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*** of needles,
all held together with a rubber band.
Baggies and cotton ***** and
a spoon with a blackened bottom.
A length of rubber tubing.
Shot up and nodded off,
she seemed happy that way.
Even sobbing, she seemed somehow happy.
She didn't want my help
and I didn't have help to give anyway.
She wanted blue lips
and the peace of the infinite.
She'd gone cold
and I never was a fire.
 Apr 2021 M Vogel
Wanderer
Please
 Apr 2021 M Vogel
Wanderer
Feeling marked and wicked
Silk skin stretched tight across the starving pain of my wanting
Stretching. Breathing. Breaking. Needing.
Ease this tension I must. I must.
The wet rage of the Shenandoah between my thighs
A soft rumble in the distance heralds the coming storm
I can almost feel you in me
Aching for you to fill the slick hollow that I keep hidden
Need you closer, closer, closer
Please
Begging so pretty against the distance
Please
 Apr 2021 M Vogel
Little Bear
it's not going to happen
for me

the love just
seeps
out of
the cracks

the earthen vessel

this
earthen vessel

has too many parts
to be whole

too many memories
to behold

too many wounds
to heal

too many scars

too many tears

too many
stuttering beats
of a broken heart


a heart
that can only give

and not receive
something is broken inside
 Apr 2021 M Vogel
Little Bear
you are going to have to
sew yourself together

piece by piece

place by place

peace by peace

listen to the wind
before all of your broken pieces
are swept
into the cracks
in the floor boards

like dust and crumbs
blown in
by their open windows

for they do not know why
you are
who you are

look to the moon
before you are whispered of no more
by dawn they will have forgotten
who you were

why you are here

why you are
who you are

before all the tides
that swept into your shores
have broken
on the rocks below

speak in lowered tones
say your name
over and over again
do not forget tomorrow
but forget today
they do not hear your voice

or know why you are
who you are

piece by piece
place by place
peace by peace


place buttons on your skin
and sew yourself together
over and over and over again

piece by piece
place by place
peace by peace

as this is why
you are
who you are
that's all there is. Plasters plasters sticking plasters on gaping big holes that everyone thinks they know how to fix.
 Mar 2021 M Vogel
Wanderer
Mirror bound, this shadow and I
For once my desire sees eye to eye
Distracting sharp edges and rough play
Searching for that biting darkness I used to crave
On wicked things my heart takes a tumble
Head over heels for salt worn stubble
I just can't shake this ache for fire, for flame
When I taste that razor edge and only get blame
Deep down inside I still feel your grit
Wave after wave, pounding away at it
What I would not give for your finger tips
Drinking full, drinking deep from regretful lips
Plunder. Pillage. Take it all.
If only to leave me panting and raw
 Mar 2021 M Vogel
Ameliorate
Intoxicated by the complete breathlessness your body leaves me in.
My entire lifes events somehow alluding to this very moment as your words circle me, caressing ***** reverberations through my flesh.
Chill from the open windows encompassing my skin, while the warmth of yours flushes with me inviting more.
In this moment I am yours, dancing softly with your touches.
Kneeling before you, you've drawn a lit joint to my eager lips.
Marijuannas seductive kisses dizzying my head as I continue to drink your body in.
Deeper, and deeper under your spell.
A transition into unknown, swaying eyes under heavy eyelashes.
Your lips on me, forbidden.
Illustrating my darkest desires, insecurities fizzling out while I become everything we both need in this moment.
Your eyes drinking my entire figure, while I soar blissfully out of my anxious self.
After so long craving intimacy, piled layer on layer of how poorly I allowed people to treat me.
Retribution amongst your thighs.
Awakening parts inside me I never imagined.
Recreate these darkening desires.
I am yours
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