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I left,
she slept
in my bed,
dropped a note
on the desk,
"Thanks for
the night
you'll be gone
when I'm off
here's hoping
we're still
friends"
Daniel Magner 2014
I'm constantly tortured
by the thought
that I am an orchard
where the trees forgot
how to grow

I sew the seeds
but there's no
fruit or leaves
to show
that I've
grown
Daniel Magner 2013
i want to crawl into your bed
while it's still blue outside
and the sun has cold feet
because morning hasn't broken
and your body could curl around mine
like a scarf in the winter
you hurled my blouse
over my head
and my *******
ballooned out in front
of your lips.
your kisses were small fires
that burned beneath my skin
and my eyes rolled back in my head-
seeing instead with
hands.
the night was quiet.
cold but sweet
rippled pools in a forest of pine.
i lounged on the couch
as you threaded round' and round' the trees
pinpricks of lights dripping from your arms.
as you carried christmas in your palms
and i watched
silently,
your grace  unfolded
like   a tear stained love letter
"desperate hearts belong together"
and it's true i could never find another angle like you
to perch at the top of my tree
and your eggnog lips move   gently
over my mouth
eyelashes
brushing window panes
like fragile falling
snowflakes
Before anything
they kept me
warm,
then protected me
from imagined monsters
and harm.
Later they held my
passion
and a person in addition,
now they wrap
my toes and get pulled
over my head
where I sit in sorrow
with an
empty
bed
.
Daniel Magner 2013
i fell apart like egg shells
the whites of my eyes
hard boiled

i found a smile behind the clouds
i wanted to stay there
but i had to come back down

because broken things
cannot fly
and under water
i'm screaming goodbye
you slithered
into my lungs
choked my voice
didn't let me run
you crushed my ribs
now you want back
back into my garden
but you see,
everything is growing, finally
I still love
dousing
your sweater
in oceans of grey
spilling potion on the
sleeve
making it smell of me
wearing it to sleep
each time I don it
I drain a little more
of you
out of my
memory
Daniel Magner 2013
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