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Aug 2013 · 746
Tell
Alaina Michelle Aug 2013
Everyone has a tell
     an insignificant twitch
     a slight change in demeanor
     a subtle physical distortion

Two dime-sized octagonal flaws
    flushed pink
appear just southeast  of my left eye
after the water ceases to flow
    leaving only a riverbed
    salt
    in its wake

Pulled together
Faking poise
    and doing it well
Those two **** dime-sized octagonal flaws
give me away.
Aug 2013 · 507
Comfort
Alaina Michelle Aug 2013
I wore your shirt
to bed
just for the
scent.
ten words.
Aug 2013 · 715
Falling feels like...
Alaina Michelle Aug 2013
...when he turns the wrong direction
down a one way street
and your heart stands still

...that freshly bathed and laundered aroma
that swirls around your brain,
intoxicatingly clean with a hint of nature,
unblemished by cologne

...effortless introductions,
accompanied by full grins
and glimmering eyes

...stumbling upon the perfect harmony
to the melody of his chuckle

...the vertical space between hearts measuring at over a foot
while the horizontal space from strong, broad shoulders
to delicate freckles rests at less than 3 inches

...a first hug exchanged, gentle and cautious,
yet still leaving a burning fire
where skin met skin

...*this
Jul 2013 · 382
Time
Alaina Michelle Jul 2013
A year ago
today
I was a
we.

Somewhere
between
here......                      
                               and
                                                       ......there
I became a
me.

Happy.
Jul 2013 · 1.9k
Synesthesia
Alaina Michelle Jul 2013
Hundreds of little droplets
          tethered together
          perched on clusters of wire
          set in five
swing across the surface
at varying rates
          up down
          and around
until they plunge into
final resolution.

Most see a mess of lines and inkblots.
          an indecipherable language
          a cousin to Braille
They see the only stark contrast,
          black against khaki
          the page aged with affection

while I hear the harmony.
Jul 2013 · 421
Chaser
Alaina Michelle Jul 2013
Honey,
I only chase dreams.
Not drinks and never people.
10 words
Jul 2013 · 1.9k
Words go dry
Alaina Michelle Jul 2013
words go dry
before they leave the mouth
the will to write has gone
the stories have left me
the minds distract
the heart, intact
no emotional ups or downs
no feverish laughs
no sobbing sounds
time finally learned to freeze
and the words go dry
in the riverbed of thought
a desert landscape
until a monsoon comes again
to drown it
in new metaphors
Jul 2013 · 634
Naked
Alaina Michelle Jul 2013
The metamorphosis shocks
sunshine and lava sprout
harmonize to the
gentle caress of Autumn
solemn yet beautiful
she reaches a time
when it pains
much too much to hide
with every billowing leaf
golden tears are shed
the ground
a vibrant sunset of colors
plastered with sorrow
That naked tree.
she shivers and quakes
Alone
through the blustery winter
Jul 2013 · 460
Sweet Home
Alaina Michelle Jul 2013
And in that moment,
          inhaling the pleasant mix of
          lingering cologne and
          cheap alcohol
when we became statues,
          ear to chest
          hand to back
          enveloping skeletons
unable to move,
          one more breath
          two
          three
          eternity
I found my home.

But I'm not your *"Sweet Home"

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