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Doll Spaghetti Oct 2018
because its not you messaging me
Doll Spaghetti Sep 2018
a quiet world
leaves are dropping down
through the sky
onto my clothes
walking down a nature trail
i'm holding hands with the air
tightly

coming home, there are flashbacks
no one is outside
my family is out for the night
tilting my head down low
i harvest the rest of the jalapenos
i wanted to grow with you

-

taking a bit out of one,
i wanted to see your shocked expression
and hear you say "oh my god logan"
as i'd smile and hold in my emotion
to make you laugh
i'd ask you to try it, and you would giggle and say
"no, it'll hurt"

my kisses would be painful
because of the pepper
i would laugh
as i got you something to drink

-

my wrists snap
as i lift my 30th bag of mulch
for someone elses garden
"thank you, you're a blessing"
"no problem, have a good day sir"
checking my phone,
i'd look to see if you had posted something
. . .
nothing for today
sighing, i'd recall those years we were together
you told me not to let you haunt me
but i only ever thought of you
as a blessing

-

i really do love you.
Doll Spaghetti Sep 2018
this feeling doesn't go away
i feel it moving through me
i want a love I had inside
want to feel it moving through me

in dreams
i'm moving through heavy water
the love is enormous,
it's lifting me up
i'd rather be sleeping
i'd rather fall in to tidal waves
and go where the deepest currents go

i opened a mirror up
and saw a true love
i let it separate in two
the water rising up over my head

in dreams
i'm moving through heavy water
the love is enormous,
it's lifting me up
i'd rather be sleeping
i'd rather fall in to tidal waves
right where the deepest currents fall
Doll Spaghetti Sep 2018
I can't stop looking and reading.
I keep saying it, that you've moved on.
That I love you and it doesn't stop.
I shake at work recalling our memories.
I cry at home remembering your tears.
I stay silent and watch. The dreams don't fade anymore. The mania doesn't leave. I'm at once elated and sunken.
Really, I am a fool.
Doll Spaghetti Sep 2018
my face burns
a flame of emotion across a clouded sky
my insides swell and heave
a ship rocks from the tidal waves
i lose my footing,
or did i jump?
Why did I do this?
I already know the answer.
-silence-

the air ripples my clothes
i fall for hours
crash.
the ocean.
i remember the feeling.
it's cold; i am solid
i cannot move
water is in my lungs
the salt stings my eyes.
there is nothing for miles
only i exist here
It isn't enough. Most life in the ocean isn't this high up.
i let out the remaining air in my lungs, and i begin to sink.

I see you.
Watching me.
we both relive our pain.
the stinging of the box jellyfish.
the pierce of an octopus beak.
it hurts.
I see our blood color the water.
The tears in our eyes, or is it the brine?
You say something.
I couldn't hear it.

I have to keep sinking.
I have to find you, see you,
Ask you.
I pull us both down.
your stinging stops, for one moment.
the jellyfish and the octopus.
is it an embrace? is it a struggle?
I hold our memories,
cradled in 8 arms.
I feel your fear.
I see my mistake.
jetting upward, I force myself up.
upward in the roiling ocean.
Why did I do this to you?
What can I do to fix it?

the octopus pulls
it pulls
it pulls it's arms off.
it can't look at itself
not with these arms
not with these eyes.
Looking back now, I really didn't see her.
I promised my heart to her, and I only gave half.
he stops moving.
floating motionless.
the jellyfish has drifted away.
he watches in silence.
she has painted new pictures.
he closes his eyes and thinks of what he's done.

the months pass
he meets the other fish in the sea.
he wastes his time.
on them.
on his hobbies.
on working.
each night he sees her in a dream, but by morning he says it's washed away.
I can't blame her.
I wasn't there.

september.
he feels himself climbing up the side of the trawler.
Maybe I can stay alone.
By myself.
Maybe I really am the devil of the ocean, and only god can redeem me.
he argues with his friends
"You still miss her, don't you?"
is what they ask.
he hesitates.
he feels the love resurging.
I am different. This time it is different.
he wakes up early and works out.
he takes on another job.
he resists the pull of the sea.

he thinks of the jellyfish and his wrongs. he wants to share his unbridled love.
I'll look.
Just one more time.
the waves, they're back
the sky is gloomy and it rains for days.
he wants to dive again.
back down to her.
he knows his mistakes and remembers hers. but it'll be different.

the ocean looks the same.
embrace the endless ocean
Doll Spaghetti Aug 2018
I went to a wedding today
And as I went, I recalled
The vows you and I made
Prematurely
The names of our kids
Where we would live
Stay at home parents
Caring for the children
Making our lives together

I continue to cry
And wait
As I kept my vow
Still here
Waiting for a sign
To return back to our lives

No response
Doll Spaghetti Aug 2018
A shot of whiskey and some wine

A life in beautiful decline

I try to run, I try to hide

Intoxicated all the time

I'll build a bridge to watch it burn

Pour the ashes in the urn

And turn away just to start again
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