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I never won the lottery
not surprising really,
I didn't buy a ticket

I saw the long queue
and thought *** it,
but
I could have won it
if I'd done it.
Tonight we dance our morbid dance,
through whips, bruises and chains,
plunge head first into dark temptations,
we navigate this tempestuous sea.
When sanity wanes, this chase leads to an end,
lost in this chained rhythm, of two lustful souls yearning for love.
But forever in pain.
We spent at least 15 minutes in the parking lot,
Everyday.
Itching in the grass and making up arguments.
Waiting for my mom to pick me up from your house after school,
Spraying mist out the water hose at each other and into the sky.
Over invested in card games and extra-murals.
Got locked out of your club penguin account.
I lied to my mom about the pickup time,
So we could play pool a bit longer.
All that nothing might have been everything.
Wait for the bus with me sometime again.
I never asked you to fall in love
Never begged to own heart
Chose to share your life for free
You want to be apart
I believe you are making a mistake
Something horrible you will regret
I assumed that what we shared was special
You passed up kinda love people rarely get
Me and you head over heels
I admit that much to be true
You're not who you made yourself out to be
I trust that the authentic version no one knew
Need to understand reasons
I imagine that if you explain why
Ran away from the world we built
My tears would slowly dry
Because of its whiteness
The White House is fattist
And racist and sexist
And thissist and thattist
     And agist and apist
     And probly a ******.


 Jul 2024 William J Donovan
Phia
The loneliness
Is swallowing me
Whole
I hate feeling this way
betrayal is either easy or hard
when you left it broke my heart
i cut myself on the shards
never thought you to be so sharp

jagged is the best description
saddened by your decisions
maybe i was too permissive
that's not to mention

you fly so high now i can barely see
where you are and most certainly can't reach
when you left me
it must've been so easy

and wherever could i go with my clipped wings
further than you would ever conceive
faster than you'd like to believe
forgetting you won't be easy

but it'll be the best thing i ever did
When the night's moon is a quarter
She stands in breast deep water
The skylight beams on her wish
If comes her way a catch of fish.

She's the robust woman of night
And it's no fancy's flight
She gritfully spreads her net
Even when the river is in spate.

She knows well when the tides swell
The games are not easy to catch
Where the river meanders to a curve
She waits low tide holding her nerve.

When the silvery streaks struggle for breath
She looks not real but a myth
A mud princess with a golden heart
An apparition seen but can't be touched.

On a river with eons of length
She struggles with all her strength
I won't ever get even a chance
She's too focussed to give me a glance.
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