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Kiagen McGinnis Feb 2011
touch.

so cold it's hot.

longing.

a cat who almost       jumps     in the tub but hesitates and instead lets his
paw
skim the water.

tightrope hopes.

guilessly:   i find your beauty agonizing.
Kiagen McGinnis Feb 2011
my dog is more
Honest
than any human

she hides under
the desk
because wind is scary
and the world might
fall

tonight i Join her
safe
and we are each others company of choice.
Kiagen McGinnis Feb 2011
you motif my dreams. and your poetry makes me cry. and i'd call you mine if i could.
Kiagen McGinnis Feb 2011
holding this guitar
because i like the weight, the mystique of its strings.
a reliable neck
and curves to trace
i am no musician
but find comfort in an instrument i know i will never
fully
fathom.
Kiagen McGinnis Feb 2011
pull disconnect over my head,
easy as pulling on a wool sweater. fail to do so,
& i lose track of things
allow myself the prerogative of thinking you are the
nicest prettiest most intrinsically loving
boy
that ever lived.
if i let you scab over, all it takes is one flash of pain,
one quick peel and you are
nonexistant.
a scar so faint it only glows under the ghostly moonlight of your eyes.
this feels like it is missing something to me,
any ideas?
Kiagen McGinnis Feb 2011
as you say
'i
can't
be
in
a relationship'
the light flickers quietly in your eyes the color of tree leaves reflecting a piece of pain like a swallowed shard of glass sharp enough to surface still
blind
me
and collapse my heart.
Kiagen McGinnis Feb 2011
how do you    lose     something
you
never
                            found?
all that i thought i was wriggled away
balloons of identity snipped from their carefully tied place on my wrist
dissolving into a sky with no end

shock is simple.
can the same be said for
                                                   freedom?
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