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You ******, exotic,
Beautiful creature.

I could not be more intrigued by you.

I drove,
46 miles,
just to meet you,
you screamed at me for being late.
I wasn't.
I just live farther from your perspective than you can imagine.

I saw your face,
then I saw your eagerness,
Then I played this game,
Where I googled every word you said,
became an expert on it.
Throwing back refferences to things
i've never seen.

When I rolled in with my cigarette lit,
Sporting my badboy leather jacket,
you asumed I was this rebel.
This dangerous,
adventurous,
amazing creature.
Dropped onto this earth to entertain you.

Today.
That's exactlly what I am.

I'm 46 miles away from my home town.

My foam swords,
magic the gathering cards,
Dungeon and dragons playing self
Packaged tightly in the lockbox at my bedroom door.

The daddy, I became years ago
because I wanted too.

The lover I was raised to be,
watching nothing but romantic comedies my entire childhood
like some sort of propaganda to be the perfect boyfriend.
Tucked crisply into my bed.

My smolder is a gas mask.
you are the poison gas.
It was invented specifically for me to survive when I'm in the trenches with you.
My attitude is an army.
I hold myself like a commander shouting orders at my mind like it needs a leader.

“Stop calling her beautiful, maggot! She wants you to take charge.”

“Sir, yes sir!”

...So uh...
What do you wanna do today?

“What do you think you're doing?
Don't give her options!
Tell her where you're going!”


“Sir, yes, sir”

We're getting coffee.

We go to her favorite coffee house, I guessed.

She gets a nutella mocha.

I get a 16oz almond milk maple syrup latte

She calls me a hipster,
I laugh, I don't disagree.

I give her the radio,
“You pick the music”

“What do you think you're doing maggot!?”

“trust me,
we need to find out what music she likes before I play my music.
It's very important.”


I can pull brilliance out of any genre,
bands she's never heard of, but she'll fall in love with.
She plays show tunes.

Oh...

... Jackpot!

I start the conversation, you ever heard of Rocky Horror?

You ever hear of
Doctor Horribles Sing Along Blog?

You ever hear of
Little Shop of Horrors?

You ever hear of
Repo, The Genetic Opera?

You ever hear of
Hedwig and The Angry Inch?

She has.
All of it.
Every last word.
And she knows all of the words.
In fact,
every song I sing,
she sings along.
Word for word.

I  crack the whip,

you ever heard of Bo Burnham?

She has.

This girl might be the one.

“What do you think you're doing maggot?
Don't fall in love with this girl already,
Don't fall in love with this girl at all.”


“Sir, yes, sir”

We walk the beach,
Singing,
Dancing.
Every word of every song either of us start the other knows all the words.
She's breathtaking.
I can't believe it happened myself.
We chase each other in the sand.

I confess.

“You're actually the first person i've seen in real life from tinder...
I hear all these stories of couples meeting people for threesomes online and then murdering them.
I was half expecting you to **** me.”

She says:

“Well we didn't get to the end of the beach yet.”

I laugh.... wait... is she serious?

She laughs. “No really, i'm a sociopath.
My boyfriends waiting at the rocks down there and when we
Start to **** he's gonna jump out and slit your throat.
The redness of your blood spilling on the rocks is going to make me so,
*******,
Wet.”

This sounds like a great Idea.

She texts her boyfriend and asks if it's okay to kiss me.
When he doesn't reply she spams him.

Babe.

Babe.

C'mon Babe.

Really, Babe.

Babe.

Babe.

Babe.

It starts to rain,
We stay and get soaked together,
We don't care that we're wet, we keep singing.
The rain stops.
We get in my car.
I drive her to portland,
We park in the parking garage,
because i don't understand...
Signs...

I buy her dinner,

Not because it's the polite, gentlemanly thing to do,
I'd do that without the leather jacket, no.
because her sugar was low
she was having a panic attack
her boyfriend and her were probably breaking up and I felt bad.
Her boyfriend finally texts her back.

“Yeah, do what you want.”

I kiss her.

She asked me too before he gave permission, and my colonel said to do it

But I've been on the otherside of that text messege.

And even knowing what she wanted, I was waiting for that reply.
I don't know that boy.

But he deserved that

We go back to the parking garage, and she does not waste time,
My belt undone,
Her mouth eager,
Did I mention that this was the mission?
After awhile She asks to go to the back.
We do.
She removes the leather jacket.
this is her chance to wear
The leather jacket.
I make her ***,
I have this brief thought that maybe she faked it for me, but then
I can taste the truth,
I'm proud.


“Good job, maggot.”

