"imparticular" poems
What happened to best friends forever?
YOU chose to leave, I would never,
YOU gave me false hope of friendship,
YOU ripped out my heart,
I expected that from a boy but not from YOU,
Look at YOU,
YOU'RE a comedian, the highlight in people's lives,
YOU'VE got us laughing alright,
standing in YOUR boat sinking,
YOU'RE a joke is all we're thinking,
trying to show off up to YOUR last breath,
we don't care, not anymore,
YOU'RE the fake smile
grinning through the overly dramatic white teeth,
eyes fixed on no imparticular point,
YOU have no dreams, no ambitions,
YOUR life is a waste, a path less taken, behind YOU,
YOU leave a trail of pain, hurting everyone you come into contact with,
to YOU, everyone is wrong but YOU'RE always right,
we're laughing,
laughing at YOU
not with YOU
as YOU end YOUR life!
Sep 18, 2010
Sep 18, 2010 at 2:28 PM UTC
When I layed
With her body against and on my body
Her head just under my chin on my chest listening to my heartbeat
Her light brown hair with hints of red when it hits the sunlight just right
against my skin
Steady breath compared to my uneven, nervous,
Her hand across my stomach
Rising and falling
My fingers tracing circles on her back
Like I sometimes do with him
Our strong legs tangled
Worried if I move she will shift
Like a cat that has fallen asleep on your lap
And is
So warm.
When I see you
I feel so warm
Heart leaps
Come talk to me
I see you
Working at the library
Or every night at dance class
And you like that I flirt with you
And you like that I like girls sometimes
And I like that you like girls all the time
But you are slightly out of reach
Me, tied to another
You, tied to nothing imparticular
Him, I love him, but....
Tonight I push these thoughts out of my head
Tonight we are one body
More intimate than ***
And it didn't last that long.
We were in a room full of other people watching a horror movie and pretending to be scared so we could touch each other innocently...
but I'll never forget your warmth,
Or your hair
Or that couch
Or what we did there.
Oct 27, 2018
Oct 27, 2018 at 1:32 AM UTC
dark red nails
for nobody imparticular,
as I clink my fingernails
against the plastic cup this bar can’t afford
there are bugs in my draft beer,
that I swish around
and gobble up
hoping one of them is dangerous -
poisonous
we can’t all be so fortunate though.
They play old, slow country songs
on nights like Tonight
and the girls giggle
while their pink fingernails
cover their shiny teeth
when the boys grab them for a dance.
I’ve danced here a few times,
though I don’t cover my toothy grin
with the fingernails that hold my glass upright
I am uninhibited,
even in this small town
where skin is a form of toxicity
that makes me push my ******* just That
much closer together
So pretty, pretty, pretty
that’s all they have to say
the girl from New York City
shines oh so brigh-tuh-ly
“Pour me another drink,”
I say
as their polished nails fade away
and mine stay
dark and red
chipped and
clinking the plastic cups
that I can’t afford.
Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 1:42 AM UTC
Don't pretend
to be an angel
fallen.
or a star
lost in this
black velvet
night.
I trusted you.
you mistrusted
me. and now
our lives lie
like marbles
rolling in
different
arcs
across your
bedroom floor.
unrehearsed paths
racing each other
to nowhere
imparticular.
emotional outcasts
thrown from
our brief existence
to love's oblivion,
with no
future and
barely a past in
sight.
And in the
morning light
we are not
what we intended
nor promised to
each other to be,
we are so
much less.
clowns with masks
broken in two.
rainbows only
bleeding black
and white,
shadows of
what we
used to be ,
seeds never
taking root
in love.
Feb 7, 2019
Feb 7, 2019 at 11:49 AM UTC