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Apr 2016
Shaking whirlpools from strong spirit
Why read into a line a limit
Tonight was utterly ******* magical
And ain't nobody out there that can take that from me.

I'm a paranoid *******
I know that about myself.

But all that ******* ******* aside
Tonight, I drug myself out of the house
Grabbed a bottle of red wine
(I just realized I left it on the couch)
**** $9 gone.
But what a nice little present
To whoever stumbles upon it
We entered the inside of a fake galaxy
My partner in crime for the night, he handed me
A mini jug full of the sweetest most subtley dangerous
Long Island Iced Tea
"You gotta name this!"
We sipped and drank it up like fairy juice
Lost in the maze of an artistic space
My mind wraps and twists around new concepts, ideas
I jump on board to more projects than I could ever fathom
I'm truly the busiest I've ever been
And its cool.

We climbed into a treehouse like apartment
A fake proscenium in the backyard
I spotted a handsome man at the fire
I made it my quiet mission for him to notice me
We talked of law school
My father.
My brothers
He has 4 sisters
He lives in Colorado and is just visiting
But in those singular moments
We spoke with sass, intellect, articulate words
But he returns to Colorado tomorrow night
I didn't give him my card
But we both wore a mustard yellow
Glimmering fireside smiles
While my girlfriends ask me how my love life is
And I cannot waver, cannot settle, they don't really want me to either
I just can't
Not now.

My face
I feel it coating with exhaustion
My body constantly fighting against me
But I brought myself home early tonight
Because it felt good and like the right thing to do.

Life is beautiful
And its hard
But I'm gonna keep hustling
And I don't care if no one gets it.
OnwardFlame
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OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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