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Rebound!

I don’t understand basketball at all
Women and men run around in funny clothes
Yelling a lot while keeping a basketball
From each other in a shoe-slapping gym

Rebound!

And they yell “REBOUND!” more than anything else
And I hear each “REBOUND!” echoing about
And shoes slide-squeaking on the wooden floor
And I have no idea what any of it means

Rebound!

I only know that roundballers are tall

Beyond that

I don’t understand basketball at all

Rebound!
Your ‘umble scrivener’s site is:
Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com.
It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel.

Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree:  The Road to Magdalena, Paleo-Hippies at Work and Play, Lady with a Dead Turtle, Don’t Forget Your Shoes and Grapes, Coffee and a Dead Alligator to Go, and Dispatches from the Colonial Office.
Heather 2d
We sip congratulatory Miller lites
In the bar with the 50 cent pizza
The poor mans gala I thought to myself and chuckled

But Heather she whispered
And drew me close, her lips against the folds of my ear
“I still think of her”

“When” I say
“Everytime we make a major relationship decision”

She wants to know is it wrong
I say no
But what I mean is “your not alone”

For I know the exact feeling of loving two at once

Like a black rose or  
a phoenix that has regenerated

Your love is based in mirror images and tangled roots

long before your love is for all the reasons she is different.
I don’t know if I believe in “rebound” relationships but it’s true that first cut is the deepest. My best friend is moving in with her rebound this month.
empty seas Mar 28
a ghost on the water
can you see her?
the pasts of people thrown overboard
cast aside
she is waste
second place
proxy for someone better

and she knows
there’s always someone other
than her

i’ve always tried so hard but i’ll always be a replacement or a rebound
i know in some cases that’s not true but i can’t convince myself otherwise
i don’t even know why i try with my friendships when it’s so obvious i’m annoying
i just wanna cry and give up
Brad post Mar 14
Wish I could get a little undrunk
So I could uncall you
At 5 in the morning, I would unfuck you

Honestly, this party's over
Everyone here should've gone home
But I'm afraid of being sober
'Cause the first thing I do when I'm alone
I start touching myself to the photos
That you used to send me
I should've deleted, but kept it a secret
Is that crazy to do?

So I squeeze out the lime on the ice of My drink
And the juice hits the cuts on my fingers
It still doesn't burn as much as the thought of you

Wish I could get a little undrunk so I could uncall you
At 5 in the morning, I would unfuck you
But some things you can't undo
I wish I could unkiss the room full of strangers
So I could unspite you, unlose my temper
But somethings you can't undo
And one of them's you

I'm afraid to turn the lights on
I don't want to face this rebound
Is it weird if I come over?
I want to, but I know that she's around

So I'm touching myself to the photos
That you used to send me
I should have deleted, but kept it a secret
Is that crazy to do?

Oh, I'm hungry and wasted and my hands are shaking
I shouldn't be cooking but spilling hot water
It still doesn't burn as much as the thought of you

Wish I could get a little undrunk so I could uncall you
At 5 in the morning, I would unfuck you
But some things you can't undo
I wish I could unkiss the room full of strangers
So I could unspite you, unlose my temper
But somethings you can't undo
And one of them's you

Got through every emotion
Right now I'm sad, I'm broken
But the bottles in the floor
I'm to buzzed to clean them up
Wish I could get a little undrunk
So I could, I could unlove you

Wish I could get a little undrunk so I could uncall you
At 5 in the morning, I would unfuck you
But some things you can't undo
I wish I could unkiss the room full of strangers
So I could unspite you, unlose my temper
But somethings you can't undo
And one of them's

You
You, you
Wish I could unlove you
You, you, you
Wish I could uncall you
You, you, you
Wish I could unfuck you
You
Wish I could unlove you
A song by Fletcher
All i needed was a moment.
To keep myself in check.
Not end up like the rest.
A mess.
You couldn't give me a moment.
Cuz you were feeling down,
When i wasn't around
Can't you see.

That it isn't just you.
I've too been feelin blue.
But you didn't have a clue.
You were so focused on yourself.
Didn't know i needed help.
But its too late for me now
Shouldn't have stuck around,
Not stuck around for you.

You knew that I knew,
Something between us wasn't right.
Just a wick to a flame.
Burn bright till there is no more light.

It is too late for me now.
I hope you're finally feeling proud.
That I'm six feet in the ground.
I know your hearts probably in pain.
Watch all of it go away.
When you find you a new main.


You'll just find you a new main.
Going through some things. Haven't written in quite some time. I hope you enjoy it.
jbui Dec 2018
I met you in the depth of your despairs
during open season and the risk of open wounds,
cut, damaged - only one can repair.
The power you held and the pain you endured,
frivolous, approached and seeking something of worth
but one may only know
the long-awaited truth.
"she was a rebound that lasted too long" - somebody i used to know
October Dec 2018
It's not a fairy-tale
It's just love, you and me
Learning to give
Learning to be
Don't get me wrong, your love
It's true
And deep
And Strong
But it's not a fairy-tale
It never will be
Not like it was with him and me
But a smolder still creates heat
It's not a fairy-tale
But it's not defeat
Emma Dec 2018
His touch is reverential,
Like he doesn’t understand how he is allowed to touch something as numinous and holy as me
But I can hardly see him when he’s kneeling before me
You set my soul on fire and left me here to burn out on my own
What does it mean that the ashes you left behind still blow towards you?
I’m moving on because I have to, there is no you
I carry this heartbreak on my back like a second home to hide myself in
I see why the turtles move so slowly
Just because you’re the only one, doesn’t mean there won’t be other ones
At least that’s what I tell myself and him
His hands bring the ghost of yours and I am tears beneath the touch of skin on skin
I still see your silhouette in the doorway past his shoulder when he moves in me,
Prayers dripping from his lips like therein lies the keys to my absolution, my sanctity
It doesn’t matter how I hold him, you’re the one who’s in my thoughts
You’re the one whose arms I’d burn again to be wrapped up in
I let him take up space, and I don’t understand, I didn’t think that this was who I was
Why am I still yours when you have left me here to drown
And all I can see of the surface is the bubbles that trail up
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