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 Dec 2014 Jenni
Liz Devine
I used to sink into you
bottom to the bottomless
I was gone and you,
were all that was left

Once I swam through your veins
and carried your heart in my teeth
used your lungs as drums
until it was me who was moving,
you

I sang through your mouth
and blew kisses from behind your lips
laughed in your ear
and whispered something sweetly dangerous,
that only I could hear

But then you dropped me out
out of sight and out of mind
left behind in a ditch or a sewer,
with the rest of your used condoms

Your filthy little touch
left to reside in my memory
will be all that's left of you
because I'm out of the mud now,
that's right baby, I'm free
 Dec 2014 Jenni
Julia O'Neary
I liked that you wore a watch.
Never looked to your phone for the time.
The time, where did the time go?
You kept it on your wrist attached to
The hand that held all the cards and
You took it with you when you left.
 Dec 2014 Jenni
talia rose
Wasted
 Dec 2014 Jenni
talia rose
Our  consciousness somber ,
though  intuition is vibrant
Gathering my  undivided attention, your swaying being bumps into mine
Static-y  sensation undefined
Lips magnetically linked, waiting to be collided.
Aroma of bitter alcohol exhales with each breath
Intellectual levels parallel with one another
Each absolute sense of warmth in your touch commands a heart trembling
shutter
Mind a fog, thoughts jog
Clumsy shoes overlapping each other
I want to be close
we need to be close
Show me all the things you keep inside
deep in your mind
and I'll show you mine
Nonetheless this is authentic
loving you while we're wasted
that is eccentric
 Dec 2014 Jenni
Krusty Aranda
I thought I loved you,
but I see now
I wasted my time and love.
I won't get fooled again.
Goodbye.
Across the sea,
So very far away from me.
Unexpected love,
Light as a dove.
You took my heart
In your hands
And cradled it
Like a prized possession.
Deployed as a Marine,
Patiently waiting for me
Filling me with glee.
Your love hit me
Like a ton of bricks.
Your broken heart,
I am here to fix.
Never will I write you
A Dear John letter,
I'm so much better
Than what she did to you.
All you should expect
From me are poems,
And "open when" notes.
I'd ride a boat,
A plane,
A train
Just to get to you.
But waiting for you
Is agonizing,
But worth it all the while.

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