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kaycog Mar 2017
a year out, guileless
I now resume, wait, resume?
fear not, I'll add it
Mar 2017 · 1.0k
Loose change, lost wishes
kaycog Mar 2017
It's so pathetic​
I'm drowning in a fountain
Because it's shallow
Mar 2017 · 362
when in roam
kaycog Mar 2017
They met in Vienna, by happenstance in Rome
While a stranger to adventure, in Europe she was home
Fresh out of college, he journeyed over sea
no books but a backpack, a lone friend and he
Criss-crossing countries their paths would intersect
ever so romantic, a once in a lifetime movie effect
months went by, and not-quite lovers lived on
until, suddenly, his front door step she stood upon
for an Austrian thanksgiving, to Ohio she flew
one dinner was all, she bid him adieu
Mar 2017 · 358
across the street
kaycog Mar 2017
I never knew what went on in that house
behind that perfect fenced-in yard
Maybe they sneaked out at night, to paint over the dead
Every day, without fail, it was a family effort you see
I swear they cut grass blades with sharp kitchen scissors
Spreading love, fertilizing an ever thirsty lawn
I never saw the weeds, the mushrooms that would grow
slowly, unnoticed, until the pesky invaders overpowered the green
And yet, the metal wire still outlines the property
Mar 2017 · 474
spaced out
kaycog Mar 2017
Lone, rocky planet
No gravitational pull
I'm a waning moon
kaycog Mar 2017
can I get a judgement call on common accusations
make a chart of the good, the bad,
the "oh no I would never"
side of rationality
tear my
soul to ribbons
tied in neat little bows
upon the miraculous gift
of your presence
for me to open
the morning after
you ripped paper off the walls
scattered selfcontrol on the floor
to hide under beds forever more
you could call it a division, but I'm calling for a recount
kaycog Mar 2017
coarse hands collect rocks
filling buckets to the brim
piled in a field of earth's core
form a line
we march across
from daffodils and weathered fence
to the barrier of water's edge
horses run wild in captivity
charging as we lift
we push on
digging now
pulling up sharp secrets
to be formally introduced to the sun
pushing high over the mountains
we tear down trees
uproot their stumps
throwing everything into the hole
all for a tractor
we'll never see
so we cease our once willing efforts
and eat our chili on log benches
opposite the field
Mar 2017 · 380
of boasts and ball gowns
kaycog Mar 2017
piano, grand central lobby
bubbly drinks as personality
glossy lips, champagne flowing
hanging on
overhead chandelier
looming
marble tiles bright like futures
shining when stepped on
footsteps soft
clicks saved for heels
an abyss filled with zealous voices
down dim halls, empty girls creep
into cavernous rooms
spacious, love seats looking lonely
another creaking door down
electric wood burns
no reaction
oil portraits come to life
pastels poisoned
the watching moon
through broken panes
curtains close on brass rods
lining walls with delicacy
candle lit bookshelves
lead the mission
wander aimlessly away
slip back into the noise,
the life, the crowd
keys echo out of tune
Mar 2017 · 188
figures
kaycog Mar 2017
now I'm tripping over words
I don't remember saying
I'm fighting imaginary enemies
created by someone else
still, I'm running on highways
and its driving me crazy
my shadow no longer lingers
I let my tongue
slip
and now it won't stop
Mar 2017 · 313
signing over my soul
kaycog Mar 2017
walls don't talk back
when I spill out my secrets
instead they listen
Feb 2017 · 482
hands up, guns out
kaycog Feb 2017
My weapon sounds like a whip
when the strap hits my palm
wild satisfaction when it lands with a CRACK
oh, dear god its so good to be back
one, two, three, catch
whoosh repeat.
one, two, three, thud
wood smacks my bone
better than the dirt
I go back into my rhythm
as bruises start to form
Turning anger into beauty
and beauty into art

