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Poppy Perry Nov 2015
My heart is a desolate castle
Upon a lonely, haunted hill
Its self grandeur misguided and facile
Empty yet infestation fills
rooms that beat in theory
but in abandonment seem still
Oh, my heart is a desolate castle
Haunted by its own free wil
Poppy Perry Nov 2015
Come into my arms
I’m stronger than I look
I’ll keep you safe
Hold your frame
Mutter incompletes into your hair
And when the time comes
The falling of the ceiling
Or the raining of the flames
I’ll cover you in me
Weave my fingers into yours
Press my heart into your veins
Come into my arms
I’ll keep you safe
Poppy Perry Oct 2015
Look at me
Smile
Affirm me

****

I disgust myself
Poppy Perry Oct 2015
Meet me at dusk by the shore
Through lips dripping in salt water
We will whisper wet words
You can try and break the surface
I can try and glisten blurred eyes
We can sway against white waves
Or rock against darkening stone
Before the sky grows and you
Take me back to your grey cave
Where I’ll come staggering and pulling
The seaweed from my body
And you brush the sand from your eyelashes
We can swim
You can wash me slowly
In that rhythmic salinity
I can gasp for air
But I hope you will drown me
So we can wash up for the dawn
I will meet you where you leave me
On the shore
Poppy Perry Oct 2015
Searching for unconditionality
Core burning for such totality
But realising in actuality
When meshed with practicality
The idea smacks vapid and rapidly
Melts in its own reality
Love without condition’s a formality
Defined by its own commonality
No substance is found in normality
No guarantee of magnanimity
Instead I’ll forego the vanity
And try that inhospitality
Found next to the notion of real sensuality
And accept the inescapable brutality
Of love’s dimensionality
Mortality
Poppy Perry Oct 2015
I sleep alone
Tonight
But when again my eyes gain sight
You’re there
Snowfall in the night
Lashes laid together
Untrodden white
Nearing forever
Fills my eyes
Fills my insides up
Like a child’s
Desiring outside
Each sleep sounded sigh
See
With you I need
To be
Thrown on my knees
Face to the sky
Hot smile in a cold breeze
With my
Tongue ready
And arms high
Breath heavy
Feeling flakes to my skin
That make something within
Scream for more and for less
And give in
That frozen magic to play in,
Foray in,
To lay in,
To pray I can stay in
But on the pillow,
There’s no way to begin
So
Laying
Instead
I take to your chest
Using your arms
Your hair
To cover the rest
My reality I wrap in
A blanket of your mapping
Frosted fingers lapping
At the edges of your chapped skin
Snowfall in the night
Stranded at the right site
With soft breath on my head
I’m almost outside in our bed
Flaked sorcery sheds
Overnight
Before me
Untouched white
And
Behind me
Life’s entirety
Out of mind
And
Out of sight
Backs to reality
Face in the sky
Poppy Perry Oct 2015
I think we forgot
Or I think there was an occurrence
A time that the door swung open
Where it slipped, almost quietly out
Fell up into the night
For others, perhaps
Or for nothing

Or maybe
Between those days, streets, dinners
Those afternoons thieved behind closed curtains
Between the hands and the highs and the denials
In those lulls of mind, or lacunas of the trials
We forgot to look
Unrepentantly inattentive
And like a naughty child
Like yesterday's confetti to a storm  
It fled
And we,
Indispensably inattentive
Rolled forward
Smooth wheels on rough ground
But maybe it didn't
Didn't flee after all
And we merely
Rolled forward
Rolled towards

Do I scream from the windows?
Or replant, in the same plant ***?
Do I pound my thighs along lanes after it
With all that naughtiness
Of the troubled child?
I wonder if this is the sentence
For the crime of easy reliance
I wonder if belated repentance
Can push palms into the past
I wonder if tomorrow
Changes's hurricane arrives
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