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izzy w Dec 2011
my city crumbles and won’t return my phone call
fine then be that way whatever
izzy w Dec 2011
well if im going to be a fking flower
**** roses and orckids
let me be an wiled flower

ugly and free
for the porest of lovers
to give to their sweethearts

embed my love into
the soil, i want to bloome
you a new wiled heart

i want you to kno
what love means
like you didnt before

wiled flowers grow
where they want to
they dont even care!!

who cares!! feral flowers
have hearts too
sometimes
izzy w Dec 2011
god i just did it! i got so ******* feral i didn’t care
about iyou for a momnent””””””””’

i felt fayrull faerill *f ehrel
feral in the teeth and in the heart

when youre feral you can do anything
and anyone”””””””””””””””

wishlist:
- i want to pull your hair ferally
- i want to slap you in the face ferally
- i wantyou to love it with feral passion when i bite you
   with my fehrel *fayrehl *feral teeth

questions:
- what does it feel like to not have a conscunce?
- what does it feel like to **** someone and then
refuse to look them in the eye

- what does it feel to **** someone withot them knowing”””””’

i want to get feral and know i could do all those thing s
but wont because i want to love the wurl d ferally

and everything in it
with my teeht and nails”””””””’
izzy w Dec 2011
mmm i should’ve
kissedyou at night
and mmm i shouldve
kissedyou in
th emorning

and i woke up
thinking about
it that’s all, you
and me under
my duvet, your
arm touching
my belly. i
remember in
the morning i
almost wanted you
to have morning
wood but there
was nothing and

i wanted to kiss you

we could be drunk and
wreckless with one
anothers hearts and
letsbe sober and hold
hands and giggle like
we dont know who
we should tell:
lets tell our best friend
lets tell nooone

teach me how to be happy
being silent, that magic

what do i want i don’t know
i don’t know you
i just want to kiss you

i think this poem
doesn’t matter
after the first
stanza because that’s
all i wanted to say;

i wrote a lot more
but it all means
mmmmmm

i should’ve

kissedyou

at night

and

mmmmmm

i shouldve

kissedyou

in th emorning
izzy w Dec 2011
my skin is public property
my tongue is everyones
i will just have to find new ways
to bare my self i have to learn
to cry i have to learn to cry

if i tear my skin off does that mean
i love you ? if i tear my tongue out
does that mean i love you ??

lets get tatt oos tog ether

lets make our skins each others
privatize my thighs tonight i
have every reason to take off my
clothes i have every reason to lie

i’m quiet  //  i’m tired  //  i’m right

tonight

i will zip up my sweater and
padlock my belt like ive never done
what if i kept my fingers tucked
in my pockets until someone
worth slapping comes along
izzy w Dec 2011
G-D bless the united Sates

                          of AMERICA

and ALLEH BLESS CANDA

SOCIALIST COMMNIST PIGS

            some pagan satan ravens

kissing each others of the same ***

hot on the ***** mouth,     crushing

each others black-winged desires

into diamonds of

                              hard lust

        they wear as inverted

            wedding rings

kiss this cross !! burn everyone,

womin and childrin first !!

THE KKKANADiENS ARE HERE
izzy w Dec 2011
here are some good questions:
    - why does he hate his mother
    - when is it a poem
    - can i touch you
    - are we like a thing
    - can we ever know ourselves
    - why does my radiator break all the ******* time
    - wanna come to a show
    - mind if i smoke
    - when we’re asleep who’s driving
    - do you jive

here are some heavy things:
    - a hundred dollars in quarters
    - a dead body
    - an ******* in your palm
    - a broken heart

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