#flush
I felt so much better after I vomited you in every stanza.
Dec 14, 2020
Dec 14, 2020 at 5:50 AM UTC
I broke my toilet
And my narrative
Humor was profound like the war
Jul 21, 2019
Jul 21, 2019 at 4:21 PM UTC
He was a curious lad,
with a broad chest and strong shoulders.
His eyes were a deep brown,
his jaw line sharp and defined.
He loved action,
he also loved adventure.
But most of all he loved to run
his hand along my legs,
making me flush in all his
favorite places.
Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 12:54 AM UTC
And so it begins, again
stagnant and inert
Words that slip in listless
meaningless, covert
I can't grasp the consequence
lines that just won't fit
Trying out a story
rhymes that will not knit
Apogee ascendant
no orbit to attain
Falling now descendant
my thoughts go
down
the
drain
And yet somehow they manage too
lodge
within
my
brain
Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 2:05 PM UTC
I must reflesh my memory
It's getting gammy in here
Flush it
Charcoal silt, pured water and oxygen
Prey attention to memory
Tend to it
Till it
Till it's clear and consistent in it's dishonesty :
A single picture
One linear note
And no deviation.
Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 1:10 AM UTC
Cheeks flush,
red lips purse.
Eyebrows, thick and singular,
draw upwards in shock,
scandalized by my very existence.
Born in love,
and yet out
of all else.
May 23, 2018
May 23, 2018 at 8:19 AM UTC
Flush the anger
Flush the pain
Flush the indifference
Intake
Single pill of divine diuretics
If you need more,
Then,
Let me prescribe,
SOS.
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 9:20 PM UTC
She was wet, elated by the
feeling pouring over her..
But then, It went cold..
momentarily losing it...
Then as before a warmth
flooded over her..
She smiled as lathered up
were her moments.
Then relaxation...
The shower was over..
Shouting down stairs!!
"Don't flush while I'm in here..
Aug 10, 2017
Aug 10, 2017 at 9:28 AM UTC
Possessed
Warring within the wind
Aped by a flush, you unveil a plash
Flaunting us a stygian, hazy gore
Left weaving a susurrus blether
With shards prodding your throat
Jan 29, 2017
Jan 29, 2017 at 9:48 PM UTC
At every turn
You all blow my mind,
Why is this so?
Are the cloudy shapes a sign?
Where do you all get off
Taking my best wit, my best
Arguments, and flush them
Down the tube like it had
Absolutely nothing it meant?
Besides pushing me off
A balcony when I'm sad,
I may as well have the joy
In knowing that I'm here,
But just a fool who's only mad.
My final moments could be
A painful one, I've lost my
Friends, there is no lover in
My life, this wasted time I
Spend, I'll rather my work
Is never done then find myself
At these horrific bitter ends.
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 1:36 AM UTC
Would you scratch my scalp
twirl brown speckled fingers
twixt ever-lightening
locks, me myself and I
we fight over you
give us a taste
of what we've sweat over
if what i want is on this
decreasingly fertile rock,
possibility of my painful
atrophy, isolated,
dissolves
into shimmers
that make me kawaii
when i check doppelganger
in silver glass
because you
shattered dreams sprinkled
iridescent on bronze ivory
glitter blush for the creature
(in some other word or two,
you're my breaking point)
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 10:46 PM UTC