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 Jul 2017 hkr
jude rigor
goodbyes and lost feelings
mix together. summer makes
fools of us all, but all i wanted
was for you to hold me. take me
by the hand.

i'll love you eternally, i guess.
my teeth grind together
in my sleep. bleeding gums
drag me by the heart to my
therapist's door and stare
until i let myself in.
 Jul 2017 hkr
jude rigor
anonymous
 Jul 2017 hkr
jude rigor
three hours pass
i am waiting for you
parked car in a pool of
yellow-longing light:
black cat treks across the
lot, i want you to be done,
want my coffee to be cool.

besides you i think
gas station coffee
is my long lost
love
 Jul 2017 hkr
jude rigor
my teeth
sink into
instant coffee
cautiously; this will
never be the same
unless you are here.

            i might pick up
            a cigarette and
            a bible in the same
            breath,
            i still love you
                 all the same.

being alone has
taught me that
i miss you even
when i don't,
i want everything to feel
                                        close again.
 Jul 2017 hkr
jude rigor
crawl into bed
coffee stained sheets
i don't **** strangers
i don't bring tea to bed
not anymore
don't bring myself to bed
can't sleep in bed
 Jul 2017 hkr
jude rigor
****
suicide note
written to my
**** blog,
**** if i'm
not free,
i don't have
wet dreams
in the snow
anymore, i'm
a summer girl,
i'm dead and alive,
i sleep with the
cryptic ghosts
of my own
sadness.
 Jun 2017 hkr
brooke
June 4th.
 Jun 2017 hkr
brooke
the daisies
broke
ground today
such small leaves-
if joy could grow
i am positive that
was it--
crying over tiny
daisy stems
oh...hi
oh, hi, baby.
*oh, hi, little thing.
(c) Brooke Otto 2017

written to Change it All by Harrison Storm,

i don't have much to say.
 May 2017 hkr
brooke
i'd been saving
this cream colored
dress for you
with the silk lining
and lace flowers at the
hem,

instead i am brushing
pollen off my shoulders
knee deep in dandelions
pulling canada thistle
and sheperds purse

a black and white
filmstrip on the refrigerator
moving in stop motion
empty moscato
a blue flannel
and a half drunk
waterbottle still
on the right side
of my bed.
(c) Brooke Otto 2017
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