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Jun 2020 · 28
Romantics
Acme Jun 2020
We search everywhere for Love.
We never find it, just broken hearts.
Jun 2020 · 28
Invisible
Acme Jun 2020
I'm invisible. I'm inevitable.
I'll snake my way through the
veins you hide with sleeves
and excuses when you shoot.
You'll disappear in crumbs
left to pay your way to dust.
Jun 2020 · 36
I Do
Acme Jun 2020
I left my love on the subway for
a stranger stole my heart with
glances and smiles and good vibes.
I'll marry her tonight in my dreams.
Jun 2020 · 46
All I Want My Love to Be
Acme Jun 2020
Just be my breath and heartbeat for a start.
   Be the stories that made me fiercely weep.
   Every lust that ever brought me to an end,
   the absolute to my doubt, strength to my fear.
   Be my broken vows and promises forgiven.
   Be my gentle ending when my end is here.
Jun 2020 · 22
Finding Solace in a Lover
Acme Jun 2020
In fields of high grass we ****** like
  lovers in the springtime of our life.
  We're gray and wrinkled and shy with
  our ******, not like we used to be.
  We were beauties to be drawn naked.
  Sketches mock us. We eat cake in bed
  without shame and laugh at body noise.
  We pray we wake again in morning.
Jun 2020 · 25
Compass
Acme Jun 2020
I'm north and south, east and west.
I spin my compass in confusion.
We live in shifting times in odd places
where we seek solid ground but
we stand on sand and shores that
move our world beneath our feet.
Jun 2020 · 26
Clowns
Acme Jun 2020
I'm a clown dressed in a suit
in a circus tent on Wall Street.
We'll take sucker bets all day
and spin our webs all night.
You'll leap out windows and
we'll cash our chips and laugh.
Jun 2020 · 34
No Easy Answer
Acme Jun 2020
When you stole my heart I was dancing.
  When I was on my knees adoring you.
  When I ****** your splendid **** and
  we spent a night asleep and we ******
  in morning and you wept. Joy or sorrow?
  Never an easy answer to do you love me?
Jun 2020 · 51
Godless Heavens
Acme Jun 2020
Lawyers always get paid up front.
  Victims are buried, killers in jail.
  Plea deal for living, prayers for dead.
  Children offered as sacrifices to laws.
  In cold light of day sins are laid bare.
  We dark souls pray to godless heavens.
Jun 2020 · 33
Death Itself
Acme Jun 2020
What an end I had.
I died watching kids
laughing and chasing
fireflies and I pitied
the lightening bugs who
would die in jars as an
afterthought. I felt I was
losing air in my own jar.
Jun 2020 · 45
Yellowed Photos
Acme Jun 2020
My life lies folded between plastic
    sheets. The photos chronicle 71 years.
    The scenes are long forgotten. I'm
    looking at a stranger's comic book.
    He must have been loved by many.
    Laughter surrounds him. He looks
    like a leprechaun stealing hearts.
    I don't like me. I never did. I don't
    know why anyone would. I know I'm
    here but don't know who wanted me.
    I was a mistake that no eraser
    could remove the ******* stain.
Jun 2020 · 33
Real Me
Acme Jun 2020
I try to contain my mad dog
in some kind of cage but he
refuses to be less than he is
and snarls and tears my world
to shreds while I applaud.
Jun 2020 · 44
A Dream I Had
Acme Jun 2020
I was in a box the size of memory.
  A field of wildflowers I gathered
  to my heart. They were warm and
  your scent. I wept at your grave.
  We danced. We ******. We laughed.
  We slept in your grave. We died.
Jun 2020 · 93
Tinman
Acme Jun 2020
I smoked the wine
   I drank the smoke
   I was gone when I
   rang my doorbell.
   I was Tinman with
   no heart you took.
   I'm rust and dust
   just inside Bedlam.
Bedlam is an institution for the care of mentally ill people.
