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venus cafe May 2022
as my fingertips frost over
i fear my heart follows

for i'm not of venus
born to be a lover

i'm rigid and distant
unable to keep up

my semblance of self
nearly nonexistent
venus cafe Jan 2021
we are similar,
not the same.

you carry anger,
i, with shame.

for you, never enough.
for me, all too much.
venus cafe Jan 2021
my heart on a platter
would never suffice.

you ripped me of my identity
and never thought twice.

so i ask you-
everything on the line

please,
spare a moment of your time.

tell me your thoughts,
all your fears and your worries

justify the wrong,
wipe my eyes oh so blurry.

i can never write enough,
the white on the black-

so tell me how does it feel,
would you ever go back?
venus cafe Apr 2023
it’s funny how when the peach fuzz fades
a few moments later it emerges
in an entourage of shades

the cool lavender of intrigue
the hot rose that creeps upon my cheeks
and the sapphire blue that shows no fatigue

oh how i wish for the tranquility of azure
as my lips speak the maroon words
but alas they will be left unspoken and unheard
venus cafe Jan 2021
i can feel the worms
as they wiggle under my skull.

i dig them out with tweezers,
throwing them in a bowl.

but the more i dig,
the more there are

no matter where i go,
no matter how far.

my brain turns to mush
as the days go by

my innards begin to rot
and my corpse liquifies.

what began as concern
slips into terror.

but i promise,
i never meant to scare her.
this one is kinda gross, sorry.
venus cafe Apr 2021
why must i care
for a world so unforgiving
why must i be
when there is no point in living

the world pushes and pulls
with all of its might
never a happy ending
nearing my sight

so as a stand
at an intersection a few
tell me, world
what must i do

why need i
care oh so much
when a world of nothing
has me in its clutch

need i always put myself
in the way of harm
when apathy already
has me in its arms
venus cafe May 2022
they wanted a lover like water,
but were afraid of the sea.

afraid that the waves would take hold,
never to be set free.

but as the moon awoke
and danced along the swell,

they waltzed with the tide
as quickly as they fell.
venus cafe May 2022
you reach for the stars
and i can only hope to touch the moon.

you were here for a moment,
now gone so soon.

i was always in the background,
so gray and dull.

but now that you're missing,
the room seems to be so full.

— The End —