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Damocles May 5
Desecrated and shredded
I walk the asphalt collecting the confetti that is my heart,
Hope the celebration landed you in higher spirits
And when the proof catches up to tingling limbs
You fall from your cloud,
To crash back to reality,
You are a horrible human.

Undo the locks,
Release these iron nails,
Keeping the deep dark at its gravely bay
Let my horns rip through flesh
Teeth sharpen into daggers,
Lips blacken like charcoal,
The skin reddens and hardens.

I warned,
With the subtly of a distant storm
Whispers and calmness in words gifted
Hoping you would spare your visage,
Yet you demanded recompense
In tithes, you could not afford,
And now the tide comes.

You once spoke of existence,
How it paralleled your inability to feel past indifference
As if I could ever conceptualize blabbering words
To make sense of the gibberish and absurd
The obscure way the fabrics of reality weave in and out,
Desolately decimating credible certainty
I am unfamiliar with the language
But too acquainted with the scars they leave.

So you sit, afar,
And know that the time wars on
Waning what was left of my sanity,
My life was brevity,
And as brief as it was, this breathing haiku
I know what I wish then I knew….

Hell is real,
And she looks just like you.
This one comes way of thinking about the most toxic relationship I had. i nearly ended it all because of this person. it was a deep, dark time.
Damocles Apr 29
Your *** is a bad drug
I’m aching for another fix
Addicted to sway -
That command of hips hypnotizing
Let me take a hit,
Need another fix.

Feed me like a hungry life
Suffocate me with your tulip kiss,
Rain nectar through my lips
I’ll die tied to this bed
I’m aching for another fix.

Ride me equestrian
Buck against me then give in,
Rake razor cat daggers down my skin
Kiss the wound, and repeat.
I need it, just another fix.

Addicted to you like it was ******--
I smoke your scent, feel you under my skin;
Aching me to itch, begging me to quit,
But I’m taken to the abyss
In every twist, contortionist.

I want to die for you
Just another fix.

Control me like a substance
Arrange me like music,
Play me wrapped along your cords
And sing a hymn to watch me wither.

Your mouth is an ****** den
My eyes roll back, lost in the ether.
Your licks languish and linger
I’m feeling weaker,
Shaking when you leave my body.

Hands clasped in praise
Pleading for release
Please, I just need another fix.
Written fiddling with my guitar, one of these days I'll post myself playing.
Damocles May 23
It’s like the morning blooms marigolds
And I’m in awe of cotton candy—
Spun between the sea of endless blue,
Looking further down the distance,
To find a path way back to you.

I’d travel through dense verdant forests
Caught in a wispy susurrus of wind tickling eaves of leaves
The cold crash against sweaty brow
If only one step further brings me closer.

I’d suffer the pungent smell of smog,
Taste the tar and burnt rubber through my nostrils
Plaguing my lungs in black plaque,
Uncomfortably squished in asymmetric lines
With others who robotically press on
Dwarfed as an ant as towers conspire up on high
If only the roads led me to the destination.

I would cross an ocean of stars,
Each one pearlescent as they glow
Their divine materials gifting me life eternal
And I’d trade it for a simple miracle
That they send me to any planet you have a revenant
So each you knew me as I wished to know you,
Bigger than life, enigmatic
Lovely, like a goddess.
If only to wake bedside, you clutched in my arms.

A dream that never ends,
But bleeds through my reality,
Grounded in this hungering need,
And I’m feeling famished
Love is a boundless journey, in and out of sleep.
Damocles Jul 6
Somewhere in the vast expanse--
Where the stars escape,
And matter dances to their disco light shows,
Where do dreams go when the magic dies?

Endless breaths
Chasing the ceaseless,
Nothing here remains constant.

Here among an ever changing cast,
A character sheet, with a font unknown
Translates love into these bones,
Sacrificed for a life that was once meaningful.

