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We sat together in your bedroom
Watching lesbian ****
You salivated at the grotesque display
Of the spread channel from which you were born

You once told me you were disgusted
By the male physique
You showered with your eyes closed
Or risked gagging over the bathroom sink

Among the girls you were popular
They stared at you to pass their day
Your mind was filled with their numbers
My mind filled with words I couldn't say

Senior prom snuck up on us
But you found a beautiful date, indeed
I asked an ugly girl to accompany me
And out of pity she agreed

We danced in the converted gym
Under a gaudy mirrored ball
I was stuck between you and her
With my back up against the wall

Afterwards we went to your house
Your parents were away
And their unlocked liquor cabinet
Only heightened our desire to play

Our dates removed their prom gowns
Then helped us get undressed
We drank till we couldn't stand
And fell to the floor in a heap of flesh

I finally saw you naked
A beauty my eyes could hardly see
You were a God among mere mortals
And even lesser men like me

My date's eyes were filled with lust
And I smelled the alcohol on her breath
I performed the perfunctory motions
And sank into her depths

As your date's head bobbed under the blanket
Your moans of pleasure steadily increased
I was energized by your proximity
Which was the sole reason for my release

We left our dates to sleep
Within their sated bliss
Already you wanted another girl
You could ***** and then dismiss

In the kitchen we finished the bottle
And talked of our recent conquests
Together we shared crude jokes
Made at the expense of the opposite ***

An awkward pause followed
And you gazed into my eyes
I felt the alcohol take effect
And placed my hand upon your thigh

Your mouth then met mine
And our tongues were lost within
Your hands trembled as they explored my chest
You didn't know where to begin

In a mirror you caught your reflection
And fell from my embrace
You said I was disgusting
And spit right in my face

In anger you pushed me away
Asking for forgiveness I dropped to my knees
You said that soon everyone would know about me
Because in this town gossip spread just like disease

At home it hit the hardest
I was my mother's boy no more
My father called me a disgrace
And kicked me out the door

Rejected by friends and family
I have no reason to stay
I'll buy a ticket to another town
Somewhere I can keep my memories at bay

I'll rent out an apartment
And decorate my pastel painted walls
I’ll furnish my new life with a phone
That I know you'll never call

I'll find myself a new group of friends
Someone who understands
The exquisite pain of being
Of falling in love with an ignorant man

I wish that my dreams
Weren't haunted by your face
I wish that I could fall asleep
Without clutching a pillow in your place

I'll listen to bitter love songs
Because on pain I can rely
I'll learn to hide my emotions
And laugh when I really want to cry
 Sep 2012 Keloquial
DieingEmbers
I lean in to kiss your neck
pausing momentarily
to inhale both fragrant hair
and trace of scent
warmed soft upon your skin
lips graze gently
tasting
savouring upon lips your flesh
brushing aside your hair
as you tilt your head
allowing a rivulet of kisses
to replace cascading curls
my hand cups lightly your chin
spinning you slowly around
allowing time for eyes
to drink in your flushed features
without words in silence of moving lips
we kiss
tongues playfully engage in touch
as I pull you close
fingers splayed teasing tangled locks
unseen by eyes shut tight
breathing you in
in second hand breaths
again I pause to gaze into your eyes
and smile
my hands upon your lower back
yours upon my shoulders
as again I wear your kiss upon my mouth
in breathy promises
we speak only of tomorrow and of it only.
Done properly even kissing can be sensual
 Sep 2012 Keloquial
Nickols
A circle spinning;
Forever round.
Down a hole-
to underground.

Spinning faster-
blurring faces.
till they're all twisted--
twisted up backwards.

Facing downwards--
through the roof,
that is underground.

Up is down,
and down is up.
loosing grip,
on plastic society.

Acid burning,
till it tickles.
a rotting apple--
tasted sweet.

but wait,
where am I going again?

Oh yes,
Spinning circles,
there below.
through the roof,
hidden underground.
Someone, I think *she* lost *her* mind.

© Victoria
 Sep 2012 Keloquial
SWB
Haiku haiku
 Sep 2012 Keloquial
SWB
She's got a headache
From counting these syllables
"think less, come to bed".
 Sep 2012 Keloquial
SWB
Think of the profound
as the moon gives me shivers
like spinal lightning
 Sep 2012 Keloquial
Thomas Kay
Visions of the end swallow my mind
I see a man.
A man standing there.
Standing there with his hands in his pockets.
He’s talking to me. Speaking in my mind.
Crushing me with his words.
He’s stepping on the fingers that desperately hold on.
All I want is to know.
I fall into the nothingness
Everything becomes obvious.
I see how it began.
I see how it ends.
I see how I end, with only the birds as my friends.
They’re all gone.
I’m all alone with only the birds as my friends.
They all left me because I couldn’t stop knowing.
I’m ripped apart as the birds carry me away like bread crumbs in Central Park.
They bicker and fight as they fly.
Snatching me away from each other's beaks and claws.
I wonder if they know that I’ve died.
I wonder if they care that they’re the only ones left.
have you ever felt like your words were rain
like they were meant for only the thirstiest souls
and as soon as you opened your mouth, you began the search
which turned into a realization -
every single person needs water
including you
sometimes one single cup is enough
(those sporadic moments spent with strangers you'll never see again)
others demand more
time be the gauge
as for those you're in constant contact with
well, measure infinity
if (and only if) it is so, what you're pouring out can only be what you've taken in
these two are one and the same
well, we must be in a drought
Just some jibber jabber.
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