#oneline
If your amazing poem is too long for the line just cut it off because that wa
Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 8:40 PM UTC
This haiku is weird. Most haikus have just 3 lines. Is this a haiku?
Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 2:55 PM UTC
"Tell me, Atlas,
What is Heavier:
The world or its people's hearts?"
Jul 14, 2019
Jul 14, 2019 at 3:04 AM UTC
I lose myself in a memory of scents.
cigarettes and Chanel
spices and Spring
I lose myself in nostalgic fragments.
Apr 9, 2019
Apr 9, 2019 at 12:30 PM UTC
the shutters are kept a jar closed this morning. i will only see out of one eye. my own blue light vibrates, hollows out my greying stomach leaving space to think - - you should’ve reached out but i can’t get my hand past the edge of my bed, so i use my hands instead to harden my molten tongue and soften my clenched cheeks. a sour gap between chin - - belly. rolling a mushy blade of grass between my fingers - - stretching a water bottle - - kicking the end of my bed - - do you feel empty? she said. I said - - like unthreaded needles? like tupperwear unfilled? - - is that empty? you felt like silk disrupted with the crease on your forces and i tried to collect the other day but you weren’t even there it was some other guy i only see you when i buy bags of must i miss the hugs you gave from ear to floor but now you’re cheating on me with yourself and now i’m a zippo without fluid and you’re the first *** packet without a number and without a warning and i'm without - -
Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 5:37 PM UTC
Couldn't see the rain before it flooded everywhere.
Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 1:09 PM UTC
*I
am
going
to
get
lost
on
this
page
as
you
scroll
down.
*
Nov 23, 2017
Nov 23, 2017 at 2:55 PM UTC
*And as soon as she lit the candle that was my life,
she blew it out again.*
Mar 8, 2017
Mar 8, 2017 at 1:12 PM UTC
his eyes sparkled with a love that wasn't meant for me
l.r.
Oct 25, 2016
Oct 25, 2016 at 1:57 PM UTC
Shadow of butterfly wings falls off in seven colours.
Aug 21, 2016
Aug 21, 2016 at 5:05 AM UTC
The only "Truth" is what you believe to be.
Truth in fact, is but the Title.
Jun 2, 2016
Jun 2, 2016 at 3:33 PM UTC
I cut my wrist on a blade of grass as I tried to bury the past.
© Matthew Harlovic
May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 7:55 PM UTC
this is just something written to stand the test of time
Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 7:31 AM UTC