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 Jul 2017 jude rigor
Homunculus
I just firmly placed my hands
On the side of the loveseat armrest
And then walked my feet
Up the adjacent wall
Until my body was at
A 45 degree angle
To the floor.
I'm not sure,
Why
I did that.
But it was a good decision
I've never seen this room
From that point of view before.
 Jul 2017 jude rigor
Tintin
Jasper
 Jul 2017 jude rigor
Tintin
She talks
and asks
why
I cannot speak

She drags me everywhere
and has a grand time
while I am forced
to live in a mechanical body
she crafted to me

Radio waves
are my only means
and one sentence repeats
in my limited vocal ability

I pray for Elysium
and the soft grace and rest
still she drags me
I'm nothing but a doll

spirits take me
from this prison
why must I be forced
to live a life already full
I remember sitting with my legs crossed
at an empty parking lot with you.
Burning our lungs,
sharing our deepest secrets at 3am
while I rest my head
on your shoulder that cold summer night.
I sang along our favorite songs
and you wished that time stopped
so we could still be together.

But alas,

You are still too damaged.
You think too much.
You are too practical.
You are not yet ready for anything.

And I’m left confused
and angry
and frustrated
and a little bit hurt, I guess.

So here we are again,
so here we go again.

Who would have thought
that we would actually
burn even faster
than our cigarettes?

                                                    ­                        
 — apbq
home is the place where you belong that gives you warmth and strength,
a place that you long when you've been gone too long, or even just a while,
but sometimes, home isn't a building with walls and doors and windows,
because for me, it's you
the fireplace that gives me warmth is in your eyes,
your smile strengthens me like the sound sleep after a long day,
and your touch is like the warm shower that makes me forget after the tiring things,
it's you, my home is you.
 Jul 2017 jude rigor
K
lost & found
 Jul 2017 jude rigor
K
my soul is
wandering
and i am
wondering
if it is
wandering
in search of you or
wondering
about the idea of you
 Jul 2017 jude rigor
September
i myself
an amalgamate
of little words
long pauses
you are without brackets
we multiply, divide
but never add
eXponential gr0wth
The pursuit of happiness,
search for the grail.
The endless sea
upon which we sail.

Drowning in time.
Burning with worry.
We're all tamed by death
but must live with a fury.
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