Empty space,
Like a void in the heavens
A place where angel voices do not carry
I won't hear you if you try to reach me,
Over and out, something grips
I'm bleeding now, wound caused a chasm.

In silent gallows,
Loose lips sink these surly ships,
Let me find peace in depths
Swimming to find the endless.

All that we are, that could ever be
Remnants rooted from deadened things,
Dust from the ashes of light
And we desperately want to burn again
Embers of a great flame, never dying
Phoenix down pillows, I don't want to wake.

Somewhere in the vast expanse,
Dreaming in the endless,
Chasing destiny as destruction fills the void
Delirium overwhelms me like overgrowth
I'm covered in the emerald, flowering.

Desire burns, I become, what was--
Fire unburdened, a star rekindled
So matter can dance as I shine.

Don't you wake me from this,
Let me cast the characters,
And live at last as I should, one among the many.

Where do dreams go when the magic dies?
Here inside the mind a void calling to the endless.
Got to thinking about what makes us, us, and how do we fall into the great scheme of things in the vast universe? What governs our dreams, and desires?
Damocles Jun 16
It is so easy to get lost in the ether
Floating in the thick of doubt
Or contrived little demons poking holes in confidence.

I tether myself to the wild,
Breathe in verdant meadows,
Covered in vivid colored petals,
Tickled by butterfly wings and busy honey bees.

I am anchored —
To the orchards,
To the ancient oaks
Whispering knowledge through shaken branch
And shaken leaves under a zephyr breeze.

I am renewed in the river currents,
Water splashing, dashing along my dirtied palette
Cleansing the soot and sulfur,
Refreshed by drinking her endless waters.

It is too easy,
To let the past be a shadow
But I chase the sun,
Basking in the glory of it’s conflagration
How it warms and bakes olive tones to golden browns.

I am safe within the cornfields,
At home within the caves and waterfalls,
Unstoppable amongst the arboreal giants.
A timber wolf, howling at moonlight
A blue jaw calling in the distance,
A boy healed from a world of pain,
A man has grown to shower love on nature
A father who watched his flower blossom,
A man who didn’t let toxicity ruin wonder
Imaginative, in the ways to create.

A new day comes,
The light cascades
I coalesce with the green,
One with nature,
One with life,
One soul,
Anchored,
But free to roam.
I honestly wouldn't know what I would do if I wasn't surrounded by so much nature. Where I live I have so many metro parks and state parks within 100 miles of me. Whenever times are rough, you can find me in nature, anchoring myself.
Damocles Jul 10
Oftentimes, when the humidity
Suffocates, a thick, wet shroud,
And the heat presses, an invisible oven,
I yearn to melt into the grotto's cool,
Or sink my feet knee-deep within the creek,
Where I might skip slick shale,
Track darting crawfish,
And unearth forgotten whispers of the water,
As my body drinks the cool, hydrating peace..
I'm craving going to the creek near my house, think I'm gonna do that this weekend. The pupper would love it too!
Damocles Jun 19
Fall into me
Like autumnal piles
We can watch as verdant rows
Turn to varying embers
Touching soft fertile ground
Snowing death upon us,
In the sweet scent of post-harvest growth.

Here among the rain-stained,
Rank in mildew and petrichor,
We can sit on fungal-covered logs

Laugh under late afternoon meteors
As the crepuscular pink and purple colors
Dress the sky with glittering Toole
As we sit fireside, cider-drunk
Reminiscing of all the summer days gone by
In a hazy daze as time passes in less than straight lines.

We could kiss like sweater wool
Clinging statically in electric pulse.
So fall into me —
Like autumnal piles
And stick with me for just a while.
Really wanted to write about my love for autumn.
Damocles Jun 10
Sinking deep into the carbonated effervescence,
I crave this caffeine fix.
I need the high to mask the sadness that trails my face as I stare into nothingness.
I space out in daydreams,
Wondering if you feel me whenever I blink.

