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Isabel Feb 2018
This saccharin seeps into me,
Liquid recompense trickling,
Trickling,
Into my bloodstream.
This ichor, sweeter than the morphine
I fiend for.
A ******, hungering for a hit.
So I pray to you,
Somnus, please don't send me away.
Night looming behind you,
Death in the wings.
Everyone knows that they have a sweet tooth
And I'm all sugar.
Isabel Aug 2017
Lots of different words have
Lots of different meanings to
Lots of different people.
I never realized that,
Until I was thumbing through the dictionary
Trying to locate your definitions.
What I could never find however
Were mine.
And I thought,
How strange,
That my musings on these words are not important enough
To merit anyone else's
time,
energy,
or ink.
Isabel Jul 2017
Milk it for all it's worth.
No need to think about what comes after.
Run until you forget who you are.
Retrace your steps
Rediscover who you want to be.
Seven is for the devout
A number in name only.
I've never been closer to salvation
Than when I was in your arms.
Swallow the burning disappointment
The salt brine waves that crash into your lungs.
Your eardrums beat in tempo
Heart thumping away to the angry tune.
Feel the sting of the earth
The soil on your hands that will never wash away.
The pattern a tattoo
Forever ingrained.
Intricate
Original
Just like you
Isabel Jul 2017
I taste the hunger on you
Hear the concern.
Can you see the stretch marks of time
On this mind of mine?
Feel my heartbeat
Under your cautious (fearless) lips.
Let's pretend for tonight
That the ephemeral is infinite.
An aromatic spell
It's the witching hour after all
And we've got quite a cauldron brewing.
Count each lock of hair
Let them slip through our fingers
Just so nothing else has to fall.
Sigh into the pillows
Are you upset? Content?
Spill your secrets
They're mine too you know.
I quote heaven and hell in your ears
Maybe it'll get into your head
Tonight is the only one
So come back to bed.
Isabel Jul 2017
There is a wall between me and forever.
Frigid
Blocks of silence encapsulate what I thought I could be,
Leaving me sweating in this heat.
The chill echoes throughout my bones,
I'm too tired to chip at the frost.
Warmed by self annihilation,
Self medicated, to keep my body temperature above death.
Self worth, value slips under
The waves of internal youth.
I dream of sun-kissed light,
Drawing my stomach into itself.
I've got a bootlegged life,
Long overdue.
A noose around my ring finger
Diamonds around my neck
Visible to none,
Seen by all.
Quiet, the loudest concert I've ever been to
Keep it up, you're being recorded
Your epitaph a video,
Looped on replay
For eternity
An exhibition
A dedication
For the Ice Age.
Isabel Jul 2017
Let's piggyback off each other
Create our own reality.
Hide not from handholding
But from that which cannot overwhelm.

Let's get sick of each other.
Bear ourselves to the world unforgiving.
And after our pain has been shed
We'll nurse each other back to health.

Let's have our chance at the universe
And after taking it for a test ride
Decide we deserve so much more
Than just the infinite.

Your mouth starts
And ends
With mine
As mine does with yours.

Let's close our eyes
Become parallel instead of perpendicular.
Let's travel together
Lines in synchronicity.
Isabel Nov 2014
I traded a piece of my mind
For what I thought was
A peace of mind.
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