Jun 2020 · 30
Dangerous
Acme Jun 2020
Drunk and trying to write coherent
I'm on a high wire bicycle juggling
as you all stare open mouthed just
waiting for the horrible ending.
I'll still be in our bed tomorrow.
For better or worse we promised.
Jun 2020 · 20
Love
Acme Jun 2020
Where do we go from here?
The beats grabbed Howl and
tore our ordered world to hell.
The Romantics had us *******
in the bushes. Charles Bukowski
had us ******* in the subway.
Where do we go from here?
We've done broke hearts to death.
Who will dare to write of love?
Love men at war return to?
Jun 2020 · 28
Neon Heart
Acme Jun 2020
The woman with the crazy hair
and the neon heart in her window
falls gently beneath me and I
never felt love like that again.
I love crazy hair women. Hair that can't be tamed is what I mean.
Jun 2020 · 48
Death
Acme Jun 2020
I love everybody who has ever lived
and whoever will. Evil, indifferent,
kind, cruel, bully, ******, Ed Gein,
Jeffery Dahmer, Mother Theresa,
Gandhi. We are blank canvas born
into color and brushes. Some gentle
and some rough and some unsure.
The great destroyer rules our world.
Jun 2020 · 99
What a Dream I Had
Acme Jun 2020
17 years old. My heart was ready.
"For Emily, Whenever I may Find Her"
was my soundtrack and I met you and
we were doomed to live the song. It was
softer than the rain in fields hidden
from sight and we made our love and
had our child in juniper and lamplight.
Your cheeks flushed with the night
on frosted fields you both died.
I kissed your honey hair with my tears.
Thanks to Paul Simon for his brilliance.
For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
Simon & Garfunkel
What I dream I had
Pressed in organdy
Clothed in crinoline of smoky Burgundy
Softer than the rain
I wandered empty streets
past the shop displays down
I heard cathedral bells
Tripping down the alley ways
As I walked on
And when you ran to me
Your cheeks flushed with the night
We walked on frosted fields
of juniper and lamplight
I held your hand
And when I awoke and felt you warm and near
I kissed your honey hair with my grateful tears
Oh I love you girl
Oh I love you
Jun 2020 · 26
Poem
Acme Jun 2020
I'm stunned by beats and rhythms
created in seconds in madness.
What's happening to the creature
I've become? I can't stop the poems.
They own me as I own them. We're one.
A poem is born from my being.
Jun 2020 · 29
I Miss Everything
Acme Jun 2020
My life is smoke from years ago I
can't remember with clarity.
The feelings are sharp as razors.
I miss everyone and everything.
******* my lap was fire in my ****.
I'm still in love with that poker card
with my first time you know what.
I miss time past. I'll miss time wasted.
Jun 2020 · 61
We Were Here
Acme Jun 2020
I left what mark I could.
A tree in the meadow has
our hearts carved on it.
We cut us and shared blood.
That was a century way back.
Now we're dust and forgotten.
Maybe we're stars in the night
still terribly in desperate love.
Jun 2020 · 25
Killing Time
Acme Jun 2020
Every day's the same.
Life's passed me by and I'm
just an old man killing time.
I stab it hourly. I'd **** for
a lover to give me life again.
I can't afford the hourly rate.
Jun 2020 · 33
Psycho
Acme Jun 2020
What in God's name have I done?
   Blood on the ceiling and a dead cat
   I'll mourn more than you, Mother.
   You never thanked me for flowers
   I gathered special for you to smell.
   Death will always out in Bates Motel.
Jun 2020 · 31
Lady Valium
Acme Jun 2020
My shrink introduced us.
She came with me everywhere.
She made the world a ghost I
never had to fear. Lady ******.
We slept together. We dreamed together.
We were married for 15 years.
The happiest years I can't remember.
I still love her. I had to **** her.
Jun 2020 · 37
My Old Racist Friend
Acme Jun 2020
She was born and raised in Charleston's
rural islands with a view of the world we
could never understand today.
The slave market is a flea market now.