Endorphins bounce off my synapses like a pinball,
And dopamine surges,
Surprising me with clarity.
I can’t recall yesterday,
But I can vividly recall tomorrow today.
Jitters run through me as I write this,
Shaking with a closed fist,
As if the puzzle pieces are trying to break me apart.
Do I even fit?

I yearned for something sweet,
Something to cling to,
Preferably caramel or toffee.
This artificial happiness has me pleading,
And if I were harvested,
There would be taurine in my bleeding.

I’m drowning in a carbonated effervescent ocean,
Anchored by trauma,
Unable to surface past the surface.
It’s deeper than the Atlantic,
And I’m praying for a hurricane to rescue me.
I have a caffeine addiction
Damocles Jun 5
If you close your eyes and immerse yourself in colors,
What shades would define you?
Perhaps carnation pink, robin’s egg blue,
A dark violet, or a wine-flavored maroon?

What would you paint with your limbs?
Authoring an impression upon the splash,
Creating a crude broad-stroke portrait,
Highlighting temperance,
Or showing something beyond the surface of spackled acrylics?

Show them vibrancy,
Like neon under a black light,
Or dark and *****,
With bokeh bubbles and lush verdant forests.

Take to your inkwells,
Lay out the papyrus,
And calligraphy fancied letters, or scribbled jargon.
Speak the words to grant you power,
Stain the dotted lines with your truth,
And tell secrets kissed between the pages.
Show the world you live in!
You are alive!
You matter!

Let your hands take clay and shape golems
Or vases to hold perennials.
Create characters in heaps of it,
Scored and kiln-fired,
Showing them statues yet seen—
Modern marvels sans marble.

Nothing can stop you,
You of stardust and magic,
You of survived tragedies and missteps,
You of overcome travesty, health scares, and suffering.
You are an artist, the truly free.
Dedicated to my friends, followers, and poets I admire. You are seen, you matter, your words move me.
Damocles 19h
Where the light does not enter
Is where I’ll find you entombed,
I can feel your heartbeat
Whispers carried by a sigh of the weather
A zephyr rustling through every fiber
Breathing through my sleeves.

I hear you.
I feel you.

Where the moon shies behind
The cover of black satin cloud,
I’ll take you under dead oak canopies
In your polished cherry wood chariot
Where the nocturnal ones scurry,
As I park you past where  their toe-tapping susurrus
Leaves a gentle tuft of leaves like a gentle blanket.

Within the cusp of deep dusk
And the heart of the sylvan columns
Red-eyed ****** watching from tree tops
Hooting in encouraged delight,
As I open your door,
Adoring the way you rest so peacefully.

Whisper sweet
Into the thick of the fog
Rolling through like a clashing wave of cool, misty cover
As bats screech and ballet across the black sky
Where the smattering of glittery diamonds
Sparkle just for you, if you would open your eyes.

I uncork my vineyard's bounty
As the red drips and pours over your alabaster face
Across those unchanged but chapped pink lips,
As sapphire eyes shoot awake like a Narcan spike
I am met with your embrace and a kiss to the palm,
Lapping up the elixir, you savor it like a favorite flavor
And I know I have done well.

I hear you,
I feel you,
Countess.
Inspired by the chorus to "Bleeding Mascara" by Atreyu: "Look how pretty she is when she falls down
Now there's no beauty in bleeding mascara
Her lips are quivering like a withering rose
She's back again"
Damocles Apr 22
Devil in your eyes
Devils always lie
Keep your hands seated to the side
Don’t you dare come close unless you’re willing to die

Keep away
Walk away
Stay far from me

Demon on your tongue
****** likes it rough,
Red flags paper the verdant eyes
And I’m fading into madness
Bullseyes locked onto the danger

Keep away,
Walk away,
Stay away from me?

Secrets in serpent tongues
Slithering in your grassy knolls
Desperate to assassinate my love
I remain bulletproof,
Reading your ritual tomes,
Sacrifice your dignity for a little notice
Did that attention give you all you ever wanted?
When you’re knee deep in your bile and sick?

