Colin O'Malley

Colin O'Malley Apr 2014

we felt out bones snap in
every short movement
from ambitious recklessness
and hope of waking up to each other tomorrow

the creaks in our joints
need to be louder than
the girls calling me every night
because i want my voice
to only be calling you every night
when you cant sleep from
the sore eyes and bruised
lips

i wanted to be left breathless
and i knew everything i needed was in you
youre my lungs breathing deep
and exhaling until i choke
the closest ***** to my heart

i swear we just met
yet every thought ive had burns bright
from your tiny lantern eyes
and candlelit heart

Colin O'Malley Mar 2014

Autobiography

you were born with the mind of an artist;
consider it a gift, consider it a curse,
either way, you will both love and hate every **** thought you have.

she-loves-me:
she-loves-me-not:
::pluralism,
brand your curse on your heart,
doesn't happen once or twice,
every time, **** time

two brains sitting one inside the other endlessly,
"at least you can make beautiful things" is a blessing,
but my life is a curse

i've ****** so much up lately because of my own thoughts like wow i wish i chopped myself in half

Colin O'Malley Feb 2014

the bridge

two bodies
lean over the edge
to look at what's beneath
before the moment arises for
two loners                  to descend,
they look off                       the iron bridge
into the red grave                          called water beneath.
complete strangers                             that share the same fate
they look out towards the horizon, ready, aim, fire their physical bodies down
its safe to say                                           they aren't safe
lonely spirits                                            caught in cages,
they look                                             to the other
eyes                                               meet
locked
descending
in peace
"we aren't falling, are we?"
"no, dear, we must have met before?"
"i'm afraid not, but i'm already afraid to lose you"
"neither one of us are lost, we found each other"
"i wish i could pick your brain until time ends"
"and i wish i could make it so this never had to happen"
"i love you"
"i love you"
"what's your name?"

sinking
into water
two limp bodies
lifeless and desolate
two star-crossed lovers
dead

Colin O'Malley Feb 2014

I'll be gone tomorrow.

I'd pull my covers over my head one last time,
just to smell the faint blood you shed and rolled in,
from nightly cuts and dry eyes
devoid of tears.

I stared at the lines around your lips so long,
they faded into the sheets and I couldn't tell you
from the bed.

Do you ever think you didn't exist?
Probably Not, I repeat almost daily.
Send me more letters and dot your i's next time,
you were always clumsy with your hands,
with tattooed wrists and scarred forearms.

I'm still lying where you left me.
I got stuck, I'll admit.
Just know that I'll be gone tomorrow.
No, this time for good.

Colin O'Malley Feb 2014

said the breeze 'good morning'

You are as ethereal as the wind that forms over snow thawing on a spring day.

You woke me this morning through my window,
I couldn't tell if it was the whisper or dance you
left on my lips.

Your air was thin yet cold, but I felt
so warm at heart.
You drew me near to signs of what's to come.
Although excited, I pause time.

I want to stay here.
I want to stay here forever.

Colin O'Malley Feb 2014

goodbye, european girls

i ask for romance
simple? i think

but i was captivated
you burnt the shreds of paper on the flame of the candle,
the way the flicker of the flame hit your face,
the way the corner of your lips curled at the sight,
the way the material disintegrated into watery wax,
the way your eyes shined with an almost unnatural orange,
the way your hand pressed between your thighs,
the way your fingertips almost left a mark
on all of my nights

Colin O'Malley Feb 2014

that's the (american) spirit(s)

"throw 'em in boxes; they
deserve nothing more than
that" Order 1: keep up with
He who tells me what to do.
we're here to serve, nothing
more for the condition, it's a
cycle and it's painful, but all
honest living comes from this.
"'generalize, condemn, utilize'
this is our only motto. laws stand
for all, not one, the individual is
inferior." Order 2: drink more
beer and learn not to relax. He
might be watching but i've grown
not to care. "no grey area, it's universal, believe me, i'm the UNIVERSALTRUTHFORALL" Order 3: don't operate under His code, mental slavery prone, reboot and reprogram, existkilldestroywhitebloodcellsreplacerepair(check) clean, clear.

Individual?
destruction imminent, hints of smoke