Aaron Lexy: Favorites

Dec 2015 Aaron Lexy

Johnnie Rae

I never knew how to
write poetry correctly.
It's not like it comes with an
instruction manual
that reads in italicized letters

"dig so deep into your head that if a brain aneurism were to spontaneously combust, you'd be the first to know about it"

No one told me that my emotions
would corkscrew like falling
meteorites every time I picked
up a pen.

No one told me that the thoughts
would sometimes dry up
and leave me searching like
a dog who buried a bone and
then developed a rare type
of amnesia.

No one told me that sometimes
it would be hard to get the words
onto the page without tears
falling like a liquid avalanche.

There was no instruction manual
or italicized letters. There was only me,
and a lot of lessons to learn.

Dec 2015 Aaron Lexy

an imagined woman has an imaginary conversation

Dec 2015 Aaron Lexy

Emily B

an imagined woman has an imaginary conversation

she asks him
do you believe

in magic?

in ghosts?

in angels?

and he thinks
he does

he'd rather talk about
how soft she is
and how lonely
he's been

he doesn't understand
the magnetism
that draws him
toward her

he doesn't understand
the poetry
that happens
in confused conversations

he doesn't understand
walls

or conflict
that advances and withdraws
with no warning

he can't see her blue skies
and doesn't know
that they bring real tears
that fade when
the rain comes

these things almost never
end well

maybe she should have asked
do you believe in me?

Nov 2014 Aaron Lexy

The Life and Times of a Social Trainwreck

Nov 2014 Aaron Lexy

Nolan Davis

The Life and Times of a Social Trainwreck

My heart tells me I'm alive, but am I really living?
In a world full of takers, what am I actually giving?
A half-mast, half-assed, half-empty cup of ****.
Masked in awkward silence and sharp pointed wit.

I'll blame it on the others, say they aren't the same.
When I haven't given reason to remember my name.
Because it's easier to mask the fact that I'm a wreck.
By simply hiding on the wall like a speck.

Doubt and remorse will eventually take it's course.
I'm seeking inspiration, but am blind to it's source.
Hindrance and distraction caused by my reaction,
To the vices that provide me with cheap satisfaction.

Maybe I should simply just give it all away.
Leave town, just drive, without a word to say.
But that would be easy, with admitting defeat.
Another cycle of life that's stuck on repeat.

Jun 2014 Aaron Lexy

brother

Jun 2014 Aaron Lexy

echo

brother

I called you brother
cos I loved you
more than I
loved
*us

~ not that you had never held my heart.

Jun 2014 Aaron Lexy

blood is the colour of love

Jun 2014 Aaron Lexy

Circa 1994

blood is the colour of love

I bled because it's the only way I knew how
to love you.
All that red.

Dip your fingers in it -
the romantic parts of me.

Color me all the shades
in the spectrum of your affection.

#love #life #romance

Jun 2014 Aaron Lexy

Ringing

Jun 2014 Aaron Lexy

Victoria Ruth

Ringing

ringing ringing ringing
the phone off the hook
hoping hoping hoping
he’ll give back what he took

what he took is my heart
ran away with it
so I continue calling
it hurts, I’ll admit

when he doesn’t answer
and I hear that blessed beep
always in my head
even at night, counting sheep

the ringing never stops
for the phone is never picked up
and I continue to swallow
pills down, with water from my cup

they make me feel content
sometimes for just a moment
to help my bleeding heart
they’re just another component

I hear the ringing in my head
day and night it never stops
similar to the screaming sirens
heard when circled by the cops

ringing ringing ringing
making my ears bleed
the ring replaced by his voice
that is all I need

the sound in my crazy mind
the ringing of his phone
will he ever pick up his end,
or am I left alone?

"Leave a message after the tone"
God, will he ever pick up the phone?

#heartbreak #broken #heart #crazy #bleed #phone #ring #calling

Jun 2014 Aaron Lexy

HUNGOVER

Jun 2014 Aaron Lexy

Manda Clement

HUNGOVER

Alcohol you little devil
My BFF
You did it again
Snook up on me from across the room and flirted,
Unrepentantly
Woooooo! I ****** love you!
Love your pints, your halves, your cocktails,
I crave your sweet wine breath on mine,
I love, love, love you!

My mind is hazy, crazy!
We dance
*** Karaoke!
The special kebab with chilli sauce.
Haha, stumbling, falling into the taxi
Then...

I wake and you are gone and your taste is all that remains,
oh and the stains
On my blouse
and I wake beside another all too familiar friend
“Hangover from hell”
He laughs at me
OH JESUS! PLEASE STOP!
My head bangs from his taunts
I need paracetamol,
Coffee, double espresso
Kickstart me , reanimate me!
I wind my way to work looking like a car wreck
Just want this day to end...

But you have me, Alcohol you devil
My BFF
Will I see you tonight?
Same time, same place?
I’ll be there
Yeay!

#poems #drinking

Jun 2014 Aaron Lexy

The Selfless Organ.

Jun 2014 Aaron Lexy

Camille Marie

The Selfless *****.

The Heart is Selfless.
Literally.

When the human body gets hurt,
And life seems to be bleeding out,
It knows.

It pumps out more blood,
Stops itself from taking any of it.
Just to keep our brain, lungs, and kidneys working.

It doesn't think really think of itself,
It thinks of the needs of others.
Shouldn't love be like that too?

Realization when I was studying the cardiovascular system.

#love #heart #free #verse #musings #selfless