They say to lay down your guns
but instead I throw them up
kaycog Feb 2017
why did she choose to call me today?
of all days
five thirty nine in the evening
I didn't pick up
I don't (think) I regret it
But why did she call?
when she knows I won't answer...
my thoughts as words, not really a quality poem....
Feb 2017 · 429
poison #9
kaycog Feb 2017
I've got a high key level of confidence
and one heartbreak sense of dominance
to knock the wind right from your lungs
steal ground right off your feet
I've got a hardened way to drown you out
see how I did that?
Just cut you out.
replaceable?
Not even.
More like not needed
(If we're being dishonest)
Feb 2017 · 218
Don't you know?
kaycog Feb 2017
Look, I'll be there, okay?
Friday morning.
Won't be late
Nope, not this time
I promise.

Why do you give me that look?
Don't worry, trust me
I've got this
I'll remember
everything, always.

You're doubting me aren't you...
You don't have to
There's no need
This time is completely different
Just relax.

Again? Stop that.
We've gone over this
I told you
You have nothing to worry about.
No, nothing at all.
Feb 2017 · 320
Basic? yeah, basically
kaycog Feb 2017
rips in your white washed
worn with pride
a snap back snaps necks
looks like double takes
holes in your brand name
predictable, never overused
a hard leather fastened
never goes to waist
canvas covers for the strut
walked to converse
Feb 2017 · 474
kodak
kaycog Feb 2017
I want to see the color of your tomorrow
devour the taste of your daylight
in the 3pm glowing gold
of waning afternoon hours
I want your days
the springtime on your calendar
during early mornings
of kodak moments
worth retelling
I want your lunch breaks
to last for decades
never surrendering to the second shift
I want your sunsets to be infinite
for the sun to play hide and seek
with an ever hidden moon
where stars will never be seen
and darkness will never come
I want your first half
the promising twelve of twenty four
meaningful sections of time
that only go on
but I want that time to linger
like the trail of silver
silk worms leave behind
when its over
kaycog Feb 2017
postures like a *****
cardboard handshakes in passing
you don't belong here
Feb 2017 · 347
Things that burst [10w]
kaycog Feb 2017
Hearts are covered in bubble wrap.
Protected, but played with.
Feb 2017 · 672
Dark Knight
kaycog Feb 2017
I'm not one for words
and yet, your words are wanted
Actions are louder.
kaycog Feb 2017
sixty in winter
bananas cover the roof
its all possible
no, seriously
kaycog Feb 2017
I'm a horrible captain
always crashing ships
people drown in pain
I commandeer boats
steer them straight
towards destruction

friendships.
relationships.
leadership.
...they all sink in the end
they never make it back to Shore (me)
Feb 2017 · 264
Milo's Mint Flavored Love
kaycog Feb 2017
she smacks me
chomps down on me
with her smile
its casual
I stretch
her tongue pushes me
to the breaking point
but I'm stuck with her
we're fresh
I still taste new
until the flavor wears off
I'm nothing more
than the gum between her teeth

(and that girl has a whole pack to go through)
hate to burst your bubble, babe, but I bounce back fast
Feb 2017 · 178
why people leave in [10w]
kaycog Feb 2017
Simple, they like you until they think they know you.
kaycog Feb 2017
live through revenge
not an innocent to blame
everyone loves a victim
a pathological liar
without ever opening their mouth
everyone loves a criminal
on the television
never beyond it
everyone loves an underdog
with possibilities of hope
restoring faith unto humanity


