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Invocation Jul 2014
I swear
somebody is following my inner footprint
recording and analyzing
hemming and coughing and clearing their throat
assessing my
"situation"

Stalking stalking stalking me

and filling my fortune cookies with relevant words
to psyche me out



i swear
seriously spot-on, again
Invocation Jul 2014
I could have been lonely for those months
We barely talked
I could have stayed with myself and
remained, maintaining
Instead I got what I wanted
(almost)
and when that wasn't you
I found others.

Now here you are, here, you.
Telemiscommunications
why did I never expect this
I washed your blue face paint
from my eyebrows
Requiem
Zigzagoon?
Invocation Jul 2014
Falseness becomes you, little plastic angel
marble eyes roll, liquid sky drops of ***** coolness
never-changing
hair so fine, my heart wants to glide along your ribbons and silk like
figureskating
welts glow red on my skin as your bronzed alabaster shimmers respectably
kiss me once more; i want to taste the diamond on your lips
glitter glitter glitter
until it's time to tear away the mask
and then what are you?
she's so cute
i've never really thought highly of makeup
painted faces bore me
but hers <3 <3 <3
Invocation Jul 2014
When do you turn to the gift at hand
the antique beat
******, no pain
the ache is gone
mind won't drift
heavy breathing cat
work was wonderful
friends connections
she wants a new lover
i don't want anything
who draws lines
who counts the hands i hold
who dares restrict me
who can tell me not to live for another
i can be in love
make love
give love
share love
they don't have to be the same person
that doesn't make me promiscuous
I am in love with someone
I want someone
and I love someone
Who can be me?
Not you
Invocation Jul 2014
These are the best days of our lives.
The days we give in to the colorful cracks in our skin, and let the beauty out to
scale the walls
the universe has found me tonight
Invocation Jul 2014
Have you ever spoken with someone in this deep manner? The pain clarifies, sharpening and focusing into
wait where is my mind
Delaying the spoen inevitable truth spit
*spoken
Can't type when I'm shaking with emergency
It's true. But I can keep it to me and myself
Invocation Jul 2014
I can handle this, truthful is far less salty than drowning in ocean-wave beauty of painful forgettable oaths uttered, meaningless.
Have your affection, I will cherish every virtual moment shared
Feelings combine within me and a calming of the water is good

Let me be the warm summer rain and chill breeze across the moor
i will be the cool ocean on hot days
the steamy shower after cold nights alone
I am the glass of sweet liquid parching every inner thirst
I am the surprise: fudge interior to the cupcake kiss
this surpasses the old aches
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