Keep away,
Walk away,
Stay far away from me
Go there, now, away from me.
something i write messing with drum and bass lines in garageband and fiddling on the guitar
Damocles Apr 5
I’d cut you out
Toss you to the starving wolves
Let them pick apart your lumbering mass
But even under your mask
You’re insignificant at best.

Leave you to your own
Let you fester despite your growth
Because no matter what you do,
In eyes that stare back at you
In all that you stir and stew
With propaganda songs,
And protesting vigils;
Assembly halls full of sycophants.
When the lights go out,
You’re all alone.

No you see the truth is:

All that you are,
And could ever be,
Is benign.
BLT’s word of the day challenge.
Websters word of the day: Benign
Definition: of a mild type or character that does not threaten health or life
especially : not becoming cancerous
a benign lung tumor
b
: having no significant effect : HARMLESS
environmentally benign
Damocles May 6
I stand on the precipice
Of all that was and dared to exist
In the palm of fate crushed into dust
Made into flakes
As we chase our fates
Into the wind so autumnal.


The days bleed
With a light ever fading
Sun eaters over the horizon,
Love for the last time as time is fleeting.

I walk in a sea of flames
Burning my eyes,
Hoping I can catch a nocturne
Over the dead sky,
Lamenting everything you’ve said.

No, go away from me, far away.

The days bleed
With a light ever fading
Sun eaters over the horizon,
Love for the last time as time is fleeting.

An accursed thing,
****** to walk these hallowed arboreal halls
Dead oaks grasping like withered umbilical cords
To pull me in as vultures watch over me
If they could, they would lick their carnivorous tongues
To devour me under the weight of this
In a sea of flames.

The days bleed
With a light ever fading
Sun eaters over the horizon,
Love for the last time as time is fleeting.

The Days bleed.
Light fades.
Dead gods.
Blind faith.
Ill fate.
Betrayed.

The days bleed
With a light ever fading
Sun eaters over the horizon,
Love for the last time as time is fleeting.
written as a song for a little thing I'm putting together, its a fun little project. anyway tell me what you think?
Damocles Apr 16
Black alley cat,
Strutting down the walkway under the red light
Where are you headed tonight?

Pur in a stranger’s lap
For the taste of milk and honey
You’re the buyer's choice for affection
And you’re getting off on the attention.

Dig your claws into the satin,
Go on and meow out to the moon
When you’ve gotten your fix
You can go on to the next,
Feline sway in your swagger
You’re playing loose with your life.

One down and eight to go,
As you slide down the pole
Back onto the catwalk
You are brazen and bold.

Bewitch them with your hazel eyes
And bat at their souls,
You’re just a black alley cat
Strutting down the walkway under the red light
Don’t know where you’re headed.

But it’s been such a long, long night
Return to where your bed is,
All the catnip and the money won’t save you
Can’t replace the shame that outweighs you
Fur down to the floor as you’re singing a sad tune,
Was it worth it?

Black alley cat,
Strutting down the walkway under the red light
Where are you headed tonight?

Black alley cat,
Don’t break curfew,
Can’t keep you from your delights
But if the dogs can’t stay astray
I fear one may chew you up and leave you
Under the red light, in this alleyway
Crying out to the moon.
This is something I wrote while playing the guitar. I was thinking of the song "Roxanne" and all of the *** workers downtown trying to chase happiness or a fix.
Damocles Apr 16
Her lips are black cherry,
Glistening with the slick of gloss
I want to taste her like a cola,
Drink her down until I’m full
Refreshed by her deliciousness.

Her curves cascade in perfect S shapes
A figure eight, and I ache to grip her waist
Pull her porcelain smooth skin to me
Embrace in the way lovers tango after dark
Her red hair was the color of burgundy velvet
So soft like rich silk in the grip of curled fists.

