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 Aug 2013 Primrose Clare
Showman
I see pictures in my head.
Me with a magnet embedded in my stomach.
Repelling or attracting certain types of people.
A man walking the New York streets
Concerned over his ****** addicted brother.
I see viking ships sailing to protect their homeland
From dragons and crop plight.
 Aug 2013 Primrose Clare
Showman
It
took me
losing everything
to finally realize how
much something as small
as a scrambled egg could make  
a difference in the way
you look at people,
nature, things,
even joy
Fin.
 Aug 2013 Primrose Clare
Showman
First there is the prep.
The roommate.
Wearing salmon colored pants.  
He has Shaggy from ****** Doo
On his left thigh.
The alcoholic.
She has a drinking problem.
She is in denial of her drinking problem.
She hangs out with the loners.
The loners.
Unkempt, unattractive and fat in all the wrong places.
The blond looks like Tom Petty.
The one with dark hair, glasses and braces
They live next door.
Living together but segregated. 
Wild cards.
All of us.

©Gambit '13
I was a wilting flower you had found in the middle of a yard full of weeds
and instead of cherishing & nursing me back to health
you pulled at my delicate petals
trying to figure out
whether she loved you
or if she loved you not
The way I know how much you meant to me,
Is the way that every little thing reminds me of you.
The streets we walked, the places we visited, the tunes we sang, the topics we discussed.
You literally took up so much space in my life,
That I find it so hard to know where to head,
now that you're gone

— The End —