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asg Feb 2014
You crawl under my skin & leave marks I can't erase & these layers separate me from relief. A bunch of broken glass in my body like the glass that crunched softly under my shoes when you pulled me by the whorf that day. But instead of the best night of my life I feel pain pain that deepens everytime you smile at me. Sandpaper rough hands & sticky tongues are an image of our past & now I don't even recognize the color of your eyes anymore. Make believing is a dangerous hobby & I lived that lifestyle with you but now the camera is back on & I figured out you have terrible stage fright. So now it's sweaty palms & clenched teeth that keep the anxiety real. Quick like how you used to be in conversations I am quick to leave & quick to find a new place to put a head that has been beaten & overused. Trouble finds you & trouble is leaving you now & I'm sorry you have the worst luck with vixens like us. But your words cut into my skin & imbedded themselves there & now every time I lay down my body it whispers to me the same things. Every time I shower the words are magnified into shouts & I feel trapped in this body you left. I wonder lots of nights whether going back to you will solve my issues. Then I just go back to sleep.
asg Feb 2014
Take these hands and mold them like clay
Make them operate under your will
Sow these fingers together like lace
Because that's how fragile my actions are
Make me like snow that falls and never melts
Crystallize me in the multifaceted edges of your mind
Break my bones and separate my molecules
Turn me into what you want, if not just for tonight
I saw a blazing constellation the other day
And it reminded me of you
I felt my face aflame under my sheets
And I needed you so bad to come cool my skin
With your lips froze like the ice that roams your blood
Passionate like roses, but ever shy like daffodils
Yellow with worry and trepidation
You wound my hair with your finger so tight
I could feel your apprehension that night
Could taste it in your heady breath
And we fell asleep afraid
Having nightmares that paralyze you in your rest
Trapped by our own emotions
But I never asked you to stay, you just did
Maniacs keep awful company
That's what I told you anyway as I counted the blades of grass
Outside tastes like magic and honey
Like energy made for our lungs sweet drinks for our mouths
Steady it goes
The pounding of my afferent heart
Until it doesn't
But the earth that will fill my lungs then
Will be just as bittersweet as your tongue is now
asg Feb 2014
absolute
a word that marks finality
yet seems to encourage improvement
like how we are (were) absolutely perfect for each other
yet you went seeking for someone better
though I would hesitate
to call her arm improvement
and I know you were sincere
when you softly cried your apologies
but it is so hard, you see
to believe in a word like that when it surrounded my entirety
though I absolutely hate you
and I absolutely loathe her
I don't really
because absolute is not a real thing
not a real way to measure the mercuriality
of the human race
of you
of me
of we
asg Jan 2014
V:** C'est la vie.

A: Vous croyez? Pourquoi?

V: Ma vie n'est pas belle.

A: Ouais? Je ne pense pas que moi-même. Vous êtes très belle, intelligente, et génial! Je t'aime beaucoup.

V: Oui, je le suis. Mais ma vie n'est pas. Vous voyez?

A: Je ne sais pas. Vous pensez trop petit de vous-même. Vous devez sourire.

V: Je pense que vous pensez trop haute opinion de moi.

V: Je t'aime.

A: Je t'aime aussi.
asg Dec 2013
Under the shade of the Palm tree's
Shadows cast by the early evening sun
Relaxation
Contemplation
No worry on our exuberant minds
The kind of basking that makes your skin tingle
Every inch of nerve reacting
Dancing on end to this forbidden sunshine happiness
Light particles soaking into thin skin
Frying our bodies and minds but we don't care...
As long as we can feel it
We don't care
Rolling, laughing, tickling
Trying to get away while inhaling
Lung-fulls of sand
Sparkling like the last strong stars in the sky
The sunlight dances off our white teeth
Whites of our eyes watch the twinkling waves
Splash over and over each other
Making sweet music that no one but us can hear
Or understand
The feeling of freedom is here in these lands
Here in this hot sand
Burning our fingers and toes but we don't care
We never care
Endless possibilities
So many different lives lived
Under the tantalizing sun
Bright and effervescent
It explodes our excitement
Pummels us into a new level of joy
There is nothing like pure sunshine
Nothing on earth like that liquid gold
asg Nov 2013
We are not made of stars, I don't know why you told me that
Would it have made a difference if we were?
To be flaming ***** of combusted gas
Temperate and voatile
Already, that's how we exist...
So would it really have changed us?
(I think not)
Do you really think of me that way?
Combustible...unpredictable in every way
(Possibly not even there anymore)
Radiating your world from far away
So far...
You wouldn't notice if I disappeared
Do you truly think we're made of stars?
(It's not as romantic as you think)
Honestly, I view us more as a sunset
If we're going to talk atmosphere
The pinkish kind that melts and blends
Into the dark bruise of night sky
We mix and evolve into something atramentous
Something tantalizingly morbid
But our morbidity shall not keep
Us from living free and happy
Because, eventually, the sun rises
And brightens our venomous palors
Sweetens the berries of our tender youth
(Though not so young anymore)

You never say the right things anymore
Lucky you.
You have me.
(And I'll never let you go)
Star dust and all.
asg Nov 2013
Wallflower child
Beautiful baby
You've yet to spread your wings and fly
Are you scared of the world around you?
Why?
Baby I won't lie, it can hurt you
It can **** you, truly
But you can't let that stop you
If you get sick you get cured
If you lose a job you find another
If you love and are broken in turn
You put those pieces back together
Why?
Because baby, you're strong
Baby you are amazing
Magnificent in your own ways
My pretty yellow infant you are the world
Even if you don't know it yet
So conquer it darling

*Spread your wings and fly
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