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kt mccurdy Feb 2015
another morning
when you search
later when things fall
they always will
stretch out to
each day, a phenomenon  of
order and disorder but no,
what’s between?
bodies, fall the same way
each time
eyelashes too on the same place,
same spot on the face
feeding into it when that’s what
it wants what it wants is
for eyelashes to
keeping fall and wishes run thinning
since wishes unwork and unwind
and the same lashes
the same wishes
but chaos theory
avoids time
structure, we preside in
P.M.and A.M.
wall to wall
skin and soot on bottom’s heels and ears
and bodies, all the same,
aren’t they?
structure is
unavoidable
chaos theory is without
option
struvture without option
without sound but loud in consequence
its the same
for those like us
burying eyelashed face in
numbers and now-- words
always buried beneath something,
layers of clothing
or layers of pillows
across the belly
until straight enough to sit without
rolls
but rolls of breads, succulent and sweet
and rolls like child’s somersaults
and roles that you play for everyone
and yourself
when layers collapsed within
the walls of intestines
which erode
and the role is you
standing without
rolls and without much else, either
and skin cannot renew
skin cannot replace
you can try for ceramic skin
but thin is breakable,
cracking the hull
of the *****’s boat, the same
***** bandaging what you want to wound  
its structure for bodies
you and you and
the best friend you ever had
with freckles you cannot count
and a gummy smile,
structured the same and
what language do you speak in?
because
              wrapping            
your tongue       around
organs isn’t the same
speech
but the spaces between teeth is not enough
to contain what’s oozing in
the edge of a back,
the corner of a ankle’s ***
whatever it is,
is structured
AB Feb 2015
Some nights I wish
For the dark to go on forever.
For the night to never end.
For this day to not become the next
but to simply stay as this one night.
This perfectly, quietly, peacefully, dark
Night.
Alette Peter Dec 2014
You
You became my light
When I spend in
The darkness when
He leaves me.

But you can bring
Me back to the
Darkness I used
To spend as my cage

You can be my strength
That even if the odds
Are against, I know
You will not leave.

But you can be my
Weakness that you’ll
Leave as you **** me
Slowly and painfully

You became my hope.
That I can love
Someone else like you.

That I’m strong
Enough to face
The future with you

But you can be
My destruction
That I will hate
Someone else like you.

Causing me a pain
I’ve never wished to feel
Making me so numb

You complicate
Matters baby.
Don’t know what to do.

You could be everything
To me as you’ll leave
Or stay by my side.
It's all about our people we love the most. They could be everything if they leave or stay at our sides
Mohammad Skati Jan 2015
They act something ,but                                                                                        They say something else ...                                                                                      Their sayings versus their acts                                                                                 Simply because they play on words ...                                                                  It's hypocritical to say something and                                                                    To something else anytime and anywhere ...                                                         Those who say something ,but                                                                               They do something else                                                                                            Are merely bubbles stir a storm in an empty cup of coffee .
Andrew Kerklaan Jan 2015
So we can get this over with already...






I told you...




                  "I'll just walk away"
Don't drag it out.
Love\Loss
I need this absolution
Atypnoc Jan 2015
Descending kind of flight
Of thought
Associated free
Comprehending blind of sight
We sought
Delay of anomie
Pretending find the right
Forgot that
Which we can't agree
Defending lined the fight
That bought
Every hidden fee
Made into the song "Anomie" by Atypnoc and Anomic84
https://soundcloud.com/baird-atypnoc/anomie
PrttyBrd Jan 2015
Chained to him
Bound to you
A promise of forever

Logic or passion
Pain will ensue
For I am not that clever

Not enough
To erase the doubt
In everything I do

Distance screams
As silence shouts
All I want is you
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Caitlin Jan 2015
Why can't I just love you?
it would make my life easier.
Trinity Key Jan 2015
Do you want my body
This hunk of flesh that you stare at and use.
Or do you want my soul?
The light inside of my eyes that you barely ever saw

The choice is your's
But when I grow old this hunk of flesh
Will be nothing more than a pile of bones
But the shine in my eyes
Will never. be. lost.
Southern shells – or longitude
it’s rude to discuss such a rough location – but I’m a *****
to such provocation.
destiny’s Vacation
in a nation
with ****** – nonchalantly run a muck.
total *** or ******* visible I don’t believe the natives can purchase *****.

a loss of bucks is inherent to those who want.
bring your paranoia to a paranormal place where
paintings haunt
or move around after your heat signature.
can he make this
make meaning?
i am the dignitor.

a broken side of a square to settle the score
if you weren't sure.
stressed to proceed with thee program.
the waves can crash on shape and
make ham
sandwiches
which is beautiful.
in the eye of the beholder, hold on I’ve smoldered
all of my calls.
put a hold on the fourth wall – I can
and swam into the shallow.
tribune myself to the tropical Loch Ness
fall fourth to the shadow.
let us Dive further.
amphibious herder of the deep
stay afloat on a personal boat
to return to sleep.
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