David: Favorites

May 2013 David

Emily Mary

I wish I was nine again.
Tiny and happy.
I wish it was still me and Erin playing in mud, and picking up bugs.

Fretting when we'll have to shower, or go to bed.

"I miss that."

As the ages went up, my happiness went down.
Like I was slowly being submerged under the deep cold water.

"I miss that."

The way we'd meet up on neopets instead of Facebook.

"I miss that."

I didn't have to worry about my size, or hair. I don't like to worry. Care free and friendly.

"I miss that."

Sometimes I think I should end it all, and come back as a beautiful, size zero, daffodil.
Ha, I wish.

"I miss that."

I try and try again, but the scars on my wrist show what a failure I've become.
Seeing scar free wrist's.

"I miss that."

Me, a size twelve, depressed *****, who is doomed to a life alone.
I'm not the prettiest flower in my garden bed, in fact I'm poison ivy plant
that threads your precious "daffodils." I once was a daffodil, not a care in the world.

"I miss that."

I'm now the sun that wilts your leaves and drains your life.
Except now the hot rays are hitting me, and my blood is boiling and my roots are drying up.

Anxiety haunts me, as razors taunt me.
Oh how I want to be young again,

"I miss that."

May 2013 David

Panic Attack Waltz

May 2013 David

Christine Eglantine

Panic Attack Waltz

He did not come prepared to dance
but then again, he never does
and suddenly finds himself
in the same tux
as always
that is pulled just a little too tight
that was starched just a little too much
and the scratching of the cuffs
reminds him

He always has the same partner
though he never learned her name
some times, he hears her whisper
'Hal'
but that is his name
maybe it is hers too. He never knows.

She wears a light champagne dress
with an iridescence about the aura
that keeps changing
he can't
he can't quite
wrap
his
head
around
it
but she grabs him before he can figure it out
this strange girl
and begins to spin
feet thrown wildly
spinning
she rests one hand above his crotch
it is almost nice
and then he feels the blood
of a stab
to the waist
he can't scream
her lips muffle it
the kiss melts his bones
sets him vibrating fast
she has him tight; one hand wrapped around his intestines and her tongue ****** down his throat and they are still spinning
spinning
until
until
until

May 2013 David

Smiles

May 2013 David

Danny O'Sullivan

Smiles

How many times does the world end
In just one day? Think on it and delve
Only then, it seems, we can see;
Locked hands unlocked,
Precious footsteps retreating,
Weathered toys lost to cities,
Answers answered with a shaken head,
Prices raised, expectations lowered.
Dropped bombs on the little people,
We all have our apocalypse
But then red lips like flags announce
The little twinkling lights through your smile.

May 2013 David

Yet You Linger on the Backside of My Eyelids.

May 2013 David

Jeremy Duff

Yet You Linger on the Backside of My Eyelids.

No matter how well defined the border lines are
I'll walk all along, and cross the ocean
into a barren land of wasted emotion
from the best and the worst of intentions.

No matter how tightly the blinds are drawn
light will peek through and shed light
upon a bleak urban interior landscape
complete with cigarette butts, Vonnegut, and everything in between.

Nights in White Satin may be gone off the charts
but not from our hearts.
In this case, white satin is the plain, unmade bed belonging to my sister.
I thought I told you to stay away, yet you linger on the backside of my eyelids.

Constant blue lights
gently illuminate this bedroom, untouched by the night.
Be careful what you wish for because Jesus saves
but he'll also ******* over for the **** of it.