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i wonder if i'll ever see
anything as breath taking
and self shrinking as the
sight i caught, looking at
the sun hiding behind her
with it's rays surrounding
her figure, highlighting her
champagne bubble laugh

the summer and i both
have a crush on her
we made a fire and went swimming. stayed outside till 5 in the morning. i think i was boring her while i soaked in the smell of chlorine and burning logs. i've never loved summer like this before, and i've never realized how fond i am of one of my best friends. both of these new likings could be very dangerous to my well being, and fantastic for my art. let's see.
I watched as you
cast yourself away
one step at a time;
with my gaze fixed
at your dauntless irises
how could I have known
that with every breath
you were drifting further away.

The clocks ticked away,
and all I have is the last of
second chances.

I watched as you slowly,
very slowly,
with such grace,
effortlessly,
faded into the horizon.

And all I have to thank
is the image of you
my eye lids were able to retain.
 Jul 2014 Megan Grace
brooke
if my thoughts were little girls


there would be one in particular
who knocks on doors and she tells
me that somewhere somewhere out
there
(towards the north or south or
east) he is looking for you even
if he doesn't know it
  and

if my thoughts were little girls

I have stopped opening my doors.
(c) Brooke Otto 2014
handrail, wall, ceiling, stair
tumbled down the whole flight
by mistaking the door
for the staircase as the door
for the bathroom
as doom loomed near
nothing had been more clear
I've been falling down stairs
my whole life
bruising, aquiring contusions,
bleeding, clotting, bones snapping,
regrowing,
I'll be okay, I'll be okay
if I can just manage to crawl
back up to the party
to the... party
to the...
to...


**blackout
Daniel Magner 2014
 Jul 2014 Megan Grace
brooke
potter.
 Jul 2014 Megan Grace
brooke
I am done
playing with
clay, with mud,
making pots
and men.
(c) Brooke Otto 2014
With no money in your pockets,
and a desire for a smooth ride.
Yeah, **** it... something simple.
Lust for something easy.
You speak like
anything matters;
I complain in
the opposing
direction.
Bleeding, and everyone would care
if you'd just ******* show them.
Overdriven in lifestyle,
by design without purpose.
Wearing black, but not poignantly.
Cursing because ****,
it feels so good.
Smashing whatever since
you don't own anything.
Dissenting because you can.
Maybe you'll steal **** tomorrow,
maybe you'll tell a lie.
Breathe in.
Cough, choke, turn indigo.
You're gonna do just fine.
 Jul 2014 Megan Grace
gd
Milky Way.
 Jul 2014 Megan Grace
gd
I just find it baffling
that you thought of
me as just some big
ball of burning
d  u  s  t ,
poking and prodding
until I burned out,
when you were every
single little shining  
s  t  a  r  
in the northern
sky to me.

gd
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