Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
 Jun 2015 collin
Simon Leake
flat white light
a beacon against the world
reduces every colour to a neutral wash
against a background of
titillation for our twitter,
Facebook make-up, eye shadow,
no foundation required

moving all the time
on a sea of data
even when we are located
it results in the same,
nonsensical beyond time and place;
the moment is all and perhaps
in that lies the only real truth

ephemeral, we live or die in the euripus
of flesh and its needs
 Jun 2015 collin
Chloe-123-x
Fin.
 Jun 2015 collin
Chloe-123-x
Falling to pieces, broken
Inside, trying to get better but it
Never works- they lied.
 Jun 2015 collin
abyssinia
DRIFTED
 Jun 2015 collin
abyssinia
I wish I would have stopped the ticking clock
Just to stop you from going
To stop you from drifting away
But unfortunately you did
Slowly like a mist
You slipped away from me
You became hazy
As you drifted
You became blurry
As you slowly got carried away
Away with the windy air
 Jun 2015 collin
mûre
I’ve filled the emptiest spaces of myself with


                          the best parts of you

not breathing, warm like an homage
but sterile
    
                                                                          remote

a gallery of looped memories
beautiful and untouchable
and convincingly bright
so that no matter where I am
my retinas are tattooed with the space you took in the world
cooking in a scratchy sweater- your electric rants about Jung  
drumming jazz on the street corner for the pay of odd conversation
planting kisses in my hands because you hoped they would grow a wife
endlessly reminding me

                                              (from wherever you are now)

that the best things in life weren’t free
and though expensive beyond measure
how graceful- I hardly noticed how much
I was willing to give
just to keep at a quiet distance

                           this neuronal gallery
I'm over it.
 Jun 2015 collin
GailForceWinds
I’m not good enough for you?
Was being honest a mistake?
I put myself out there again
And you cancelled our date

Who wants an addict?
I’ve been in recovery for years
The word itself scares humans
It brings me to tears

They will never get it
Nor give me a chance
You said you really liked me
But never made it to the dance

Why are you better than me?
No skeletons in your closet?
Can you throw the first stone?
Can you be that honest?

Do I give up on love?
Do I lie about my past?
I’ll just pick up a drink
That’s the part I was cast
 Jun 2015 collin
Kelley A Vinal
Precipitation
I felt the raindrops
Hit my lungs
Like a cigar
I wasn't supposed to wholly inhale
But I breathed deeply
As if the earth were a hookah
With endless coals
Lit
As the street lights
Illuminated each drop
I only missed
One or two
Next page