We love with a thunder of gods,
Clash like a tide against the shore—
Moving heaven and earth like Luna’s luminous pull
Shaking the foundation of this house to its roots,
As the walls crack in aghast gasps
And peek through their new see-through gaps.

She is a *****,
And I am the wolf,
Hungry as ever,
She feeds me submission
Let's me dominate her tender
And we both sweat upon the leather.
Lips like black cherry,
Glistening with the slick of gloss
I want to taste her like a cola.
🌶️Adults only🌶️ Seriously, don't read this if you're under 18.

Honestly, this came to me while drinking a black cherry soda lol
Damocles Jun 12
The gold in my crown is covered in black
As it drips down over my eyes
In the distance I can hear the sound of their cries
They’re calling for me in impatient patterns
Scattered in feathers,
I’m slathered in shadows
Murky waters up to my knees
As the black is covering me.

Can you hear them?

The black it coats over my skin,
Chocolate over vanilla limbs
Tar painting the ivory of bone
As I sink into the night alone,
Out in the distance I can hear their cries
Impatient as their feathers fly,
Drowning into the sea of shadow

Can you hear them?

Out of the fog,
Into the rain,
Black as the night
Comes clinging to my frame
The ****** cries.

On the sinking night,
I can see their faces
Calling me as we flee
Into the sinking night.

Can you hear them?

Caw-aww
Depression be a mfer
Damocles Apr 3
Bathing in the divine light,
Drinking Gaia’s tears,
Blanketed in the rich, nourishing soil,
Ephemeral ancient souls,
Last remnants of husk and bone,
Nutrient.

Budding with purpose,
Cocooned in elegance,
Destined deliverance,
Feel the swell of life like a rising tide,
Every secret knowledge gathered,
Pressed upon vibrant limbs.

Now bloom.
Damocles Apr 8
So many more blue eyes in the world
Scrolling through their rolodex
Consuming dopamine one thumb up at a time
The slang is commonplace, replacing native tongues
The hair is the same on every dumb limbering drone
Conversations sound like e-speak read aloud in an open mic
Except that the audience participates in every false interaction
As plastic as the shoreline after spring break.

Thoughts are collective in a hive mind
Crowdsourced down to their brow line
Manufactured obedience in obediently serving for that last drip
Dopamine drips in the form of a click.

Awkward silence on the subway,
If it’s not on TikTok, they can’t say
Words shift into a balloon animal display
Twisted in knots, unable to hear clarity
But can walk the dog like a yo-yo trick if it bottled sincerity
Because these blue eyes are strained and strange
Locked into a perpetual gaze into the bottomless aether
Searching for the next fix.
Dopamine drips in the form of a click.

Cliques of cliches
And Temu personaliites
A carbon copy of a copy copying copies of something copied.
And the beat goes on like an arrhythmic heart
No worry for when the pressure rises
They’d rather have a stroke than see the OH in Cheerios
Because it’s not sweet enough to find the ordinary
When you can dine on lucky charms and chase rainbow fairies
See they’re stuck, them, and they, ze or zur -
Needing that dopamine drip from the clicks

And as I watch devolution
These zombies are tethered to their thought pollution
Parasitic in their dissolution
Walking these streets with their strings tugged by the beat of filters
I know I could never be a screen ****** apparatchik.
BLT's word of the day challenge. 4/8/2025
Webster's word of the day : apparatchik
Meaning: 1: a member of a Communist apparat
2: a blindly devoted official, follower, or member of an organization (such as a corporation or political party)
Damocles May 12
Blur the lines until they are bokeh
As color bleeds from your eyes,
But don’t ever wonder why…

The world looks so pallid—
When saturation has drained to nil,
And everything bright has chilled.
Into the blue-black mortification of night
Like a stage light setting a scene
Who is gonna chase you, my queen?
If you scream will it be my name—
As you beg for my blade to the hilt.

Well I got you.

