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Jan 2014 eb

Not Important

Stranger,
Why won't you look at me?
With those piercing blue eyes
parting that pale, beautiful skin.
Like a sea-
parting the sand.

Stranger,
Why won't you turn my way?
With a brush of that platinum hair
on that harsh jawline.
Like a field of wheat-
tickling the striking sky.

Stranger,
Why won't you smile at me?
With that quiescent smirk
surfacing on those pale pink lips.
Like a sunset-
just starting to sink behind the trees.

Stranger,
Why won't you gaze at me?
Like the way-
I gaze at you.

Stranger,
Make me feel beautiful.
Make me feel noticed.
Make me feel-

Worth It.

Stranger,
Your walking away.
As if you haven't just crushed a heart.
A soul.

Stranger,
*Look at me.

Jan 2014 eb

seas of me

Jan 2014 eb

cole

seas of me

please don’t look at me 
like your entire world sits 
in my silky smooth hands 
because it will slip through
the cracks between the tips

please don’t speak to me 
like your very strum of words
 rely on my dull echo of a voice 
because you will go deaf 
from listening to my answers

but oh dear please don’t lay 
your love on my heart because 
it will turn over and the scars 
will be burned open and my claws 
will sting you away more violent 
than a bird flying away or even 
the tides of storm returning 
to their home somewhere beneath 
the blue, dark sea of your tears 
shed because my heart lays
 deep down in the black sea

cole 12/30/13

Jan 2014 eb

Oh

Jan 2014 eb

Anne Sexton

Oh

It is snowing and death bugs me
as stubborn as insomnia.
The fierce bubbles of chalk,
the little white lesions
settle on the street outside.
It is snowing and the ninety
year old woman who was combing
out her long white wraith hair
is gone, embalmed even now,
even tonight her arms are smooth
muskets at her side and nothing
issues from her but her last word - "Oh." Surprised by death.

It is snowing. Paper spots
are falling from the punch.
Hello? Mrs. Death is here!
She suffers according to the digits
of my hate. I hear the filaments
of alabaster. I would lie down
with them and lift my madness
off like a wig. I would lie
outside in a room of wool
and let the snow cover me.
Paris white or flake white
or argentine, all in the washbasin
of my mouth, calling, "Oh."
I am empty. I am witless.
Death is here. There is no
other settlement. Snow!
See the mark, the pock, the pock!

Meanwhile you pour tea
with your handsome gentle hands.
Then you deliberately take your
forefinger and point it at my temple,
saying, "You suicide *****!
I'd like to take a corkscrew
and ***** out all your brains
and you'd never be back ever."
And I close my eyes over the steaming
tea and see God opening His teeth.
"Oh." He says.
I see the child in me writing, "Oh."
Oh, my dear, not why.

Jan 2014 eb

Worthless

Jan 2014 eb

aeb

Worthless

My thoughts are killing me
my dreams are haunting me

My body is covered
with hundreds of scars

I'm worthless
it's easy to see

My eyes are liars
and so is my mouth

My body disgusts me
and I'm repulsive to myself

I'm worthless
it's easy to see

My demons are coming for me

a.e.b

Made this myself, and I'm very proud of it.

Dec 2013 eb

Don't go far off, not even for a day

Dec 2013 eb

Pablo Neruda

Don't go far off, not even for a day

Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.

Don't leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.

Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,

because in that moment you'll have gone so far
I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?

Dec 2013 eb

I've always wondered...

Dec 2013 eb

Noah and the Ark

I've always wondered...

I've always wondered
what its like
to live somewhere your whole life
to have lifelong friends
and girls you've loved for as long as you remember

But I'll never have a friend who knows me better than himself
I'll never know someone more than three years
good things come in threes
so do bad things.

I've had bad things
in terms of relationships
cause my friends tend to be distant
I've never had more than an instant
to know them and their wants and feelings

So tell me,
whats it like
to have them your whole life
I'll never know
because when i grow
and become attached,
the bonds are cut
and I'm left alone again

For as long as i can remember, every three years, the military picks us up and takes us away. I've never seen the people i left behind again.

Mar 2013 eb

He Said/She Said

Mar 2013 eb

Seán Mac Falls

He Said/She Said

He Said:

Climb aboard,
Lift yourself into dream,
I will only take you,
You must surrender,
If the sky should fade
Or the heavens fall,
Hold on—
Never doubt I may love
You.

She Said:

Hold me,
Look into my eyes
Forever and only say what I,
Already feel, already know,
I will, will happiness,
I shall keep tenderness,
In a box of joinings
And lavender,
The mystic blue
Of earth and sky
Is in my hand,
Overreaching.

Mar 2013 eb

No Delight In Waste

Mar 2013 eb

Darbi Alise Howe

No Delight In Waste

It’s all a mess
This face these hands this bed
Without rest
You me her him
Running circles in my head

Even long after we ended
Love is natural for me to give
But to take it back untended
Is like dying just to live

I cannot hold you a place
In this heart any more
There is no delight in waste
Or the mistakes I try for

Still

I’ll tear my house apart in search
And try clawing at concrete
But I will never find a meaning
Underneath such beautiful deceit

Mar 2013 eb

His Touch

Mar 2013 eb

ashley

His Touch

in my dreams
your fingertips run
down my spine
and you trail kisses
on my collarbones

they sting,
like a flame that's just
been ignited for the first time
and my soul turns
into dark ash

your kisses like gold
and your touch like silver
i'm engulfed in your love,
passion, and warmth;
your touch makes me quiver

our skin never breaks contact,
your hands explore my body
as i lie there,
head arched,
and let you have your way
with me

my body feels alive
with the touch of your fingertips
running down my cheeks,
collarbones, *******, stomach;
all the way down my thighs
and into the cool depths
of my sanity.

you whisper sweet nothings
into my neck,
your breath hot against
my icy skin

"i love you"
"you're perfect"
"you're beautiful"
and in that moment of time,
i believe them;
i believe your thoughts,
your whispers.

i know it won't last
for long,
but it was great
while it lasted;
my heart like a flame
that you've ignited
with just one simple touch,
one spark,
of your hands

Mar 2013 eb

Once In Your Life

Mar 2013 eb

Adeline Dean

Once In Your Life

Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you.

When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are.

The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible.

You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.