Jun 2020 · 26
I Met God
Acme Jun 2020
She took my order at a drive thru.
She asked if I wanted the meal deal.
She helped me find a book on gods
of Greece at the library.
God's timid, humble doesn't
want to show off. He vents
with thunder and lightening.
He reminds us hurricanes and
tornadoes are His creations.
I met God at an AA meeting
at my bottom. He said  we all
have ups and downs and don't
despair. There's always love
waiting for us in dark shadows.
Jun 2020 · 28
Calling All Stations
Acme Jun 2020
I feel like I'm the last soul alive.
Can anybody hear me? Am I
the only drunk man on Earth?
Once we were lovers but now
you live in a shaded grave.
You always had the best.
Why won't they answer me?
Calling all stations...
Jun 2020 · 38
Behind the Curtain
Acme Jun 2020
These are just horrible God ******
truths hidden behind the curtain
of The Wizards of Oz.
Soldiers fed to meat grinders of war.
Generals in the rear play chess
with cavemen from Boise
with no skin in their game.
They drink and **** and live.
Jun 2020 · 22
Jesus Christ
Acme Jun 2020
Play the part you've been given.
We'll play ours as well, the 12.
Who set the table for a last supper?
Jesus was walking on water
before he turned it into wine
and we drink our courage.
We betray him before we nail
him to his page in history.
Jun 2020 · 57
Love is Selfless
Acme Jun 2020
Love is made of infinite pieces of a puzzle.
The pieces are black or white and impossible
to work alone. It takes two people to solve.
It takes a lifetime to find a pattern maybe.
It's constantly changing in good and bad ways.
Love is making babies. Love is sleepless nights.
Love is colic and fevers and croup and selfless.
Love is many things but it is always selfless.
And you'd better have plenty of date nights!
Jun 2020 · 51
Date Night
Acme Jun 2020
She wears her red high heels.
   Dance, your hands love that woman,
   always swaying to her siren song.
   Go home at dawn and climb in bed
   with the owner of your heart and
   hold her flesh and blood to you.
Date night is the glue that keeps it all together.
Jun 2020 · 33
If
Acme Jun 2020
If
If I could be remembered for
the rest of time we have on Earth
I would never be a savior nailed
onto billions of walls in rooms on
a plastic crucifix. I'd be a simple
man with a message of import
that seems to always be lost in
time. Treat others as you would
like to be treated. Protect the
weak from cruel monsters.
Jun 2020 · 30
Lolita's Sin
Acme Jun 2020
******'s sin is mine alone.
  She never understood her power.
  She wanted innocent flirtation
  while I desired her perfect flower.

  Her mother died to save her
  but just saved me instead.
  I brought her to my bed for comfort,
  that night we finally bled.

  ****** floats wild on the wind.
  Her cheap perfume keeps me hard.
  She died birthing our sin.
  She had to deal the final card.
Lyrics in search of music.
Jun 2020 · 32
My Neon Saint
Acme Jun 2020
Your gold hair is a halo in the
     heat lightening of our summers
     growing closer to kisses and touch.
     Our gravity was lost. You drifted
     into other orbits. I heard things.
     I saw tracks on your arms and your
     bones turning tricks on the Strip.
     You still have a halo in midnight
     neon.  I stare from my bar stool
     as you pass in the night searching.
     We're both lost together, just
     lost souls in different places.
We're both lost together after all.
Jun 2020 · 115
Deep End of the Pool
Acme Jun 2020
Truth reveals itself near midnight
when I swim in deep pools of wine.
I'm lost. My family died in my depths.
I need shallows to hide in.
I need a goddess named Georgine
to help me find my North Star.
I'll sail back home and find my
broken life and fix it best I can.
Jun 2020 · 24
Wounded Knee
Acme Jun 2020
I'm a cowboy who's run out of time.
  My world is almost all fenced in.
  I'll be a wild west show pretty soon.
  Towns will be cities and trains will
  **** cowboys and Indians and Bison.
  Bury our hearts at wounded knee.
