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sean-devlin
sean-devlin
M Tell me what you really think.
I dreamt of you, walking through a thick fog towards me, coming slow with flowers in your hand this city is draped in a heavy air early morning, I wake in bed alone and the timid dawn slowly pulls me back to life we hardly mumble to each other as we pass
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Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 8:21 PM UTC
quickened footsteps
I was sitting at my desk when a bird flies through the screen, straight at my face. I smack it away from me and it bounces off the wall and onto my bed where it starts flapping around. I look back to the window and see another bird heading straight for me, so I slide it shut just before its body slams into the glass and then flops to the garden bellow. The bird on the bed is tangled in my sheets and is madly trying to free itself. From then on my life was madness. Birds were slamming into my house and trying to break in and **** me constantly. The police and then the FBI and soon all organizations were involved, trying to figure out what was drawing these murderous animals to me. At first they had moved me around the state, then the country, yet no matter where I went it made no difference. Day in and day out birds would pile up outside wherever I was 'hiding', killing themselves from slamming into the buildings. Eventually they brought me deep into a mountain but even still, this didn’t slow them down. As the weeks passed it was obvious that soon there would be no birds left on the planet. Winged demons from all over the world were flying to wherever I happened to be, all bent on trying to **** me. So many birds slammed into that mountainside that it changed the way it looked. Once all the birds had died I was finally able to leave the mountain and live a relatively normal life, though quite a few people were upset about the situation. I was reminded constantly of what happened and the world felt different for a while, quieter, and cleaner. You wouldn’t think so but living in a city without any pigeons or bird **** makes quite a difference! Eventually I settled into a career and had children and forgot all about it, as my days are now preoccupied with thoughts of suicide.
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Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 6:32 PM UTC
Birds Gone Suicide
I was sitting at my desk when a bird flies through the screen, straight at my face. I smack it away from me and it bounces off the wall and onto my bed where it starts flapping around. I look back to the window and see another bird heading straight for me, so I slide it shut just before its body slams into the glass and then flops to the garden bellow. The bird on the bed is tangled in my sheets and is madly trying to free itself. From then on my life was madness. Birds were slamming into my house and trying to break in and **** me constantly. The police and then the FBI and soon all organizations were involved, trying to figure out what was drawing these murderous animals to me. At first they had moved me around the state, then the country, yet no matter where I went it made no difference. Day in and day out birds would pile up outside wherever I was 'hiding', killing themselves from slamming into the buildings. Eventually they brought me deep into a mountain but even still, this didn’t slow them down. As the weeks passed it was obvious that soon there would be no birds left on the planet. Winged demons from all over the world were flying to wherever I happened to be, all bent on trying to **** me. So many birds slammed into that mountainside that it changed the way it looked. Once all the birds had died I was finally able to leave the mountain and live a relatively normal life, though quite a few people were upset about the situation. I was reminded constantly of what happened and the world felt different for a while, quieter, and cleaner. You wouldn’t think so but living in a city without any pigeons or bird **** makes quite a difference! Eventually I settled into a career and had children and forgot all about it, as my days are now preoccupied with thoughts of suicide.
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The dog ran down with a bird in it's mouth saying "temp me to bite" You’re the odd I’m the lost one And I’ve been tryin hard to believe That everything I love won’t leave But I know thats just a Mirage in a sand soaked brain Trying my best to keep you from feeling This same kind of pain She’s been spinning circles around me for days I’ve been sitting by the water Watching as it pulled away
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Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 6:31 PM UTC
Stay hungry
The air was thick and hard to breath water was flooding through the cracks in the walls Staring through the window while she pressed down on me I wasn't where I wanted to be I felt her fingertips against my skin like they were foreign invaders trying to force their way in The weight of her uncertainty crushing through me I watched the tremor behind her eyes as she dropped her body onto my lap Our lips fumbled in the darkness and I felt like my interest was being devoured not by her, but by the mistake I made in coming here Her hair doesn't fall across my face the way yours does Her skin doesn't smell sweet and salty like the shore Her hand on my back that is trying to draw me in only pushes me away, your hand used to push through and massage the ***** protected by my ribs Your face in front of me always felt like coming home the others are vacations I never wanted to take
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Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 6:19 PM UTC
Untitled