We twist like tethers of the same vine
Filling in our cracks, stitched —
I hope you feel my heart beat chase your breath
Syncopated rhythms, early morning melodies
From avian angels, perched upon the wires.
Bring me back to you like color,
So you can open your eyes and see…

A world so vibrant
Saturated like a prism
As the warm sun beats down its healing
I want to chase you down
Like a shot when I’m down,
Let me feel you course through me
Until I’m numb and dizzied,
You can be my Nancy
We can meet on Elm street
Forever your nightmare
Clawing at your surface
Wanna go deeper…

Need to feel you at the core
Grow something from the middle
Branch out into a new leaf,
Turn the pages of our story book,
Hope you feel the same energy
Because I’m coming to you with everything.

Can we blur the lines like they’re  bokeh?
Tried to tie some different themes in one concept. What do you think?
Damocles Apr 4
Like dead game
Come out and rend me
Pluck my wings like I’m descending
And wash me like a blessing

Salt the wounds so-
I can atone for
Sins that I keep on casting
Braise me in holy oils
Anointed by the grace of sirens
Singing me to deeper waters
Drown me in my sorrow
And repeat again.

I thought the demons would drown out
If I swallowed the light
I thought if I sat by the fires
I could see you in a flicker
But I’m resting on embers
Burning til the bones flake
And I can disappear to find you again.
Inspired by listening to the new sleep token song ‘Caramel* and looking through an old journal
Damocles Jun 13
Drink me in like a crackle of fresh air,
Water in your bloodstream
Pumping through your veins.

Hold me like a memory
Apparition translucency,
Stuck in a head bobbing reverie,
A constant thought aching at the brain.

Read my heart like an open book
Chapters writ in braille,
So you can feel me in every word to scale.
Carry the weight like glutton
Holding the depths like mountains.
Straining with the heaviness of a world
Perched upon tired shoulders.

Let my voice kiss the crook of your ear
Hear me like a songbird,
Chirping incessantly all the things you wanna hear;

But heed my battle cry,
As a ****** of me crowing
Is a battle axe hewing foeman in the distance
Protecting you like a visage
An image, my goddess.

I’ll be a vessel,
To hold you in close
A home for your greatness
Allow me to be your host.

Sip of my wine like it’s vintage aged
Play my heart strings like a harpsichord
And I’ll join with the violin.

Candle lit, while warming by the pyre.
Won’t you open me bisectionally
And show me your desire?

We coalesce,
I feel you surrendering
As we levitate endlessly
Effervescent fluidity,
Where do you begin and I end?

Does it even matter in the end?
Coalesce with me.
Until the words we speak
Become reality.

I’ll love until I am dissolved
A ghost in spirits you drink to
Salve
A memory you hate.
Just let the pen flow on this one
Damocles May 13
Collapse in me like a calamity
We break bones like friends break bread
Suitable to eat all the fiction we leave
Leave no crumbs upon the porcelain
Dripping from the maw,
It’s a gathered storm we twist in the rain
Cyclic sick, motion parody
Parroting in the air we see in our periphery.

An animal touch
Gnawing through the skin
Gnashing at the veins
Tapping ancient knowledge from within
Tasting the copper essence, thicker than buttermilk
Oat notes inside iron smell,
Rust color dyed under the fingernails.
This is what I meant when I said
I want to get inside you.

Collapse in me like a black hole
Supernova laser beams bouncing through the temples
Lobotomize consciousness in conscience bliss
Constant this, a battle waged with no winners
If I take it, what would you give
And if I give what would you take?
Would the odds meet even?
Would the world cease its grievance?
Coastal in the irony
Serfs off the shore.
Surfs up collected Moores
Served up in pallid doors
Serve up to pad the wallets, sure.
I’m not immune to your history,
Hang me for my skin tone and pedigree
Take my culture and use that pasta to bury me.