Oh, everyone loves me
*but it wasn't worth it
Feb 2017 · 254
I toy with rearranging
kaycog Feb 2017
I am a creature of habit,
habit's origin undisclosed
My methods change
intentions don't
my motives do contend
kaycog Feb 2017
Self confidence is
not determined by other's
opinions of you
kaycog Feb 2017
Welcome to exile.
Home of the once free, never brave.
We're a collection of kids
with stones for brains.
Our ideas are concrete,
but the rocks never mix in.
We take paper cuts to the soul
just deep enough to focus on the sting.
This is what we came for.
Feb 2017 · 551
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kaycog Feb 2017
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I believe its possible
to always get what you want
The secret is changing what you desire.
Feb 2017 · 418
Mia.
kaycog Feb 2017
She wears a halo like a crown
as something she can take off
her docile eyes are betrayed
by a sultry smile
soft like rain
she clings to your clothes
she drips off your face
her voice fills the air
her full lips part seas
with a pink tongue commanding armies
her freckles dance on cheek bones
her posture demands your attention
she wears desire like a tattoo
that never leaves her
flesh
(missing in action)
Feb 2017 · 221
High Headed
kaycog Feb 2017
Intoxicated
Split second
Flash fixated
Thoughts threatened
Mind mending
Deliriously
Drunk
kaycog Feb 2017
If you're exempt from gravity
then who condemns you?
Tell me again how the rules don't apply
to existentialists like yourself
To those who find laws trifling
and to those who ****** ideas
with greedy minds
Please enlighten me
What is it you hope to uncover?
kaycog Dec 2016
There* is temporary.
There is love,
and there is happiness,
but here is now.
I wish I was back there.
kaycog Dec 2016
I live in the distraction of a moment
where weeks to come don't matter
and consequences are more insignificant
than my lackluster nature

I live in a optimistic state of failure
where halfhearted attempts bear my burdens alone
and duties are more meaningless
than my feeble mentality
kaycog Dec 2016
I'm the tip of the match that you strike
to light a good world on fire
a delicate little firecracker
I teeter on the edge of chaos
and the tighter you hold on,
the louder I become
But protect me you try
to dunk me in water, make me fire proof
vain efforts they last a minute,
but a minute is all you get
I'm serene in looks
but tempestuous in motion
I am the spawn of rage and mercy
Dec 2016 · 713
Anatomy vs. Physiology
kaycog Dec 2016
We are two halves of a broken heart
but we belong to different donors
Nov 2016 · 301
Realistically Speaking
kaycog Nov 2016
I don't know love,
just proximity
Nov 2016 · 672
Aspirin for my Aspirations
kaycog Nov 2016
Dream big
You're determination with no talent
Home free
If you could only catch one break
A high-flyer
Don't drink it up
You're lactose intolerant
a drop out
Can't milk this charade
kaycog Nov 2016
Its your big, ugly, monster of a character flaw
causing you to only focus on yourself.
You sick, self-centered broad
"I'm there for you, why do you refuse
to care an inkling about my needs?"
I'll tell you why,
Its because you absorb:
The prayers, moral support, compliments
from others
you take but never give
you consume but do nothing more
Aw, don't tell me you're put out!
Don't worry my dear little damsel
you simply lack the comprehension
your pretty little head isn't capable
of functioning at such a high caliber
think of this no more
I mean, after all,
How could anyone possibly cast blame unto you?
"Enjoy college," I say.
Nov 2016 · 382
...and it drove her away
kaycog Nov 2016
Don't get into that car I scream
But I am trapped on the opposite side
of plastic window panes
Don't take her away
she's barely sixteen
all alone this time
(God, I'm glad its not me)
Don't get into that car I whisper
to a black Toyota Camry
sitting in the street
waiting, just waiting
for its quarterly visit
Don't get into that car I exclaim
to a black and white bumper sticker
that says "read" in chunky (ironic) block letters
Don't get into that car I choke out
to the four wheeled death trap
that takes away my sister
on an eight hour journey
back to childhood misery
that I myself
have only just aged out of
Don't get into the car I say
to the exhaust that's left in my sister's
wake.
(knowing it will make no difference)
She's gone.
Nov 2016 · 260
high school way of thinking
kaycog Nov 2016
she's home for the holiday
and so am I
the difference is, however
that she came from some place
and
soon she's going somewhere new
Yeah, I made it out
but now that we're back
and nothing's even changed
she climbs a different mountain everyday
while I stumble down the same hill
I've been going at for years
so while she's cutting ribbons
I'm cutting class
(but not really, because I still care too much to do that)
metaphorically speaking.


