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Jan 2014 sinderella

Infamous one

My family has music in our blood
My grandpa lead singer and bassist in his band
An uncle who plays keyboard
A cousin who djs another cousin who plays drums
Ive tried starting bands working on solo projects
Lyrics and sounds I cant replicate from my mind to others ears
I know the counts got the tempos I just want everything to mesh together
I realize ill never move up at work they cut managers and leads
So I really need to do something with my writing

Jan 2014 sinderella

just the words

Jan 2014 sinderella

emily

just the words

this is just to say
it’s been ten lonely days
& where are you tonight, love,
when i lie awake
beneath glow-in-the-dark stars plastered all above?

but they’re nothing like the real ones embedded in dark skies
& my daydreams do no justice to your understated eyes.
you are more than i’ve imagined a person could ever be,
though it wouldn’t shock my system if you decided soon to flee

& forgive me for being so confessional,
i don’t mean to write an ending before we’ve lived this out in full

it’s just i think that you’re entwined
in the fibers of my mind,
when every thought that fires
in my brain
is laced with your name

this time, i want nothing but to desperately adore you
tell me you’ll stick around & this time it might be true,
i’ll pretend that i don’t know how i am difficult to hold,
all rough edges & teenage vices, quickly growing old.

i wear wounds on my skin & sadness on my sleeve,
scream & shake & starve for a little reprieve,
& you are the best i have to medicate the pain
so stay a little longer & i’ll try to do the same.

Jan 2014 sinderella

That Kiss

Jan 2014 sinderella

Alexander Brown - Xander

That Kiss

Cheer was like the evening breeze
Sounds of merriment and pleasure
Liquor and food laid on our table
But you were the best of treasures

It was as if by some foreign force
How we leaned toward each other
In an instant, life's clocks stopped
As your lips drew closer and closer

It was poetic; our souls connected
Blissfully; t'was the shortest moment
Through which we shared the most
Of unspoken feels sincerely meant

It was epic; like light meeting earth
For the very first time ever; sweet!
How your thick lips had bolts of energy
That traced my spine's length complete

The way your lips crushed into mine
Would have changed time's direction
But in that moment, life was for us
We were beauty's personification

It was magical; how the butterflies
That had been extinct in me awoke
Then reincarnated into fiery dragons,-
Breathed fire and melted my fear's lock

It was paradoxical; it was bittersweet
I could taste the liquor on your tongue
But still felt like it was my first kiss;
Like a sweet tune to a strange song

Its a beauty like never before seen
How two lives joined to form one
That particular frame of destiny
Was hotter than 469326396 suns

It was sincere; how we then realized
That we had the same things to say
And thus resorted to using silence
And listening to our thoughts play

It was memorable but now, it hurts
That all that's left is fading bliss
So once again I will shut my eyes,
And lick my lips cuz I miss that kiss

Keep Smiling

Jan 2014 sinderella

why you can't love me

Jan 2014 sinderella

Breanna Legleiter

why you can't love me

i. I'm too much to handle
ii. I always worry about things I can't control
iii. I argue about everything
iv. I don't love myself
v. I'm numb
vi. I never want to do anything
vii. I get upset easy
viii. I cry all the time
ix. I can be the biggest *****
x. I feel numb and nothing

Jan 2014 sinderella

Poems to a lover (002)

Jan 2014 sinderella

copperots

Poems to a lover (002)

If I swore to tell you
          (wild eyed and breathless)
of what lies
inside my pandora's box
    the blue velvet decaying
    under my flesh
          the whispers in my head
          like supple breeze
          through follow oaks
             (eerily adrift)

would you still dare hold me
at the dusty ledge
of this 85-storey high building
(my crumbling paper body)
as the concrete cracks
submissively
and the walls fall apart
instinctively

because
i would give up
the last of my flicker
to light
your final cigarette
and make
your lonely bed warm

If i held your echoing heart
                   in my hands   (with frantic devotion)
as it throbs rhythmically
in these fire brick palms
   propagating at a frequency
   of long found anxiety
a dim soul
trapped
in an antique olive wood clock
(tick tock tick)

would you dare still trust me
to dance
with those charred demons
(your most profound secrets)
the ones sworn to be
memories of disgust
the bad taste
at the back end
of your tongue
buried deeper in the Earth
for Hell to bare and hoard

because
i trust you
to embrace
the flaws we share
and
tears we didnt

(but most of all)

the discovery of our story
rapidly unfolding in this unashamed
polluted atmosphere

Jan 2014 sinderella

Fortified Pauses

Jan 2014 sinderella

Manonsi

Fortified Pauses

Tick hour, I'm not afraid of you.
The courtyard's grey and full of silence,
Maybe someone will cross in your time,
But I already made my way to my towerlet,
Perched inside the treasure holder, letter shelves,
Deep within the library.
Others have come, inmobile in you
Typing, eyes skitting, nestled feathers on sofas,
Just like me, but ignoring you.
Tick then! Who am I to care,
The morning's mine to flirt with
And you don't even know about the afternoon.
There are no clocks here except the ones
We choose to see, and no one makes that choice
Here, except accidental numbers on a computer screen.
So tick, fearless warrior,
I'm a vestige of speed in distance
- I'm scurrying away with thoughts
And you have no power here.