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Back and forth
swapping *** stories
showers, back seats
slow or hurried
Then they look at me
I shrug and sip
my beer
They bend their ears
wanting something juicy
any version
but my quiet gulps
spell out
V-i-r-g-i-n
© Daniel Magner 2012
Your car confirms your existence.
When I see it stopped at the gas station
I wonder if there are new hands pumping
your gas, opening your door.
Making that laugh ring out in the night.
Tracing hidden messages on your back
with fingertips and lips.
I've been told once or twice
that I should keep on being nice
but as far as I can tell
nice guys never win

I've been up, I've been down
I've been drunk and drugged
in this old town
but none of it compares to being
let go by you

I gave you my all
then we took the fall
you must have grown some wings
while you were down there with me

It seems like you are flying
while I'm in my bedroom dying
the blanket you made me
wrapped around my throat

Where did you go
where did you go?
You left me
you left me here to choke
on  all the words I wrote
You left me here to
choke
© Daniel Magner 2012
It could have worked if we were older
Maybe in a few years you'll lean on my shoulder
on that hill, both back from college for summer
and you'll realize I'm your guy.
Or maybe not, maybe we'll be back
but you'll have a boyfriend that you love
more than you ever loved me
and I'll be asking a ******* a date to a movie
I'll see you holding his hand and I'll
remember what I wrote next to your name
in my phone

"Always take care of her even if it means
letting go"
Yeah it'll sting but then I'll smile
because I know
that I probably love you more than you will ever
be loved
You'll never know that but
seeing you happy is enough

And maybe you'll see me getting a girl's number
and you'll think back to that summer when you
gave me yours
Yeah it'll sting but you'll remember everything
that made you happy
Then you'll grab that boy and walk out that door
talking about how much you adore his
brand new hair cut
I'll look up and you'll be gone
possibly forever but
I have you in my heart
I'll always remember
© Daniel Magner 2012
An old poem/song I wrote. Although I no longer like the writing, the feeling is more relevant than ever
We all said how much we hated it
that little town with nothing to do
we cried and called about its absolute
           waste of space.
Oh we would leave it and be
                                                      Glad
­No one ever even whispered a
maybe I'll miss it
just a little bit. or
                                           I lived here my whole life
****
Then I went back to visit
and for the first time in years
                  I was having a great time
                      in that little town we all swore
                                we'd never
                                           go back
                                                            to.
© Daniel Magner 2012
I walked through Bath and Bodyworks
inhaling every possible scent
                straight up my
                                          nose.
                ­                                          Burning my sinuses with
                                                            Ging­erbread and Spice
                                                           ­       Cinnamon Clove
                                                           ­          Fresh Cupcake
                                                                       Winter Berry
                                                                             Calm
so that even the smallest remnants
                                       of your smell
I could not intake and kept myself
from once again
           falling asleep wearing that
                  sweater that I took
                             to pretend was
you.
© Daniel Magner 2012
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