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 Sep 2013 moscato gato
brooke
My thumb
is poised above this
send as if it were
some rock on the
side of a cliff and this
happy birthday
were the town





below.
(c) Brooke Otto
 Sep 2013 moscato gato
Chris
My eyes have been dry the past few days,
my mouth too.
I’ve been wearing my glasses more
and drinking too much water.
Is it possible to drink too much water?
Some say you can never drink too much.
I’m not sure.
All I know is that I can’t dilute
the concentration of you in my blood.
It’s become too thick.
I’ve been tripping over cracks and
folded carpet corners that don’t exist.
I’m not sure how I find my footing again
with the pounding in my head
and all the silence in my bones.
It’s the kind of silence I wish
I could share with you.
I’ve been tripping over myself,
like there’s knots holding me together.
And I’ve seen your fingers tie knots before,
how you delicately labor over each one.
How the perfect amount of string
is always left over for them.
I’ve seen you tie knots before,
because you’ve tied them with my heart,
and I don’t think they’ll ever come undone.
Oh, I don’t think they’ll ever come undone.
 Sep 2013 moscato gato
Chris
I woke up early today.
There’s no point in continuing to sleep
when I’m no longer dreaming about you.
Every hour through the night is spent
with you inside my head,
and sometimes my mind makes me forget it
so I’ll live it in reality instead.
Last night I dreamed that everything you’ve done
was done all over, except this time with me.
You might not have even noticed,
but I was there.
I saw your face change with the seasons,
and your heart change with them too.
I saw how you handled rainy days
when the sky refused to be blue.
I was there while you sat up through the night,
through the day.
I was there for every smile
and every mistake.
I was there.
And I’m still here.
It’s rainy outside today,
but I’m happier than ever.
You might be there,
I might be here,
but I’ll see you again tonight.
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
To feel free
To feel open
No worries
No memories
Just you and me
Friends forever,
As we should be.

Always have,
Always will
Ha ha ha…
You know the drill
Forever searching,
Needing,
Craving
More.
As if there is
No end in sight.
My oh my,
What a fright.

Your beautiful skin,
Your hair broken, too.
What will it take to get over you?
Day by day
The rituals start
Beginning with the sun
And never receiving that ending delight.

Oh, but that must hurt?
It doesn’t.
With you by my side,
I laugh at pain
And joy and everything bright.
No emotions
No smile
Faded, bleak, cracked, dry.
I need help, I shriek
But with no reply.

Hate thrusts upwards
Black covers my eyes
Why must you hurt
And tell all these lies?

Please get help,
Im begging
Im pleading
Im on my knees scraping
Just to get a beating.
Is there anyone out there?
I yell once more
Finally, a voice is heard!
They open the door

Pure white lays everywhere
But im much better here
Than where I call there
I promise, I swear
Her naked body lie bare…

Bumps and bruises
Black and blue
Red and purple
And tears are falling too.

Wait, does this mean?
An emotion shows
Its face
Hidden deep
Recovery grows
She prays and she cries
Alone; no disguise

A resurrected angel
Lay there, shut eyes.
Become again, PLEASE!?!
Dropped heads and voices
We all want to see
For the good
Or the bad
The devil was pointing at me

But it was not my time,
Thankfully,
Thank god!
For the strong stand again
But all for Him,
A victory,
A win. <3

— The End —