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 Feb 2020 megan ottinger
misha
your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about
you;

i'll cry a little more,
hurt a little stronger
love a little softer
because you no longer
make me feel sober

i'm drunk on the
memory of you
if only i could chase you with pizza but shots don't work like that
you left me terrified,
wondering if the
distance between
you and her
will ever mean less
than the distance between
your side of the bed and mine
12/08/2014.
 Feb 2020 megan ottinger
basil
we used to talk
every single day
about
every single thing

and now
we nod
in passing

and it leaves me aching
for the careless laughter
we used to share

but you seem perfectly
okay with
this turn of events

i want to apologize
because this is all my fault

but you seem fine

so the only person
that needs my sorry
is me
it's so hard. we used to talk about everything, and now... we're strangers. what the **** happened to us? i know you have a wonderful gf now, but can you at least tell me how your day is?
cherubs
with their little wooden smiles
blessed
but where is my heaven?

cherubs
with their little wooden smiles
i ask them to pray for me
but they don’t love me

they’re just
firewood kids
waiting to be charred
just like me
pick yourself up
reseal the bricks
repaint the walls
redraw the smile
mop up your tears
they’ll ruin the hardwood
These poems
Devoid of
Metaphor
No tiptoe
Around emotion
With talk of
Trees
Flowers
And eyes as blue as oceans
Just
Bare feeling
These poets
Cry out their words
Sing their sonnets
These poets
Feel too much sometimes
Or maybe
I just don’t feel enough
 Feb 2020 megan ottinger
Maya
how to have a good
haiku: make sure you do not
run out of sylla-


****.
Age
Look at me.
I

Look at me.
I am

Look at me.
I am trying

Look at me.
I am trying my

Look at me.
I am trying my best

I am trying my best.
I’ve counted the lines on your face
I’ve read your lips
I’ve watched your skin fade to grey
And your hands turn to dust
And your bones wither like dying leaves
What more do you want me to
See?

You.
Me?
Sun
Warm me
Turn my eyes
into honey
And my hair
into gold
Give life
to the world
Give life
to my soul
Wait
Don’t go
I was always told
You’d never disappear

— The End —