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 Nov 2014 Noel Iesse
David Crum
Rough ,Wet, Make it hurt
Sore in the morning
No time to flirt
No love, no whispers
Not even a kiss
Like animals, Mechanical
Tasting this
Bruises, teeth marks,
hickeys, thirst
*******, licking, Harder, grinding
The spot, Almost
Screaming, finding
Spasm, tightening
******, blinding
 Nov 2014 Noel Iesse
love me
She
 Nov 2014 Noel Iesse
love me
She
so full of hate
yet
so full of love

she has broken through the barriers of reality
she has yielded to the standards of society

she has fought
she is a warrior
She smells like marmalade
and Christmas trees.
She cuts her heart
where she places her knees.
She smokes in the park,
under the skating skies.
She makes me upset
and sometimes I make her cry.

Over in the dark,
she plays in the snow.
And if she feels cold,
I touch her chest
but I don't know.

Bask in the bark:
our names on a tree.
Carved with the knife
that she swung at me.

She says she's drowning in my ocean,
but I feel no emotion.

Her words suggest our bond
is as strong as a noose.
But she only loved me
when I was something to lose.
Sara not so plain and not so tall
Daydreaming in the shopping mall
As blond as a summer day
Speaking of herself in a peculiar way:

"I'm pretty, yes, but I wish to be better;
To be the admiration of a love letter."

But her beauty is the kind that lasts
And makes your heart beat especially fast.
Finland born but London found,
Lovely, sure, but greatness bound.

And the nights grow more tiresome,
as her chest beats a tattered drum.
Her mood too dreary for speckled eyes
that will dim if night blurs into sunrise.

"Sleep why do you run from me,
as my memories grow.
Eyelids, be a blanket,
And melatonin, a pillow."

Victoria Lucas in her head,
as the bell does ring until fed
by the words that sound soft to us
but are actually strong and thus
she is misunderstood-lips are red-
Like Greenwood inspired, kissed dread:
She can save herself before jarred,
Before feathered, before tarred.

And it is my faith that lets me know,
That her happiness will one day grow
Because Sara not so plain and not so tall
Is the strongest of them all
For the lovely Sara Murray.
flames lick the ceiling
the barn door crackles and splits
he reaches for her
You're breaking my heart—
chiseling it away with your tongue.
If only it could've been my tongue
cause i'm tired of the taste
of false hope and love.
A&G
 Nov 2014 Noel Iesse
EJ Aghassi
you think you know someone
you never really do, fool

you think you need somebody
and feel they need you too

you try and want something
someone's crazy enough to want you

you slave and slave and slave away
to force fantasy into truth

all who you would you reach out to
become increasingly obtuse

all thoughts that rattle around
are now familiar abuse

and all that beauty you breathe in
a sweet darkened velvet noose
I think a whole lot
It'd be nice
if you could
stay a while

But I know
that with time
you'll leave

Nevertheless
your company
makes me smile

And that's all
you'll ever need
to give.
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