sayzar - Hello Poetry

Skin burning through useless clothing accompany the heavy breathing and traveling fingertips Lead the way into the deep dark, blue night sky trying desperately to glisten. A city night wont allow sleep So we meet halfway concrete park and flower bed cushion, Solace in each other’s beating hearts Trying our best to stay quiet, The solitary car driving by drown out Weak whispers of more more Don't more and Stop bodies rocking, knocked knees, empty eyes Remind me again what you need

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Dec 19, 2012

Dec 19, 2012 at 5:12 AM UTC

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Skin burning through useless clothing accompany the heavy breathing and traveling fingertips Lead the way into the deep dark, blue night sky trying desperately to glisten. A city night wont allow sleep So we meet halfway concrete park and flower bed cushion, Solace in each other’s beating hearts Trying our best to stay quiet, The solitary car driving by drown out Weak whispers of more more Don't more and Stop bodies rocking, knocked knees, empty eyes Remind me again what you need

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those in the tribe of “that is enough for a 40 and a bag of chips” like to self diagnose, self medicate, and self love/hate they spend 3 dollars and 75 cents at least three times a week on medicinal purposes only. most often, 3 dollars and 75 cents is not enough. so they diagnose that they can spend up to, but no more than, 6 dollars and something cents on healing yesterday’s wounds and on stitching up tomorrow’s possible cuts those in the tribe of “i wont live to be that old” enjoy loud music, avoiding sleep, and looking angry they wake up dizzy because last night’s dose was a little strong, it will feebly run it’s course through the veins it learned to call home for a few more hours. they hang on because in no time, tonight’s dose will warm their blood again those in the tribe of “i don’t need your pity” like to question authority, read manifestos, and tattoo nighttime cityscapes. they, sometimes, live so fast that they forget to remember. on early morning occasions, they find puzzle pieces they forgot to throw in the closet and they remember who they were, are, and want to be. it is during these “it is 4 o’clock in the morning, why are you calling me” moments that they remember who to love and what to hate. for some, this is progress. for others, this is another 3 dollars and 75 cents. the tribes meet as often as possible. sharing a couple dollars, 75 cents, and some loose lint, they gather the right doses needed to obliterate the demons. although only temporary, the fix holds long enough to help heal, release, and erase.

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Nov 26, 2012

Nov 26, 2012 at 3:56 AM UTC

those in the tribe of...

those in the tribe of “that is enough for a 40 and a bag of chips” like to self diagnose, self medicate, and self love/hate they spend 3 dollars and 75 cents at least three times a week on medicinal purposes only. most often, 3 dollars and 75 cents is not enough. so they diagnose that they can spend up to, but no more than, 6 dollars and something cents on healing yesterday’s wounds and on stitching up tomorrow’s possible cuts those in the tribe of “i wont live to be that old” enjoy loud music, avoiding sleep, and looking angry they wake up dizzy because last night’s dose was a little strong, it will feebly run it’s course through the veins it learned to call home for a few more hours. they hang on because in no time, tonight’s dose will warm their blood again those in the tribe of “i don’t need your pity” like to question authority, read manifestos, and tattoo nighttime cityscapes. they, sometimes, live so fast that they forget to remember. on early morning occasions, they find puzzle pieces they forgot to throw in the closet and they remember who they were, are, and want to be. it is during these “it is 4 o’clock in the morning, why are you calling me” moments that they remember who to love and what to hate. for some, this is progress. for others, this is another 3 dollars and 75 cents. the tribes meet as often as possible. sharing a couple dollars, 75 cents, and some loose lint, they gather the right doses needed to obliterate the demons. although only temporary, the fix holds long enough to help heal, release, and erase.

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I have woken up too often to the prodding of a phone number I refuse to remember. I have collected these mornings along side your letters, words I refuse to discard.

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Nov 23, 2012

Nov 23, 2012 at 3:37 AM UTC

nathaniel is a jailbird

I have woken up too often to the prodding of a phone number I refuse to remember. I have collected these mornings along side your letters, words I refuse to discard.

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shave That lose This burn That freeze It like this if the fire wont do it Please do me a favor and accept what I am shoving down your ******* throat How could you hate us? I am everything you want me to be- Soft skin, inviting hips, lips sweet like wine on a golden plate, special made, just for you. That one is a ***** ***** and this one will **** whoever comes your way She’s a pregnant ***** and that one is a heartless ** got rid of her own But hey, “it ***** you had to get rid of it” Do you remember? Sometimes I remember well. Draw the perfect image and erase her when you’re done Do as you like but don’t you dare ask her what is keeping her up. Don’t you dare ask her what she needs to know and don’t you DARE ask her how she is.

