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 Jun 23
Madeysin
You ever picture insanity?
Monstrosity
Barefoot wineglass catastrophe
God I just picture kicking a wineglass into someone’s face
 Apr 23
Madeysin
I knew he wasn’t a poet, a writer, a prophet or lover in the way he never came back.
 Jan 2021
Madeysin
Did you become an alcoholic because of a girl or because of the world?
Whatever your answer is, same.
 Oct 2020
Madeysin
Today I made love to myself with the windows open
The breeze blew my legs ajar
The wind whistled and tickled me all the way to my core
Today I made love to myself with the windows open
Mother Nature called me a *****
 Jul 2020
Madeysin
Living on the edge with so many stipulations, suffocating
 Jul 2020
Madeysin
Nothing mattered, other than the desperation of needing each other.
Just that consummated closeness.
A craving.
 Jul 2020
Madeysin
Speechless like an undertow,
Barreling towards the sandy coffin you always expected but never wanted to admit.

Breathless like tongue tied gills,
The light ebbing from your eyes, the water is cooler inside.

Lifeless like when he tells you he doesn’t have the capacity to love you but he has fallen for another.

We’re all speechless in this undertow, barreling unexpectedly expecting to be hurt but not quite ready for that sting. I am breathless from tying my tongue with yours every night for months and never being kissed back. I am calm, I am collected, I am collecting myself from you. My life is less without you but I am more.
 Jul 2020
Madeysin
Ode
I wanna have enough friends that two people can carry the cake out when they sing happy birthday
 Jul 2020
Madeysin
Your face fell between my thighs, cradled, rock-a-bye, never eat more than you can handle. Always use your forks and knives.
 Jul 2020
Madeysin
What is it
That noise you make
That soft hum so distinct
So full of distain
Disgust

Prayer
 Jul 2020
Madeysin
How much of me do you not need?

Because when I offered you accepted everything willingly.

You stuffed your face with frivolity.

Selfishly gulped down my heart and with it my insecurities.

When you were finished, you gave your compliments to the chef and told me you never wanted any of it.
 Jul 2020
Madeysin
You put your head on my leg, weighing it down. But weight doesn’t make you stay. Weight doesn’t anchor you to the bay. Weight can keep you afloat, lighter than the water. Heavier than the waves. It can keep you warm during a winters storm. Safe from frigid contrasts. You put your head on my leg, weighing it down.

I cut it off and crawled away
 Jul 2020
Madeysin
I wish your sincerity would reverberate through me, bounce back and clothe you
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