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 Feb 2013 Morgan
Daniel
One minute I'm fine.
The next I'm not.
I'll be completely composed
Then I'm completely shot.

This disarray we have here
Has left me to unfold
You're all I think about
You're all that I hold.

One moment I'm dying to hear from you
The next I hope you die.
What you really want is a mystery
How could you leave me for another guy?

I'm tossed between two thoughts
And its really a brother.
I want you to take me back but I don't,
I go from one side to another.

One day I'll be perfectly content
Changing my health for the better
But then I ask rhetorically
Am i doing this just to upset her?

The worst moment is knowing
That I can't get you back.
I should just move on
But that ability I truly lack.

You've set you decision
And there's no persuading your choice.
But every second of the day
I can't seem to shake your voice.

I'm tossed between two thoughts
And its really a bother.
I wish you were mine and yet I don't,
I go one side to another.
 Feb 2013 Morgan
Cass
as it was
 Feb 2013 Morgan
Cass
i kiss my teacup
just as your lips
would touch mine

my jacket hugs me
just as your arms would
if they could

my dreams console me
to make up
for the distance between us
 Feb 2013 Morgan
Tom McCone
pelagic hearts sink fast,
intercostal routines never cycle to dead standstill:

we've drowned, at last!

taking vicious inbetween gulps of night air, stealing unsatisfactions,
meagre half-lung fills.
tread the water,
watch it grow
from clean nothing
to the murk of azure, affections and
crowding of teeth on that
vast sandy below,
miles down in the darkness,
husks of hope,
filter-fed,
through experiential banks and
cut down to bled chum.

and me,
here;

I wonder why,
you're so sad,
with the world in your palm.
 Feb 2013 Morgan
Daniel Magner
My earlobes are stretched
so the words the world yells
go right through.
Each size increase
hurts just the right amount,
pain is weakness that
acrylic slowly helps me lose.
But the skin heals
without fail,
filling in micro tears.
As long as they have enough time
they get better.

I am just like my
ears.
© Daniel Magner 2013
 Feb 2013 Morgan
Kimberly Clemens
For all the times it's been said
For all the times you've been misled
To all the tears you quietly spill
To all the memories that give you chills

Like all the stars burning too far away
Like all the dreams you wanted to stay
How all the years that went by real slow
How all those people just didn't know

When all that time you faded dull
When all your limits got stuffed too full
And all you've done is tried to stay in line
And all your mouth could mutter was
"I'm fine"
 Feb 2013 Morgan
Pearly Whites
Reaching for                                      you.
                   ­               Tired.
I hold onto                                         another.
                       **Moving forward.
Relationships are not meant to last for thousands of miles.
 Feb 2013 Morgan
C A V
Pages shift like water
Ink stills them

I dance in my skin
Restless movement
Of my mind

Translations of my hands
Shift in the breeze
From the never-weres
To the any-whens

One is not enough
Voice like a siren
Reeling in my head
 Feb 2013 Morgan
Daniel
Selfie
 Feb 2013 Morgan
Daniel
People whom take pictures called "selfies"
are too easily dismayed.
A person who has true humility
wants not their image displayed.

Someone who has to put themselves
out into the world,
across the screaming gulf of the internet
really makes me want to hurl.

A true person with humility,
humbleness and jest.
Let's someone to capture their image
unprepared, and not at rest.

A true person's form
comes not from a mirror pic
but from friends and their smiles
preferably not when they're shick.
 Feb 2013 Morgan
Pearly Whites
Red wire, blue wire.
There's something I think you ought to know.

10

You would never believe me if I told you that
all this time, I knew we wouldn't last.

9

Our friendship, the ticking time bomb
just waiting for its moment, a tremendous explosion.

8

The unstoppable force met
the immovable object.

7

I dared to move,
shock,
shatter
and change.

6

You were certain,
steadfast,
serious
and stubborn.

5

Red wire, blue wire.
We can never work this out.

4

It's not you, it's me.
How I wish I could say the words!

3

It's definitely you,
it could be
bits of me.

2

I was arrogant.
You did not waver.

1

Red wire, blue wire.
We chose to sever both.

0

Two pairs of hands blood-soaked.
Written in August 2012.
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