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Death of you

I still see you

caverns of my mind

still flood with ideas of you

and snippets of conversation

we never finished

 

It's our shoes walking together

on a sidewalk in some nameless city

It's a single sushi meal we shared

It's how your profile looked in my car

during sunset hour

when we were driving back on the 101

it's an

incoherent

transparent

snake of memories

that don't make sense to me

any more

 

It slithers and *****

rolls of my life's film

into my brain's projector

and they play incessantly

every night

before I sleep

 

How sad

 

I brush it off

and resume tossing side to side

I'll cry

but only a few tears ever come out

I'm a volcano that will never erupt

I'm

dried up

out of steam

No ones

scared or concerned about me

any longer

 

Let me sink underneath the Earth

Into the ocean's depths

Where I can be forgotten about for good

 

A volcano without any lava left, huh?

How stupid

 

Then I met a few others like you

A coffee shared

The memory of how your eyes looked when you came

even the sound of you

peeing the next morning rings in my ears

and it plays

like a broken record

a sad mix tape some lonely pervert made in their mother's basement

while they sit in their self-made

prisons

sulking over

the blonde, blue-eyed girls who shunned them

with their bug eyes

popping out of their fleshy shells

piercing their dream maidens

and

"Jesus Christ you're disgusting, ew, ew like bed bugs all over my body, go to Hell you worthless creep"

and they dream and fantasize over the happiness that they perpetually plant

and try to grow

and it's never a flower

it's only weeds on the side of a garden shed

No one's even bothers to pull

 

How sad

 

It's there like clockwork

Like when my heart races in the shower

The hot water makes my body tired

I think

"this is when I'll give up"

My body becomes seduced into a hypnotic trance

I can't seem to fight the

Warm blanket of water

that covers me

 

It'll end on this note.

I'll die.

Face down and

**** naked

Legs

hanging outside of the bathtub wall

In that last moment of life,

I'll probably be thinking of

when we made love here

Or how you

missed the green light when we

were driving back from getting donuts

because you were too buys gazing at me instead of the road

 

We looked at all the stars and you knew what they all meant

You kissed me

and told me

what each of their purposes were

You told me

which star to look at if I ever

found myself lost

We soon crawl into your bed

and I try to find the star to help me get out of your covers

Toes crossed together

Faces pressed into one another's

 

My heart begins to race

Like clockwork

Fingers digging into each others backs

Hypnotic warmth

Oh God

I whisper

I'm lulled

I've become your bodies hostage

I try to resist

One of my eyeballs manages to peak outside of your window

The star to help me find my way out is gone

 

The plot of this moment fades away as quickly as it was written

Soon,

all I can remember is your back

in the dark

moving

up and down

Your

savage grunting

becomes the soundtrack of the snake's nightly dropping

 

I look for that star every night

The silver of silver light trickling down your spine

up and down

the bed creaks

My hear aches

Beads of sweat

Erupt from your skin

Under the moon's picturesque glimmer

When the snake finally leaves,

I look outside of my window

Searching

 

I never find that guiding star

 

How stupid

 

Like clockwork,

 

How sad

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