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 Nov 2015 LycanTheThrope
Kj
Stitches
 Nov 2015 LycanTheThrope
Kj
The doctor closed the fist-shaped hole
Of your absence,
With little black knots,
"Come back in six months;
We'll check up on you"

I'm sitting on the table,
But there is no doctor.
There is me and there is you.
You're whispering
Sweet nothings into my ear,
And tearing my stitches out,
One by one.
I can see the hole again-
"Code Blue"
Only it's not blue,
Your eyes are green.
And I when I wake up later,
You're back.
I try to talk, but you interrupt-
you tell me I'm pretty.
"Begin compressions"
Blood is everywhere.
Months pass.
You are lying in bed next to me;
You kiss me on the mouth.
"Charge to 300"
You are gone.
Please don't come back.
I don't want now
to
forget you
but I need
a silent night;
& I am
frightened by the poetry
you've blinked into my mind
& now it's been that i can't
want you
how it
tortures
both my thighs
I have to
pretend I don't love you
& none of it feels right
I'd like to
untie & u n d o
all of the knots that tie me down
to knuckles that you've used
to smooth all of it out
but all your
smearing won't remove
it only
spread it all around
& while you sleep so
far away
I've had to learn to breathe
face-down
all she did was
reach for a glass
and
my eyes became like pens
drawing my love
with every stretch of
her legs
building up until i
felt like the snap between
the stem and the apple
twisted a little and
so completely consumed
She was born Eunice Waymon, But changed into Nina Simone
This concert pianist who rode her subway dream of fame uptown
All the while singing in a deep blues voice: " birds flying high, you know How I feel, breeze driftin' on by, you know how I feel, it's a new dawn
It's a new day, it's a new life for me, yeah, it's a new dawn, it's a new day
And I'm feeling good.Fish in the sea, you know how I feel,river running
Free, you know how I feel, blossom on the tree, you know how I feel
It's a new life for me, and I'm feeling good
" I love you porgy, don't let him take me. Don't let him handle me
And drive me mad. If you can keep me, I wanna stay here, with you
Forever, and I'll be glad
 Nov 2015 LycanTheThrope
mike
Hey, i wanna
cut off my fingers
and string them into a necklace
and wear it
but youll have to
do the clasp for me
cuz i wont have any fingers.

And ill never take it off
cuz i wont be able to.
Ok michael.you really outdid yourself here.
 Nov 2015 LycanTheThrope
allison
According to Plato,
humans were created with 4 arms
and 4 legs
Two souls disengaged,
but destined for one another
because together,
their power is boundless
Since I have met you,
I have learned to be bold
Plato stated that
once the souls unify,
the pair are lost in amazement
and one will not be
out of the other's sight
I can confirm that
you are everywhere,
even when you are not
I see you while
singing my favorite song
I see you in the baking aisle,
wondering what we will
make together next
I see you as I study my homework,
wanting to impress you
with my grades
I see you when I'm sad,
as a reminder of all that I do have
You make me admit,
in spite of my stubbornness,
I am more
than I think I am
My body has always been
the most vile essence I know
For I have bruised it
too many times
that I could never
deem it as beautiful, but
you show me
I am not represented to you,
as I am to me
 Nov 2015 LycanTheThrope
winter
she looks like perfect porcelain from far away
but up close she is caked in grey clay.

her soul is torn
her heart is so worn.

she seems so distant
but she has learned to be resistant.

they think they know the inside of her mind
but she knows they are blind.

she is aware
but opening her mouth would be sitting in an electric chair.

she stays mute
hoping to find a higher route

but her hopeful sanctuary
did not bring her any glory.

all was lost
with so many paths uncrossed,

so much knowledge forfeit
wise minds now dormant.

tears paint down porcelain cheeks
stone eyes let out silent shrieks.

she is finally only hard bone
she could never stand being alone.
title and a few lines inspired by mariana's trench
Take from me
the memory of her fluttering lashes
and the sound of her startled laughter.

take from me the image
of her widening eyes and
pinched lips  both turning a ****
against the welling tears

take from me my memories
of her so brave against
all sorts of pain and
to real of fears.

take from me
take from me
this hole in my chest
you stole her from.
So I may forgive,
so I may finally forget.
So I may finally rest,
she is gone now,
please take what's left...
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