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Sycamore Spirit Apr 2015
I don’t want to be sweet today.

I want to be mad. Angry.

I don’t want to play nice.

**** manifesting love.

I want to manifest the **** out of some bad behaviour.

I want to be unpredictable.

I want riotous and shocking things to come out of my mouth.

I want to drink whiskey and smoke cigarettes
Sycamore Spirit Mar 2015
I want to open your skull and lick your mind.
intelligent lust
Sycamore Spirit Mar 2015
Lightning strike
Secret places

Eyes touched
Magic created

Elemental allies
Sunrise smile

Carnelian soul
Healing touch
Sycamore Spirit Mar 2015
I danced you out
I gathered the negative
torn spirit in a paper bag
I took it to the woods
the life was strong
I let it out
Invisible
waving as it went
floating away
from me
healing trance dances
  Mar 2015 Sycamore Spirit
Devon Webb
I keep
forgetting to
forget you,
neglecting to
regret you.
don't feel sorry for me.
I am a competent,
satisfied human being.

be sorry for the others
who
fidget
complain

who
constantly
rearrange their
lives
like
furniture.

juggling mates
and
attitudes

their
confusion is
constant

and it will
touch
whoever they
deal with.

beware of them:
one of their
key words is
"love."

and beware those who
only take
instructions from their
God

for they have
failed completely to live their own
lives.

don't feel sorry for me
because I am alone

for even
at the most terrible
moments
humor
is my
companion.

I am a dog walking
backwards

I am a broken
banjo

I am a telephone wire
strung up in
Toledo, Ohio

I am a man
eating a meal
this night
in the month of
September.

put your sympathy
aside.
they say
water held up
Christ:
to come
through
you better be
nearly as
lucky.
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