"elide" poems
what on earth is this feeling
(yellowing formaldehyde)
kind of like old heartbreak reeling
a vivisection, never healing
coat & spray on the insecticide
what on earth is this feeling
criminal butterflies stealing
the cogs & screws in my arthropod insides
kind of like old heartbreak reeling
heartthrobs come frenzied then unfeeling
my vague worries preside
what on earth is this feeling
whateverphobia; a personal ceramic ceiling
to myself, is how I've always lied
kind of like old heartbreak reeling
carcass littered webs are usually unappealing
my own web has much to elide
kind of like old heartbreak reeling
what on earth is this feeling
Dec 18, 2012
Dec 18, 2012 at 3:31 PM UTC
carve the bark
you plus your love
testified
made hard
heart needs a box locked
otherwise the feels fly
or maybe the big ought's that hover over us elide
that long hair lush inside
a sin if let down or
maybe jus one small discretion
to put behind you
or maybe it's an observance
to a rune more ancient
than history and its codes
your orb at work
his swell under spell
turn around and don't look over your shoulder
little spoon arch
wrap it in silk
spill the milk
Dec 12, 2015
Dec 12, 2015 at 8:33 PM UTC
i, jus now, walked to the store to get some water
and - it's weird but - the sun
hit
me: and, somehow, i felt
detach e d no more;
one lit plane, arrayed
beneath my sandals
and walked my feet
along the woven pavement, which had
either come alive at that moment or
had always been so and i just never noticed it before.
but then, i felt
some weird s i d e inside of me grind
its bony armor, elide the light, and
glyph into existence, dark. it spoke; it wrote
me down. it captured me with an adroit hand. it
fed me lines. lines. lines. lines brighter than star proximal.
my insides stood divided.
i got home
and drank
the water: straight from
the jug.
Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 6:06 PM UTC
RAINDROPS
Drop on her like never before
Touch her like chilled weather
Caress her hairs like sweet mother
Crawl over her like tiny Scorpion
Feel d warmth of her
Making sure nt to be melt either
Tease her like mad woofer
Provided she must nt kick u either
Wet her ***** like desperate lover
Drink her smile like thirsty summer
Roll over her lips like stormy river
Brush her cheeks like flabby feathers
Stop loosing urself
Instead u may go unconscious
Jst came n mix in my soul to make me feel precious
Let me invade d aroma inside
Where do those cuteness reside
Loose urself to inhale my breathe
Which I hav pattented(only fr u) till death
Extract The love hidden inside
Make her realise how it elide
Gv her my dearest soul
Which z still existing(incompleted)
Core is left but lustre eroded..............
Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 1:22 PM UTC
My eyes
Are my legs
To mosque
They carry me
They are my hands
That thorns elide
Thousands precious
Gifts upon me
God has bestowed
But eyes are diamonds
They are the most precious
Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 6:06 AM UTC
if this it'stoofuckinghard
could
just
speak fluent scar
im sure the pebble
that landslides my little stream
every now and then
would slip and slide and elide into river run but
it never has
it's always mum
Dec 24, 2015
Dec 24, 2015 at 1:57 PM UTC
it isnt easy for anybody
to write
themselves
down.
the gaps of what is
or is not
elide
the silly lines you lay.
most of it is ****
true story.
but -still- you
write the space and
chase the miss
with appendages
that lift
concrete feet.
May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 2:13 PM UTC
For we chose this path to walk side-by-side.
And when it widens and when it narrows,
We do not seek shelter or place to hide.
We rise and fall together like the tide.
Kinetic beings in the ebbs and flows.
For we chose this path to walk side-by-side.
And ever moving we cannot elide
The surge of life when pebbles bite the toes.
We do not seek shelter or place to hide.
You found me in my twenties full of pride,
But what was that to what my life now knows?
For we chose this path to walk side-by-side.
The trees cast shadows, you and I have tried.
Your sublime being through your beauty shows.
We do not seek shelter or place to hide.
When you change pace I'll always match your stride.
And live this love and watch it as it grows.
For we chose this path to walk side-by-side.
We do not seek shelter or place to hide.
May 10, 2018
May 10, 2018 at 1:14 AM UTC
I hunger
For your body
Your external incarnation
Your entity
Yet I know
That beneath your skin
Flows the river
Of all of your
Hopes
Dreams
Disappointments
Experiences
Victories
Heartbreaks
Desires
And
Sufferings
I thirst for your physicality
But I cannot fathom
Your internality
And the alchemistry
That we will forge
If our beings
Ignite
And our souls
Elide
May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 12:18 PM UTC