown hair that frizzes and stays in perfect little curls. He is funny The muscles in his back make perfect sense. When he reaches up to pull the curtain I want him to be pulling the drapes in my livingroom. Cutting us off from any interruption. i wonder what he thinks about me maybe i am just really vulnerable right now but I think i have a crush again When I rest my warm hands pinkie to pinkie with his, he doesn't move away. I moved past, my cheek brushed his shirtsleeve and i liked the feeling. He's pretty. I am also pretty. I wanna make out with him.

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Nov 7, 2014

Nov 7, 2014 at 1:44 AM UTC

BOYS

There's this boy... (How to start every bad poem ever) He has curly brown hair that frizzes and stays in perfect little curls. He is funny The muscles in his back make perfect sense. When he reaches up to pull the curtain I want him to be pulling the drapes in my livingroom. Cutting us off from any interruption. i wonder what he thinks about me maybe i am just really vulnerable right now but I think i have a crush again When I rest my warm hands pinkie to pinkie with his, he doesn't move away. I moved past, my cheek brushed his shirtsleeve and i liked the feeling. He's pretty. I am also pretty. I wanna make out with him.

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i kissed a girl accidentally the other day i flustered myself. We were joking, walking towards each other; Chicken with a kiss i had thought of it before. i think i wanted to see what it was like. I think i liked her a little in that moment. i really just don't know

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Nov 7, 2014

Nov 7, 2014 at 1:36 AM UTC

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i kissed a girl accidentally the other day i flustered myself. We were joking, walking towards each other; Chicken with a kiss i had thought of it before. i think i wanted to see what it was like. I think i liked her a little in that moment. i really just don't know

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even when i love myself it doesnt change anything. And it is too much work. Who knows? maybe the hate will be beneficial

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Nov 1, 2014

Nov 1, 2014 at 3:13 AM UTC

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even when i love myself it doesnt change anything. And it is too much work. Who knows? maybe the hate will be beneficial

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i feel sad at 11:56 when ive had cups of coffee the sadness lives in the back of my neck the pit of my stomach behind my eyes it's the uncomfortable impression carpet leaves on every palm that holds weight for too long feet cold enough to feel lump in my throat Forming my mouth into a smile seems like the world's biggest, most useless lie Useless. I still haven't cut my nails they are nice reminders of my own anxieties my palms haven't made up their minds-- whether they should stay or go stay and hold who knows if this is art i can't seem to think analytically rationally clearly but i know i want to be smaller I know i shouldn't want that I know I miss her. I don't know how. 12:09 and it's dark I am s[o confused]ad

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Nov 1, 2014

Nov 1, 2014 at 3:10 AM UTC

12:09

i feel sad at 11:56 when ive had cups of coffee the sadness lives in the back of my neck the pit of my stomach behind my eyes it's the uncomfortable impression carpet leaves on every palm that holds weight for too long feet cold enough to feel lump in my throat Forming my mouth into a smile seems like the world's biggest, most useless lie Useless. I still haven't cut my nails they are nice reminders of my own anxieties my palms haven't made up their minds-- whether they should stay or go stay and hold who knows if this is art i can't seem to think analytically rationally clearly but i know i want to be smaller I know i shouldn't want that I know I miss her. I don't know how. 12:09 and it's dark I am s[o confused]ad

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I flew across the ocean to somewhereI ne verwasbefo re. I stopped in different airports different countries different people different Air Off the plane. Outside Finally. The air cushioned my lungs ;reassurance The city the towns the country everywhere. I was Home more than ever before. Dialect adopted my speech The earth fed my peace The clouds drifted serenity my way.

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Sep 9, 2014

Sep 9, 2014 at 8:55 PM UTC

Ireland

I flew across the ocean to somewhereI ne verwasbefo re. I stopped in different airports different countries different people different Air Off the plane. Outside Finally. The air cushioned my lungs ;reassurance The city the towns the country everywhere. I was Home more than ever before. Dialect adopted my speech The earth fed my peace The clouds drifted serenity my way.

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like a wool sweater you warmed only parts of me. the rest you left naked to the harsh reality, in the wind

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Jul 24, 2014

Jul 24, 2014 at 1:28 AM UTC

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like a wool sweater you warmed only parts of me. the rest you left naked to the harsh reality, in the wind

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She was there like the cloud that moved in front of the sun to block the glare from your eyes You could tell she saw everything. She was alone And she was good at it. But you saw her hesitate when she stopped to buy a candy. You saw her, across the store, pace back and forth-- with small little steps, rocking back and forth, to build up enough momentum to make her decision. She glanced around for no one to see. You could see her walk with confidence. The way she looked at everyone like she was reassuring herself. She sat by the bus stop, alone. And you saw her.

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Jul 23, 2014

Jul 23, 2014 at 2:28 PM UTC

Her

She was there like the cloud that moved in front of the sun to block the glare from your eyes You could tell she saw everything. She was alone And she was good at it. But you saw her hesitate when she stopped to buy a candy. You saw her, across the store, pace back and forth-- with small little steps, rocking back and forth, to build up enough momentum to make her decision. She glanced around for no one to see. You could see her walk with confidence. The way she looked at everyone like she was reassuring herself. She sat by the bus stop, alone. And you saw her.

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