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Lauren Sage Jul 2013
I tell myself it's impossible
(or close to)
helpmehelpmehelpmehelpme
I spend time squishing my ******* together
(this is the end, god save my soul)
Lauren Sage Jul 2013
Roe
I'm shoveling raw fish down my throat
(Creamy and spicy Salty from soy sauce)

My phone in my lap
(For you are gone You boarded that plane You left me high and dry on my own thoughts)

My shorts are digging into my thighs
(Too fat Too white)

I'm popping fish roe between my teeth
(Each snap is a life that will never be Amniotic fluid runs down my incisors)

Eel is slipping through my chopsticks
(I struggle to get it down Barbeque sauce is all over my mouth)

There is a pit of snakes in my stomach
(I'm feeding them a one-hundred and sixty-six dollar meal I'm indulging them in my raw mind)

You're texting me still
(We're confused why my ******* feel like cobblestone We used protection)

We may be the unluckiest couple on Earth
(**** me **** me **** me **** me **** me)
Lauren Sage Jul 2013
Tired/ weary

Tired of bumps and weary of

Lumps (in my neck)

(and on my head,)

(and in my jaw.)

The lymphatic system poisons me,

My brain

With worry

In truth I'm grateful

(No.)

For an alarm system If it was coming

(NO.)

I'd like to know it.

(NO.)

(I think I welcome a speeding bus anyday

In comparison to my greatest fear.)
Lauren Sage Jul 2013
She,
Thick eyeliner'd eyes
Racoon-rung, fingers slunk around
The overused pencil, smudged on her hand
And yet, it's not how she feels
More, how she wants to feel.
Oh, such a scarred star
In a sea of dulling graphite.
Lauren Sage Jul 2013
I want to rewind to
Honey sunlight days and
Dust on my skin, the
Mist in my hair the
Electricity dam

You, me, and them.

Remember when the alarm went off and
We ran for our lives?

We had gone too close to the falls.



The management didn't like that.
Lauren Sage Jul 2013
One time
(for real)
I dreamed I was nothing
And everything had
Been a dream
And I was a speck
-(it's)
Weird and everything was
Blue Blue Blue
And I was nothing
Everything that had been something was
-Not
Anything and
What was
-Worth
Anything?

-It
Ended, obviously
(how queerhow queerhow)
And nothing is the same
Now, and how can I see the
Worth in things when Once Upon a Time
I remember being absolutely nothing?

(like in utero)
(like a wordly zygote)
(suspended in the amniotic fluid of a quiet suburban mother)
Lauren Sage Jul 2013
You are depressed
And I am anxious
We are a headcase

And when you're crying,
I am swearing and probing
And when you're suicidal
I am angry and empty
I offer you no sympathy
And you ask for none

You offer me no comfort and I
Endlessly demand it.


Your depression (like an uncertain vice)
Squeezes around my life.
(i don't care if i live or die)
(an unintended pregnancy will be swiftly stopped with the death of its host)
(cancer may be met with a compliant body)

My anxiety (like a wet blanket)
Smothers your indifference out.
(you are nauseous with worry)
(my unending talk about cancer and pregnancy ***** the remaining life out of you)
(You love me but hate my conversation)

And now whose to say that
I am depressed and anxious and
You are anxious and depressed and
You're gone for the summer and
I'm home for the summer, wishing on blood.
We are a headcase.

And when you are worrying I am indifferent
And when you speak of death I listen without repulsion
And when I am anxious you are egging me on
And my Plan B is suicide (is it your Plan A?)

We're not okay, Lovey.
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