Its like high school all over again.
When people ask about MY plans for the future, but somehow I always end up talking about her current plans, because her future is limitless, while mine is struggling to find existence. Its easier to talk about her accomplishments, than to hide my shortcomings.
kaycog Nov 2016
The black won't match the blue.
left with no choice, save to
stain the bodies bright with red
tireless workers build walls up
around a heartless, long since worn out city
that's fitted with a single
lonely, depressing, one-way door
leading out but never back in
limbs, they pile, walls they surround
gray--not black
now mars the blue
covered still with red inside
red down deep, seeps into the soul
Nov 2016 · 284
push you back
kaycog Nov 2016
pull close
push away
fingers slip
cling to cracks
hold on tight
hands on hands
break my knuckles
fighting back
filled with need
find release
letting go
and I'm free
I get it. I'm annoying.
Nov 2016 · 324
Paint on an Invisible Man
kaycog Nov 2016
I can't clasp your hand
For when I fall
I won't be able to catch myself
And I'm not trusting enough
To rely on your strength
To keep me upright
Not that I don't think you're capable
But I won't give you the chance.
kaycog Nov 2016
If I could be slightly more than I am now
If I could be more intelligent
If I could be more trusting
If I could be more forgiving
If I could be more caring
If I could be less self-centered
If I could stop comparing myself to the unattainable accomplishments of my sister
If I could let those who care about me get close
If I could be a little bit better at math
If I could commit
If I could be less dramatic
If I could be less emotional
If I could stop pushing everyone away
If I could fix myself
If I could stop writing everyone off
If I could keep friends for longer than a few years
If I could be just a little bit better
(If I loved myself a little bit more)
Nov 2016 · 472
Looking over the edge
kaycog Nov 2016
Make it stop
Today was a good day
I feel happy
I keep telling myself
Don't let the emptiness creep back in
I'm supported, I'm loved
I know this
I feel it
But doubt is never ending
and I know it can come back
I don't want it to
I'm okay now
I'm free
at least I thought that I was
and I'm scared
please don't leave me
I can't get close
I recoil
I pull back
It's what I do
But I don't want it to be like this
because as soon as I feel loved and content
I remember that I can loose it all
so its better not to risk it
But I want to
half the time at least
I'm scared
don't let me get dark again
I can't handle that anymore
Oct 2016 · 270
"This side of Never"
kaycog Oct 2016
A pro football player spoke today
you've heard of him, I'm sure

he spoke with words welded well together
and he said,

"my daughter's on the opposite side of never"
he put thought into that word

never

as in,

never going to watch her face brighten

never going to hear her sing

never going to hug her close

never

So now his daughter is gone
and he's on the wrong side of *never
kaycog Oct 2016
I'm alright
Really, I'm surviving
But new perspectives have taken hold
Life is so different from before
And I want to keep up
It's all here
But it doesn't feel real
I'm holding my breath
Keeping my eyes shut tight
I'm not going to release that air
I'm not going to peek through an eye
I know but I haven't seemed to accept
That this is reality
So I won't let it fade by wasting it
Oct 2016 · 678
Sunny days.... go away
kaycog Oct 2016
They took the fence down
And the grass is so so green
But no one goes beyond the boundary now gone
Some how the sky is so so blue
The sun shines just a little too bright
And clouds loom over my head
Hung above me
Highly strung
A bit more than perfect

My glare at the sky is deafening
Oct 2016 · 301
Let's play house
kaycog Oct 2016
Eighteen.
She's legal.
High school's so five months ago
Slumber parties, gossip, college plans
This time last year
Setting up friends
With her future man to be
One year later they're engaged
Eighteen.
Legal.
Wedding plans.
I'm not behind, but she's milestones ahead
Oct 2016 · 633
I can be alone
kaycog Oct 2016
oh how I seem to fall into patterns
I don't care for history
but I constantly repeat my mistakes
same meaning
different people
different words
same habit
my sick and twisted nature
I'm so good at hiding myself
and ripping others open
they don't know that I know
that its intentional
I'm aware
I know
and it hasn't changed
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