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SomethingRascal Oct 2013
Carmel colored Cancer,
seeping through my veins,
numb to pleasure,
on a physical plane.

Friendly fire free-for-all,
bittersweet sensation,
hear no, see no, speak no more,
consume without cessation.

Painting playful pictures,
impressed by my own mind,
feeling all, but everything,
and bury what i find.

hope no, care no, want no more,
breathe in what is inside,
without movement atop the water,
shifting only with the tide.
SomethingRascal Oct 2013
It’s hardly your fault:
the disappointment i have felt,
at your expense,
in relation to my self.

I fear i have made it too easy,
to delight or dissatisfy,
based on the potential,
in all human beings.

Pure possibility,
and in a realm,
where anything is,
and can be.

Like three steps down,
our relationship
has been one down,
after another,

and to think,
with all the love we had,
above all else,
i looked down.

As simple as:
breaking the threshold,
crown upon my head,
you scramble off his ****,

and why oh why,
cannot you be the one,
i never even cared for,
as i walk away.

How easy it would’ve been,
to ruin it from the beginning,
grant her the delight,
and give you up then,

and so i travel,
along the border waters,
the bears are coming in,
quickly they are coming in.
SomethingRascal Oct 2013
I noticed you through my window.
i was breathing,
you were leaving.

I wondered how to talk to you,
if i should leave a note on your car,
or if i should just wait.

Funny you should return,
your car near that same spot,
and that i might still be in my window;
just breathing.
SomethingRascal Oct 2013
I hadn’t once thought,
about your body against mine,
only millimeters of cloth,
in between our eternity.

That kiss; possibly the first one,
and the way it reached,
to the back of my mind,
and tickled my lips at the same time.

Our hips in line,
ready to roll, and tuck,
with the waves, and tides,
which brought us together.

No, not once had i thought,
about the love i’d feel,
in a state so serene,
when you visited me in my dream.
SomethingRascal Oct 2013
I’m nearly afraid to face,
that the state as of late,
i’ve been in;
MI or Wyoming,
is truly just a dream,
and i might have to wake up,
to this lonely bed again.

You’re heavier than a morning mist;
the sun is above; but only
its light, and none of its love.

i am still surrounded however,
by a feeling i’d love to keep forever,
as i see you in every direction i look,
and i know it is you; i will not be mistook.

We tread our own waters,
in each of our ways,
for now maybe shallows,
but by the end of the day,

We nestle up deep,
inside one another,
return to the surface,
only for air and for laughter.

You are the great unknown,
and i am the great explorer,
right now it’s very simple
right now we’re on the border.

Nothing separating,
not anything between us,
explorer also explored,
unknown and everything.
SomethingRascal Oct 2013
I didn’t say goodbye
when i left;
I only walked out,
Through your front door.

You were busy,
having words,
with your sister,
on the telephone.

Air was quite clear,
outside that door;
Sun shining brightly,
above.

No place to go,
without aim in sight,
but only to be;
needless of me.

Sold the deal,
as the door sealed,
and the lock clicked;
there is no more.
SomethingRascal Oct 2013
I killed a mother,
and the boy acting as her son.
After tangling her up in my whip
as she tried to do the same,
and inching my way closer,
closer to her face;
allowing me to see,
just who had thrown
that first blow.

I grabbed that mother,
by the back of her neck;
as she tangled herself further
into that rope,
and so i grabbed that little boy,
by the same scruff of skin,
and held them both,
so closely, yet in contempt.

The little boy,
might not have had much to do,
in all honesty, and reminded me
much of how I had seen my mother;
just moments ago;
before this malice broke out.

restrained and struggling,
they both fought with inevitable,
and i showed their struggling bodies;
still full of life,
to their reticent comrade,
and she did not do, but watched.

Closer i brought them to me;
now both tangled in that rope,
and squeeze i did;
so that nothing could squirm from my grasp.
By the back of their necks,
i managed to sever them both,
and died together did that mother,
and the boy acting as her son.
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