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Nov 6, 2012

Nov 6, 2012 at 4:33 AM UTC

This one is called DUMB **** this one is a little angry

shave That lose This burn That freeze It like this if the fire wont do it Please do me a favor and accept what I am shoving down your ******* throat How could you hate us? I am everything you want me to be- Soft skin, inviting hips, lips sweet like wine on a golden plate, special made, just for you. That one is a ***** ***** and this one will **** whoever comes your way She’s a pregnant ***** and that one is a heartless ** got rid of her own But hey, “it ***** you had to get rid of it” Do you remember? Sometimes I remember well. Draw the perfect image and erase her when you’re done Do as you like but don’t you dare ask her what is keeping her up. Don’t you dare ask her what she needs to know and don’t you DARE ask her how she is.

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running around in circles with scissors in my hand, i cut myself . one two three times i let you see the blood, i let you touch it and i let you smell it and i let you bathe completely in the drops of blood that rained down from my eyes, my fingertips, my thighs, and the ends of my damaged hair i became dependant on your daily intake i grew weak in pursuit of your own but you ran and ran with it you took my self in pints you took me in gallons 365 days 365 days 365 days i sat and i wept the blood that you wiped off my chin and you took it and you took it and you took it you drank it and you bathed in it and you smelled it i watched you as you got drunk off of me until you threw it all up until you threw me all up until you got too sick and you threw it up in the bathroom, in the car, in the living room, and on the bed that we ****** on and finally you were done and with a half dead woman lying at your feet, waiting for a drop or 2 of your own, you walked away 123 , 3000 miles to the east and i lay there for 3 months waiting for your return and i made more cuts in order to lure you and i let my blood spill for 1 2 3 months until i woke up. it was time. it was time to lick my wounds clean dry healthy again on my own, i healed.

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Apr 11, 2012

Apr 11, 2012 at 3:56 AM UTC

three

running around in circles with scissors in my hand, i cut myself . one two three times i let you see the blood, i let you touch it and i let you smell it and i let you bathe completely in the drops of blood that rained down from my eyes, my fingertips, my thighs, and the ends of my damaged hair i became dependant on your daily intake i grew weak in pursuit of your own but you ran and ran with it you took my self in pints you took me in gallons 365 days 365 days 365 days i sat and i wept the blood that you wiped off my chin and you took it and you took it and you took it you drank it and you bathed in it and you smelled it i watched you as you got drunk off of me until you threw it all up until you threw me all up until you got too sick and you threw it up in the bathroom, in the car, in the living room, and on the bed that we ****** on and finally you were done and with a half dead woman lying at your feet, waiting for a drop or 2 of your own, you walked away 123 , 3000 miles to the east and i lay there for 3 months waiting for your return and i made more cuts in order to lure you and i let my blood spill for 1 2 3 months until i woke up. it was time. it was time to lick my wounds clean dry healthy again on my own, i healed.

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dinner is sit down at the table dinner is family dinner is mami and papi flirt like theyre dating dinner is tell me how your day was dinner is make an announcement dinner is this new healthy alternative dinner is fish, again? dinner is i did my best, im tired dinner is do you guys like it? dinner is shut up, mark! dinner is silence dinner is laughter dinner is potato jokes but only in spanish dinner is thank you when youre done dinner is happy birthday! dinner is im sorry hello thank you i love you it was amazing thank you thank you thank you dinner is mami papi nohelia liency mark dinner is everyday at 5:30, be there with clean clothing and clean hands.

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Feb 15, 2012

Feb 15, 2012 at 9:27 PM UTC

dinner

dinner is sit down at the table dinner is family dinner is mami and papi flirt like theyre dating dinner is tell me how your day was dinner is make an announcement dinner is this new healthy alternative dinner is fish, again? dinner is i did my best, im tired dinner is do you guys like it? dinner is shut up, mark! dinner is silence dinner is laughter dinner is potato jokes but only in spanish dinner is thank you when youre done dinner is happy birthday! dinner is im sorry hello thank you i love you it was amazing thank you thank you thank you dinner is mami papi nohelia liency mark dinner is everyday at 5:30, be there with clean clothing and clean hands.

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dark purple bruises etched so violently on her amidst pain, pleasure.

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Nov 20, 2011

Nov 20, 2011 at 6:11 PM UTC

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