#spiked
Malice ripples
lying low, under
penetrating nightlife strobe.
Repercussions?
None to show.
Limp bodies
'getting loose'
In truth,
injected with poison;
a slow-acting noose.
Repulsive actions of the
vile & depraved
****
endorsed at raves.
Oct 25, 2021
Oct 25, 2021 at 4:56 AM UTC
i will give myself to you inch by inch.
i will make you bored of that same inch.
i will make you crave another.
i will touch the same objects that end up haunting you.
i will make you prefer the sound of silence.
i will give you enough space to fabricate a future for us.
but not too much so that i can see you just one more time
leaving you so very confused with your bits and pieces of shattered ambitions
and then you won't see me again.
you'll forget about the pain i left in your chest - slowly, and with effort
until you see me again, happy.
or am i?
Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 9:50 AM UTC
Pretty soon the conkers would be falling, she could already see their
plump, cherubim bodies
spiked and dangling
like baubles,
or those underwater bombs,
from the oak leaves,
hanging limp.
Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 6:40 PM UTC
there is a pink drink,
in a tall glass
sitting on the bar in
front of her,
ready to be drunk.
she takes a sip,
and another one.
in the first seconds
everything was merely
a blur, drunken people dancing.
but within the next few minutes,
she was going to fall in an
unwanted dream, and he would
take her so she can be
just his.
she didn't see that
the man who she thought was
thoughtful and caring,
turned out to be the man
who killed her with
a strong pink alcohol.
Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 2:40 PM UTC