Jun 2020 · 20
How Does it Feel?
Acme Jun 2020
When you're too old for dreams
and your eyes only look back to
when anything was possible do
you go gentle or fight darkness?
Jun 2020 · 46
Photo Booth
Acme Jun 2020
That time way back in the photo booth
when you kissed my cheek in love and
I was grinning like a man in love and
I keep it near and that's who we are.
We fall apart and fall in love over again.
We are different. We are the same.
I'll die with you in that photo booth
kissing me as my only lover ever.
Jun 2020 · 59
Absinthe Dreams
Acme Jun 2020
Oh what a time we had. Bohemians.
  We drank too much and laughed too
  loud and danced wild into the night.
  We shocked the frozen faced prudes.
  We pulled the sun up, ate croissants
  and slept naked and in love 'til dusk.
Paris, 1920
Jun 2020 · 42
Old Lover
Acme Jun 2020
You hid your ****** away. I forgot its utility.
  You are still beautiful in certain light.
  **** you for hiding behind matronly flannel
  while I gave up on ******* and beat me to death.
Jun 2020 · 26
Come and Go
Acme Jun 2020
*** is the most beautiful and natural
  and necessary thing we do but treat
  it like a ***** film at a kid's party.
  Sister take your habit off and dance.
  Bishop drop your drape and shimmy.
  Naked we come and naked we leave.
Jun 2020 · 26
How to Start a War
Acme Jun 2020
Gather types of people together
and tell them group B hates them.
Trot to group B and say A hates you.
Tell group C they all hate you and
tell all the groups the same thing
until the rainbow catches fire.
Jun 2020 · 29
My Old Dames
Acme Jun 2020
They fussed over my birth like a Christ
child born in a manger. A toast to our new
boy with special in his bones and heart.
He'll suffer all our pain silent and with
laughter. He'll climb into many wombs to
find comfort but always birth himself to
slain what he needs to for his old dames.
I love them and raise a glass to toast them.
Jun 2020 · 25
Love is Never Forever
Acme Jun 2020
Love is not forever. It comes and go's.
  It's not a North Star to guide your heart
  in shifting waters. It makes babies and
  breaks hearts and tears families apart.
  It makes impossible promises with an
  earnest whisper we all must believe.
  We drag broke hearts to bars looking
  for real Love this time. Will we find it?
Never
Jun 2020 · 32
Empty Your Soul
Acme Jun 2020
So many sins bounce around
your soul never finding calm.
Bleed the ****** thing dry.
Forgive and forget it won't
break you. The soul is cruel.
Cassandra promises your fall.
Jun 2020 · 35
Class Reunion
Acme Jun 2020
We blushed at the memories of passion
  from the years we were still hopeful.
  We're old fat people who fear time's
  unyielding brutality. I stare at name tags
  but wander among wreckage stunned by
  how close life flys to death day to day.
Acme Jun 2020
It gets hard to hear over the noise of our times.
Everyone screams their bedridden complaints over
again like we've never heard. We're blind not deaf.
The Voice whispers at 3am when I can't stop thinking
long enough to sleep. It sounds like mom and god and
lovers lost long ago and old men speaking of old wars
and young pups who want to taste blood of new battles.
I lament and repent and resent and relive my life told
in dead night quiet as I listen with laughs and tears to
The Voice That is Great Within Us.
Jun 2020 · 34
Troubadours
Acme Jun 2020
Pluck a string and strike a key
and play a song with poetry called
lyrics and make me feel like I never
did before. Make me laugh and cry.
Make me see the errors of my ways.
Help me right my wrongs and forgive
those who are all as broke as we.
Jun 2020 · 88
Inheritance
Acme Jun 2020
It's unjust, mistaken, rained upon the lambs.
  They're all innocent. I own each ounce of anger.
  Brutality lurks just beneath my smile.
  I inherited my war broke dad's rage as my own.
  I keep it at bay best I can. Addiction is my lover.
  She holds me. She calms me. She makes me forget.
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