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 Aug 2013 Cadence Musick
Jennifer
and plotting the death of
Love

We conspire
in tones darker than
the candles
snuffed out
between my fingers
    
**** the light
*we are playing with fire
 Aug 2013 Cadence Musick
Jennifer
I sit alone
Conjuring up metaphors with a sleepy mind
as absinthe, poured into my glass
reminds me of passion
all heat and
bittersweet
it tempts me just the same

I wait for the sugar to dissolve
the same way
I wait for love
Believing it will be sweeter
and like love
it only distorts my thoughts
blurs my vision
making my tongue thick
But I have no use for words right now

The floor
         begins
               to sink

I feel self-conscience
smoking my cigarette
vulnerable
Aware of the men in the room
How their eyes follow intently
the lines of my hand to mouth gestures
Their appetites wetted  
the way my lips
w r a p and f o r m
Some obscene whisper
Full and round
I wonder if they've guessed
my lipstick and ******* are the same
perfect shade of pink
I blow the smoke out
and away
They smile

Dark
hungry thoughts
join the fog around my head

The floor
        is falling
             further

A man stands next to me
Insisting his attentions
Pushing his body against my arm
I look up at him and smile
I know he will not force me to think clearly
He pretends we've met before
and I

imagine

I am the ice in his whiskey
Melting slowly

Waiting
to be absorbed
against his lips
between his teeth
he will bite and crush me
pushing me
down
inside of him
He wouldn't even taste me
A cool burn then
nothing

The
    floor
       is far
             away
Bright yellow lights at dusk
Floating along as if they must
Cheer me up, They do. They do.
And the stars are out, so are you
We can lay and forget our problems
Under the moon, I'll forget when
June finally makes it's entrance
Replacing my feelings in May's absence
Camp fires, bon fires, fireworks.
They light my summers, Oh how it hurts
When will I see you again?
My sweet summer love, when?
Let us not worry about that now
We will see each other, don't ponder how
Now it is unbearable, August
Soon you were swept up in a windy gust
Into the hands of a forgotten season
I hope he makes you happy for any reason
September, screams the calendar
Haven't found anyone worth your caliber
I tell myself I must erase
The image in my mind, your face.

July purposely was skipped,
As it was the time, you and I ripped.
 Aug 2013 Cadence Musick
fragile
I think I will always be sad
but you should know
that when i'm with you
it's the happiest I have ever been
and will ever be
 Jul 2013 Cadence Musick
CharlesC
Carved in mud
horseshoe tracks..
he asked me
then remembered
she was correct..
literal reality here
now verified..
One track though
symmetry double
only this one
with appearance
holder and candle..
consciousness is
energized by
coherence
of difference..
nature reflects an
image of flame...
photo at blog...
our souls clasps onto each other
         attempting to hold
                         onto what we both know
   will be gone
                   all
                too
           soon
       *****
it's raining
on the window
from the skys

it's raining
on my pillow
from my eyes
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