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Iris’s dance back and forth behind closed eyelids
Chest expanding up and down, steady
Mouth hangs open, inhaling and exhaling midnight air.

Slither between cotton sheets and bare skin,
Against arm hair, weaving between hills of *******
Pave the trail of goose bumps.

Tunnel past saliva soaked taste buds
Slick scales snag on a slippery uvula
Oil coats the esophagus

Where are the lungs?
Hiss down the vocal chords, echo
Limbless body navigates the diaphragm

Weave past ribs
Under, over, under, over
Spot the synchronized lumps of flesh
Dancing in unison to the rhythm of the life beat
Coil around, hug them tight
Constrict the chest until the dancing stops

Locate the heart, file the fangs
Make the ******* beat stop
Release the venom into the bloodstream
Paralyze every nerve, every fiber
But just enough to nurture agony.
 Nov 2013 Tien - Tim
Tana Young
My eyelids are folding over my body
As I roll into my flesh bed
I dream, and I dream of you
I bury the dream
And I wake up underground
 Nov 2013 Tien - Tim
Rachel Ueda
I love this time of year
seducing the nights of November
faintly hearing my past self praying to my present
most of my skin bare, colliding with the falls frosty air
I can see the stars but feel the effortless boundaries of gravity
pounding
yet its somewhat comforting knowing I am contained

I become more human than spirit
with senses intact
and in truth, it feels good, feels present
to have the soul and mind separated

my human wrappings can still inhale the world and feel the touch of the dead
but it suppresses eternity
suffocates the inner philosopher that analyzes everything as more than known..seen

it hears the time ticking, senses the warmth of the clocks arms
feels the weight of the choices

In my present self, in my flesh, my skin
I can feel the beautiful ecstasy

of simply

sitting on my rooftop

and drinking white wine.
 Oct 2013 Tien - Tim
Tana Young
From the present... I fell in love.
I was off not above.
I could not love as you.
Soon... my love, would blue.
It would turn to the sea.
And that would be... be my long creed.
Pain inside me amplified by love.
Being drowned in desolation.
The only thing flooding my throat... was indeed desperation.
I unnaturally studied melancholy.
My heart was broken... from the pressure of the water.
I will never take another peaceful breath.
Love will be my death.
I quickly sink.
I'm on the brink,
Of vanity!
I've lost my in·sanity?
From the present... I fell in love.
The blue... sang its deathly, elegant tune.
Afflicted by the pain,
Of this acid rain.
Yet inside of this room,
I'm hidden all to soon.
Exploding from the inside,
From pressure on the out.
A hurricane inside my soul,
And in my heart a burning coal.
The pandemonium of this world,
I'm living in an evil hell.
Blocking out the words of others,
I'm hiding in my own small world.
It does not matter,
Nothing is real.
For pain is all I ever feel.
If you've ever realized,
Love always leads to pain.
To knock that thought,
Into your brain.
Then you'd realize that through love,
We have nothing to gain.
Contemplating™   by Nadia DeLevea
Living my life,
With my eyes wide open.
I want to see,
Everyone's side spoken.
I don't care who you are,
As long as you're you.
I will except anyone,
As long as they're true.
I don't care if you're gay,
Or black, Asian, or white.
Whoever you are, I will love you,
With every flaw, and all my might.
Why should I judge,
No one gave me that power.
For I too am a sinner,
Above no one do I tower.
My love reaches to everyone,
No one is left out.
My heart is wide open,
Just come to me and shout.
My Love is Not Selective™   by Nadia DeLevea
 Oct 2013 Tien - Tim
Star Girl
You.
Yes you.
Gosh.
You.
I love you.
And you lie.
You say you care.
You use you're smooth words to coax me.
To coax your way back into my heart.
You.
You there.
You've stolen me.
Stolen all of me.
All the goodness.
You.
You don't even know.
You.
You say you want to stay.
You.
You say you won't hurt me.
You.
You're going to be a liar.
You can't help it.
Because I'll either be,
Too much,
Or,
Too little.
You.
You scare me.
You walked right in through the front gate.
You.
You didn't see the warning sign.
Beware.
Delicate heart.
Easily loves.
Easy to hurt.
Fragile.
You.
You just walked in.
Now.
Now we wait and see.
In her cryptic words
a thoughtful owl,
proclaimed aloud
secrets never known;
the horn bill was loud
in registering his objections.
Let it be hidden,  he said
like jewels in the folds of rocks,
only ones who searches deserves it.
The forest went still
the next moment;
a harmonious silence resulted,
the tussle, in it was dissolved.
The night--
quickly took over,
spread it's net of noises
inter spaced with silence-
that engulfed all discords,
orchastrated it as music,
then wrapped up everything
in darkness opaque.
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