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I doubt I will ever forget
The note you left me
On the day you walked out that door
I'm going to find a new world under the ocean
Somebody once told me there are ghost towns there
Do not mourn my departure, for I am happy now

With that, you married yourself to the Thames
Leaving me with a hole in my heart
For all of eternity
i wish i were a chemist,
so that i could hypothesize
& limit my attempts &
my experiments in futility

so that maybe, I could
tell you that your mere
presence was a catalyst
to my volatile elements

provoking reactions,
left & right, endless
explosions in my head
& mostly, in my chest

or that you tasted like a
antidote to the mundane
bringing me back from
this quiet complacence

i could drink your tonic,
swallow your smoke,
& devour your scraps
like a starving bulimic

or how your poison
made me slip, drip like
mercury, through your
skillful & soft fingertips

like sodium, this persistent
salt that refuses to quit
from my veins, a reserve
remains after the detox

or why i would oscilliate
between the alkaline &  
the acidic, never quite
stabilizing at a safe degree

if i had know all this,
i would not have played
alchemist, concocting
a worthless elixir of life
 Mar 2013 Lily Gabrielle
v V v
Little interests come and go as fleeting as a Sunday,
time spent polishing stones when no one really cares.
A lifetime of measuring time, too little or too much
like a drug dependency that’s never quite right.
Too much and we panic, turn psychotic, too little and
our shelves get littered with knick-knacks.
 
In between we're in lines, create lists and  other “to-do’s”
while standing in said lines. The herding effect makes us
feel small and unimportant like 1 of a 1000 in 5 box cars
of gypsies and Jews taken east on parallel rails.
 
When the present fades away our todays will be haunted
by yesterdays longings too late, and in the end
the darkness will be upon us  darker than night,
darker than black.
Its night, Im in the beach parking lot
Your presence weighs heavy
like Your hand in mine
that I could never seem to close mine completely around
guess thats how the love slipped out
or maybe it was
the game of lust
whats wrong with saying
lets make love
you swat  my hand from around your waist
or sidestep as I try to kiss your face
in a public place
why would i waste
my energy and love
by agreeing to be "civilized"
those words I said
to you
crashed like meteors on your perfect plan
tried to send them out of orbit
but your not superman
and I don't need to be saved
or put on a story book page
no valiant knight to carry me away
stiff like the towel left in the sun
after a day of salt and sand
your arms never seemed to wrap around me the right way
and with each shake I gave
you showed no sign
of comfort and warmth
i tried to shower you with my love
but even
that well can run dry
you asked me how I
didnt cry
but i look in your eyes
and feel nothing
and i think its becaus
I finally told myself
that thats okay
your back with her now
saw it coming all along
she wont let you walk all over her
like I did
she wont shut out her dreams
just to make your day, like me
she wont give up
what makes her heart tick
looking at it now,
you were always a ****
and I'll always be there
******* your ego up
because i was the only one
that saw through
the red cape get-up
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