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Apr 2012 A-nonymous

Ashe L Bennett

I don't remember, any more,
The exact shape of your hands
As I held them in mine,
Caressed them,
Memorized the length of your fingers,
The depth of your calluses.

I don't remember, any more,
Exactly your height, how much
Taller than me
You were, where
My head rested on your chest
When you held me tightly close.

I don't remember, any more,
Your scent, when we lay together
Creating our own
Magic rhythm,
Matching our heartbeats as we
Touched the sky, together.

I don't remember, any more,
The sound of your voice, calling
My name as though
It were a song
Within itself, a precious treasure
You valued with all your being.

And I don't remember, any more,
The color of your eyes, the shape
Of your lips,
Only...
How your eyes crinkled at the corners
And your laugh, as you told me,

"I love you."

Copyright by Ash L. Bennett, 2011

Feb 2012 A-nonymous

The Request

Feb 2012 A-nonymous

Lestatmalfoy

The Request

You invite me in
for tea, supper and some pain.
How can I say no?

Dec 2011 A-nonymous

I Love You

Dec 2011 A-nonymous

Lestatmalfoy

I Love You

Words are too easy
to say when I am with you.
Especially lies.

Dec 2011 A-nonymous

I Am Going To Win

Dec 2011 A-nonymous

Kathryn Houghton

I Am Going To Win

I AM GOING TO WIN, I AM GOING TO WIN, I AM GOING TO WIN, I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON
THIS ROCKS MY SOCKS MAN
BECAUSE I AM THE BEST AND I
DID IT I DID IT I DID IT
YES I DID
YES
I AM THE VICTOR
I HAVE ACHIEVED IT
AND I THANK
PEOPLE
WHICH PEOPLE?
I DON’T KNOW
EVERYBODY, HOW BOUT THAT
A LITTLE PIECE OF GRATITUDE
TO CARRY AROUND IN YOUR WALLET
AND SHOW TO THE PERSON
STANDING AT THE ****** OVER
AND HE WON’T PUNCH YOU
BECAUSE HE IS SHOWING YOU HIS LITTLE PIECE OF GRATITUDE TOO
YOU CAN HAVE A GRATITUDE PARTY
INVITE YOUR FRIENDS
INVITE STRANGERS
INVITE THOSE PEOPLE WHO GO AROUND
IN THOSE GIANT STREET CLEANERS AT NIGHT
BECAUSE THEY LIKE TO HAVE FUN TOO
AND WHEN EVERYONE HAS COME TOGETHER
WITH ALL THEIR LITTLE PIECES OF GRATITUDE
THEY WILL MERGE TOGETHER
AND MAKE THE ULTIMATE THANK YOU
AND IT WILL BLOW YOUR MINDS
AND YOUR SOCKS TOO
SO YOU’LL BE STANDING AROUND MINDLESS AND SOCKLESS
AND I WILL TAKE OVER THE WORLD
AND MAKE EVERYONE WALK BAREFOOT IN THE SNOW
AND THEY WILL LISTEN
BECAUSE THEIR MINDS HAVE BEEN BLOWN TO BITS
YOU SEE
AND THEY WILL DO WHATEVER I TELL THEM TO
SO I WILL MAKE THEM FORM A PEOPLE HOUSE
FOR ME TO LIVE IN
AND IT WILL BE THE STURDIEST HOUSE
THAT WHEN AN EARTHQUAKE COMES
IT WILL ONLY SHAKE IT LIKE JELLO
AND JELLO IS GOOD SO THAT IS NOT A PROBLEM
AND THIS MY FRIENDS
IS WHY YOU MUST NEVER THANK ANYONE
BECAUSE THEN YOU BECOME
SLAVES

Just nonsense.

Dec 2011 A-nonymous

At Least.

Dec 2011 A-nonymous

Shukorina

At Least.

I don’t see the same me others do.
I get told that I’m lots of things .
In my mind most of them never seem to make sense,
to correlate more or less.
It’s like this list they keep pulling out of air.
When ever I read it, it says the same thing,
but never do I understand.
Beautiful they say,
why don’t I see it?
Intelligent or smart,
then why don’t I understand you?
Its like this over whelming tide
that my soul got ****** into.
No matter how hard I resist,
I always let it take me in the end,
Right before I break free.
I’m always up long enough though,
long enough to see right where I want to be,
where I should,
but never have I,
or will I,
or can I attain it,
and it burns me.
But for some reason I can’t stop.
I don't enjoy sticking my hand into the fire
but since I haven't felt or seen the sun
from under the water
I don't know what it really feels like any more.
At least when your hand is in the fire
you feel pain
rather that then nothing.
Everything is better then nothing.
At least,
in my eyes.

Nov 2011 A-nonymous

Whole

Nov 2011 A-nonymous

Katrina Wendt

Whole

Stop showing
You love me
A little at a time.

Stop saying
You care
Bit by bit.

Stop keeping
Me here
For tiny pieces of time.

Because I need
All of you
Not piece by piece.

I love
All of you
Not just some parts of you.

So love all of me
All the way
All the time.

Or let all of me go
All at once
For good.

2011

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