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 Jun 2013 LDuler
Michael Chandler
Night is always still and being alone is reasonable
stuck on a couch with hands in my pants like Al Bundy
I enjoy the old animations to rekindle my youth
At first I just knew it to be late night programming
but now its a laughing fit for the bald and the lonely
callers longing for that flirtatious, accepting voice

How do they know the lonely are with the late night?
When did the early hour become the time to persuade
love, lust, and empowerment of oneself?
the laughing stops and I wonder how much
insecurity there must be under the distant stars
How many of us wish we could go to sleep? maybe
its that unbearable coldness on the other side of the bed
 Jun 2013 LDuler
Daniel Kenneth
I had a dream last night
It was beautiful
I woke up beside you
Bodies intertwined
Your head on my chest
All was at peace in the world
And it was good

I had a nightmare this morning
When I awoke to an empty house
It was awful
Cold and lonely, I rolled out of bed
A solitary cup of coffee
Such a depressing affair
And it was bad

Dreams can be the best
And the worst things in the world
For as I learned the hard way
There can be two types of dreams about a girl
One where she loves you, one where she won't
The former a fantasy so hard to obtain
The latter a reality, nightmare turned to life
i can't write recently, i'm sorry for the continued mediocrity
 Jun 2013 LDuler
Redshift
wallace
 Jun 2013 LDuler
Redshift
this boy
is so very muscular
and handsome
and sweet
and so very
african
he thinks
jesus brought us together
and he likes my body
just the way it is
he doesn't try to
change anything
about me
my dad would hate him
not because dad's racist
but just because he thinks black men
are rapists
(maybe that DOES make him racist...?)
but then again
dad hates all boys
that like his daughters
i don't know
i feel happy
but too many things
make me smile
i can never be sure
if they're worth something
 Jun 2013 LDuler
Kimberly Brown
When it gets to be too much
When the ache in one’s chest becomes a pounding throb
And every breath becomes a chore of monumental effort
Remember that life goes on
That life wont be as hard
And pain from disappointment & regret will eventually pass
 Jun 2013 LDuler
julia denham
But let's forget
About those meaningless worries
And jump into a river
We could go skinny dipping
As the sun melts off the side of the earth
Forget regret
And hold my hand, I know its cold
Ill calm your shivers
And warm your lips
As the trees turn to intricate silhouettes
Just pretend
we're wild & free; like they say we should be
We'll poison our little livers
With laughter and loss of cares
As we become more forgetful about tomorrow
Or the next
Day. Tonight, just me and you will
Drift, together, downriver
As glass bottles float around us, enclose us
Neglect the
Natural enquiries of how late it is
Or that it's getting darker
As we drown in eachothers presence
I recommend
You let yourself be decieved
And flow downstream. We slither
Softly bumping limbs underwater "accidentally"
Don't defend
Yourself. I know we aren't in love
But could we act it? I'll deliver you kisses
as we sink
Deeper into
The depths of a pretended plot
Of an olden day flim, where the girl gives her
Spontanious side a chance;
And the boy plays his part.
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