Infinite waters,
Drain my colors
Paint me a new face,
Bring me to Zion
Let me see my creations
Batter me in heinous
Fry me with jealousy
Greed bleeds in green envious eyes
And I doubt you realize…
I only wanted to love the best in you.

Collapse in me like a crumpled page
Wrinkled and discarded
Rage billowed in dried ink and crude letters
Words cursed from the spittle of angered throats
Vibrating viral vehemence through the echoes of a time
No longer sated in the universes we’ve depleted
In still-born births upon our rotted stage
We play alone.

Collapse in me!
This is a piece where i'm looking in and having a battle with self, about how I create and how I wish to create going forward.
Damocles Apr 2
We collapse,
Eyes dilated to the size of a well,
Panting to catch a single breath.
Hot air exchanged as steam stipples skin;
Bodies tangled like twisting vines
Spent and scented with secret sensations
Secreted upon the sheets so shamefully sweet
As we catch the wave of calm washing over
In syncopated arrhythmia and bated breath.
Felt like being a little spicy 🌶️
Damocles Apr 29
When did time become cruel
Stealing moments away
As the years clock out your youth,

Every bird flies away from the nest
Every cub becomes a bear,
When the rivers run quick
Don’t be afraid to swim the currents
And find where you fit in.

If wishing wells were real
I’d pour my wealth into the bottom.
I’d wish to go back to the time that we lost
Watching you blossom from just a wee bud
Give you all that I knew at the cost
Knowing some truths hurts more than fiction.

Remembering when you couldn’t stand tall
And the smallest little smirk when you walked vs crawl
Seeing the way you made sense of this all
Like the world was a puzzle you always knew how to solve
And now that you’re here I can’t shake this off
A fear that you’ll never need me again and I fall
Down to my knees and pray that you know.:

I love you, my little bean

And should you ever call
If ever in need —
I can be your shield and armor
Need a sword, I’ll be there and nothing can harm us
Swing for the head and we’ll **** this hydra
I’ll be there to be a prop if you need to stand taller.

Together, maybe we can slow down time,
But no matter the weather, I’ll be there rain or shine
If no one says it, then I’ll yell it louder.
I AM SO PROUD OF YOU BABY!
My beloved daughter.
Time moves so fast and stealthily...how did we already get here? I'm proud of you Bean. Wrote this a little early just because the realization hit and man does it both hurt and feel good.
Damocles Apr 28
Petrified like taxidermy
My false eyes fail to see clearly
Is it that the world stopped turning
Or am I lost in torpor?
Cold blooded brumation,
Tipping the scales to see if—
Anubis’s thinks I’ve been a good boy
Send me to the underworld
Where I can find a glimpse of her
Neither acid or alkaline
But she moves me like phosphorus
And I can see the light,
Like a dandy moth—
Dancing to my end.
Not sure
Damocles May 25
Chaos in symmetry,
Lost in a mirrored labyrinth,
Kaleidoscope hallucinations,
****** me within your petals,
Sickly red, mixed with your dark maroon skin.
I am awe struck at your very presence
Unmitigated perfection,
Daring me to slaughter.
Sometimes beauty can be dangerous
Damocles Apr 30
Swimming in the thicket
Thickness of thorns tearing the fabric
Bones ache as blood curdles
It's bad magic.

There’s a chance at this,
Hunting the wishing wells for a mad Alice
White rabbits,
Time watching like a gatekeeper
Tight rope overhead tiptoeing past all seers
Never saw me coming, no.
Not when I’m silent.

Behind the veil of a smile,
Lurks a wolf’s grin
And I’m licking greedily,
Needing to feed my violence.

You’ll never know how these gears turn,
Feel the dark tides smack along the shoreline
Tripping the trip wires —
I’m snapping and you can’t see the monster lurking.
My mind should come with a warning sign.

“Danger close”
My mind should come with a warning sign
Damocles May 2
Hereupon the roof of this house,
The chill of a breeze brushing to cruise my skin,
I can see the canvas changing,
From the dark speckled indigo
To indigent ice blue.