She stripped off her clothes, stepping out of her black ******* last lowering herself into that pool of steaming water I watched her with stifled hunger "This is it. This is everything, isn’t it." It wasn’t a question I was asking as the rain crashed down around us through the half open roof She stretched her arms out and shook her head, silent, grinning at me from across the bath **** those tiny dagger teeth, so far from my bones" I threw her an invitation to destroy me but she was too comfortable way over there and she knew better after all this time than to interrupt my romantic ******** I could really get carried away on the feeling as if some insidious little moth crept in and started pounding against my rib cage, against the backs of my eyes taking me to some other place, as some other creature "You know, you know.. Just drown me in here, like a rat stuck in a sewer pipe, fat and useless and happy! I’m drunk and hazy on this lust." I could see her chest heave as if the air was suddenly too thick to swallow "What I know is that you’re ****** you’re ****** and so I’m ****** and she was right but it was too late her words faltered and faded off halfway across the ocean between us sailboats of wisdom lost at sea with sailors throwing themselves overboard I was gone by then, living a thousand daydreams as scenes unfolded where no one could see as the rain stung my face Her eyes were wide and she was searching the stars for me but I was already tucked away inside her mystery
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Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 6:13 PM UTC
Tucked Away
She stripped off her clothes, stepping out of her black ******* last lowering herself into that pool of steaming water I watched her with stifled hunger "This is it. This is everything, isn’t it." It wasn’t a question I was asking as the rain crashed down around us through the half open roof She stretched her arms out and shook her head, silent, grinning at me from across the bath **** those tiny dagger teeth, so far from my bones" I threw her an invitation to destroy me but she was too comfortable way over there and she knew better after all this time than to interrupt my romantic ******** I could really get carried away on the feeling as if some insidious little moth crept in and started pounding against my rib cage, against the backs of my eyes taking me to some other place, as some other creature "You know, you know.. Just drown me in here, like a rat stuck in a sewer pipe, fat and useless and happy! I’m drunk and hazy on this lust." I could see her chest heave as if the air was suddenly too thick to swallow "What I know is that you’re ****** you’re ****** and so I’m ****** and she was right but it was too late her words faltered and faded off halfway across the ocean between us sailboats of wisdom lost at sea with sailors throwing themselves overboard I was gone by then, living a thousand daydreams as scenes unfolded where no one could see as the rain stung my face Her eyes were wide and she was searching the stars for me but I was already tucked away inside her mystery
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We broke bones falling over each others wild horse chase She pressed her fingertips into my ribs said "you’re not like them" and I could feel her move right through me I grabbed her face and her tongue pushed past my teeth like a battering ram I wanted to destroy everything Some time later I woke up, starving for her grip around me I pressed against her, she slid her ******* down and half asleep we rolled on the waves "This is going to be dangerous" She didn’t care, or maybe she didn’t know We had drunk enough where the words didn’t mean anything, anymore I made her promise we wouldn’t get lost but I could see the twinkle in her eye She has the fire and I have the fuel Together we could really **** things up
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Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 6:10 PM UTC
Wild Horse Chase
This time I feel more than nothing some curiosity and a want to be near you that runs deeper than those surface charms Her soothing voice, I could listen to that purr until I lay myself in the grave Digging holes deeper than her soul though not as misplaced There was a gracefulness in the way her crooked mouth spit out the words "If god exists, the curse has been cast upon me" In that moment I wanted to devour her like a rogue wave rushing towards a beachside village a hunger so old and archaic my roots were twisting themselves in the comfort of possible disaster With her teeth gnashing against my bones Her skinny legs entwined in mine My mouth pressed against the heartbeat in her neck I wanted to drown in this fever between our bodies "If god has forsaken you, I will crush the ******* into a powder" She didn’t hear me, deep asleep, finally finding peace as the dreams come and go with her head against my chest, breathing me in until there was nothing left These daydreams stab through the veil of my solitary safety Wake me from this madness, I’ve been here before
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Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 6:09 PM UTC
If you were forsaken
Im just lonely, really she whispered across the table and I want someone to hold me I know that after *** we will collapse into each others arms and stay that way, for at least a little while Thats the work and thats the reward those fleeting moments of touch I am not sexually insatiable I am affectionately empty
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Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 7:36 PM UTC
empty tanks
Theres a light in your room I see from my rooftop tomb Watching the shadows along the wall and I know I should look up at the moon But when I do I’m just waiting for it to fall They said it takes some time to get over the loss But thats a mountain I can’t seem to scale They swore that another would come to take your place But all those who’ve tried have failed I find myself laying in the grass at night Hoping that it pulls me into the grave To feel such a strong deep embrace And have nothing left to say
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Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 11:03 PM UTC
Light In Your Room
The mountain looks down on me Smiling sinner Drop your sunshine around me Im drowning Theres anger in the earth now Time to give birth now My child has died Silver lake swimming Nothing means anything Anymore I threw her face against The wall I slept in the yard With the dogs dancing on my chest Empty nest Leaving them all behind Ribbons spill out of me My arms are dangling Useless from carrying Everything Look down at me mountain man share with me gods plan Tell her that I died Im just a husk of a human hide How can I explain my Simple situation If you’ve never felt a thing
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Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 10:53 PM UTC
Blue Water