Pastel painting ‘cross the expanse
Blues, oranges, with pink undertones,
And here I am dropping tears like dew drops,
Hoping that when the day comes
I can put the pain down.

Orange fireball in the sky
Peaking over the horizon
Please cleanse the pain away
Wash me in your yellow glow,
I wanna be less blue than the robin’s egg overhead
I wanna feel less sick than the lush verdant grass beneath my feet.

Vibrating through my veins
My flesh feels blanketed,
I can coo into this happiness
As the colors bleed into a scene
Of what today may bring
I’m here like an early perennial
I’ll bloom like an early spring.

Just chase away the indigo,
Don’t want to be allured by the diamonds’ glow
Need to find a way to stay within the light,
Bask til I’m golden brown,
No more sorrows and no more frowns
I’m ready for a day break.
i love the colors just before the sun rises in the sky. Its always healing.
Damocles Apr 25
Drink of you like a fountain of youth
Is all I want to do when I open your bowels
To see if you digest anything I’ve ever said
Did it get lost, rattled around in the maze of your head
The rats riddle your guts with disease
And all I’m left with is spoiled love and rotted meat.
So I'm really into metal and horror, I try to blend those in my writing from time to time.
Damocles May 14
What I want to do to you
Makes the flames blush,
Abashed as they flail in strobing leaps
As the stems of candles perspire
Like sweat dripping down your thighs
Staining and wetting the cobalt blue satin.

Dilated eyes,
Feign fear and stoking desire
Lips part, parched needing liquid
Need to feel the salty, ****
Soft flesh with a veiny ridge
Go ahead and drink, consume
Until my lion groans fill this room
I wanna feel you like a little death,
Babe if I die you better exhume,
Know your place when the makeup races down your face.
Need: the only thing your brain repeats
As your lips retreat and you're on your knees
Spreading love through the parting of cheeks
And I’m in heat, can’t resist
Need a lick of your nectar, a bite of your peach
Suckle all the elixir until it’s clean and neat

Need: the only compulsion in my soul,
Looking at you so spread and exposed
I can take no more of this temptation
*** tickling, your scent assaulting my nose
As I press forward breaking your ramparts
The walls come crashing down,
As the dam breaks and your ocean swallows whole
Until the bed quakes, the floor creaks, the pine aches
And our noises wake the ancients,
Haunting out the window,
Howling in the treetops,
We drink each other down like a shot
And I’m intoxicated by the way your body rocks.

Claw marks on my back
Looking like animal tracks
Lead it down my body til you find the crack
Push a digit in, I won’t push back
Give it all to you - break sound barriers
And watch everything disappear in the room
So **** thirsty for you, I need an ICU
Yeah I see you, the only ***** girl I want to rule
Come and break my rules
A good brat learns fast as the leather cracks
Red heat hand marks painted on your ***
White flesh turned pink to purple.

Need: the only reason you breathe
I’m a drug and you want a fix
To feed your greed.
Just shhh…. Take it slow
Let it slide, feel the glow
Open up your eyes,
Relax your mind,
It’ll be just fine
I’ll take you there
Where flames ballet to blush.
Adults only for this one please if you are under 18 I am asking you to not read this.
Damocles Apr 8
I want to twist with you
Like a helix creating life
In every little death,
Sinking deeper down your depths
Until we pant and chase a breath.

I want to feel your heart
Syncopated with my own
Sweat lubricating the friction
As we collide like carnival bumper cars.

I want to hear you scream,
In lost tongues conjured from hoarse lungs
As you find god in the crash upon your eager shores
Praising to the lord like a good nun,
Better pet, when the leash is tugged.

We connect like candles to a flame
Pouring hot paraffin on milky white skin
Catching an exhaled sigh with a well placed kiss
Stealing breath and stealing your soul
While we tangle under a pallid dim moon,
Devils in our delights.
🌶️ write. Adults only please.
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