“Sir, thank you, sir”


I drive the 46 miles back to kennebunk to drop her off.
She keeps my shirt.
I get home and find her phone charger in my backseat.
“Looks like we have a second date,"

I text her. “you forgot something, beautiful.
And I think you might want it.”
A true Story.
Nobody Sep 2017
Ive joined dateing sites,
Ive seen hundereds of females of all size and shape, national origin, skin colour, and beliefs.
Swipe
Swipe
Swipe
Messege after messege,
hellos and goodbyes.
Swipe
Swipe
Swipe
I look at each face and stare into their eyes and think to myself,
"will she make me happy?
Swipe
Swipe
Swipe

Stop.

My heart begins to desend to the lowest viod in my soul.

Its you.
Its been months since ive seen you,
My heart can not take it anymore.
We live in the same city,
No more than a few blocks away.
You were my world, and now youre gone.

But you're right here,
Behind this tiny screen.
The closest ive been in a while.

As i read your bio,
whatever that is left of my heart that still remains in my chest, slowly crumbles into dust word after word.
I feel as it floats away in the dark emptiness of my mind.

You look happy.
I hate every last bit in my soul. I have nothing, no one. Im just a nobody.
Last night Gary Facebooked me:
11:03 PM
"Can I ask you to be crazy with me?"
Gary said he had been flirting with this girl, May
for six months.
She wanted to see him in person tonight,
And he needed a ride.
Gary and I met 11 days ago.
Strangers brought together in the streets of Freeport by pokemon GO.
he spotted me holding my phone out from a mile away.
"Team Instinct?
TEAM INSTINCT!"
Lightning cracked above us
as we cryed in harmony:
"THERE IS NO SHELTER FROM THE STORM!"

My knowledge of him consists of three things.

1. He works as a security guard
Is first responder for medical emergency
Tackles felons and escorts people with restraining orders.
plays it up like he's a security guard for something mysterious
He is a security guard for Wal-mart.

2. Gary buys peoples affection.
Throws his money aimlessly
Pointing at his trophies
Prooving he too is expensive

3. To Gary,
there is nothing better to do
from 12 - 5am
Than wander Looking for pikachu.
With me.
besides visiting this May.

"A taxi would be $80
but I'd rather pay that to you, Bro."

On the drive there,
He is Squeeing, Singing,
Flipping out.
"I've got knots in my stomach Bro."

Upon arrival,
He readily jumps from my car
"Go catch 'em Brock" I say.

When I get back to Freeport
he sends me a messege.
1:04 AM
"Dude.
I think she fell asleep waiting
I'm not inside yet."

I park my car in Freeport,
Finish catching a Weedle.
"I'm on my way, stay safe."

"Man I'm so down."
"She's not coming to the door Nick."
"I'm just gonna curl up on the ground and cry."
"I've called her 24 times"

He heavily thumps his backpack into my backseat
Slumps down into my car.

"There is"
"no shelter"
"From"
"the storm"
"In my heart."

We stare out the window.
At the two homeless men
With no teeth
That he didn't beat.
He's holding night vision binoculars
And a clean Knife.
"I'm sorry I got you involved, Nick
I asked you to be crazy with me."
"There is"
"No shelter"
"From"
"The storm"
"In my heart"
Annabel Lee Mar 2015
Wrong social media I know but I don't have facebook or twitter and that's how you post what you feel on foxs website
Glee has given me this sense of family is supposed to be.
Its ups and downs that people actually resolve
Its not always a happy ending but having happiness
Its always being there for the people who are always there for you
Its through every heartbreak and happy ending you always have a family to support you through both
Its about making incredible friendships that no one in there lives would ever forget
It has and will forever give me so much hope
I will mourn the loss of this show forever.
It has helped me so much.
It taught me unity, never to judge anyone before knowing how they are,
Always chasing the stars and never giving up
This show has me a large part of who I am and I don't feel ready to give it up but I know I have to but I really really don't want to.
It made me feel like I belonged, and as everyone knows
I don't
So thank you so much glee, you have made my life great for 6 years and I can never repay you for that
So just
Thank you
I don't care if a single person reads this, just know glee is amazing and inspiring and if I could I would be a part of the family they are.
To be heard
To be listened to
Both portray the same act,
yet serve a different purpose

"They hear these words that escape her mouth,
but they dont listen..

"They listen to the song she sings,
but they dont hear the messege it brings"

For she is trapped deep in the gutters of her soul
Voiceless.
Sometimes, silence speak louder than words.
Wolf Irwin Jul 2014
Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me,
Mistakes and setbacks only become facts when I tell myself I'm not worthy,
Of the beautiful lesson hidden inside when perspective finally shifts,
Opening our eyes so we can recognize that truth is our greatest gift,
There is peace and light when the time becomes right for you to acknowledge love,
Experience gained from hurt and pain is a messege from above,
That's just a figure of speech designed to teach us our true place of origin,
Its not about becoming so just stop running and then life can truly begin,
There's nothing to do no goal to pursue except letting go of what your not,
To become your real self and collect all the wealth of everything you've already got.
4/8/2017

Monogamous Cat

Today I met a monogamous cat.
I was twirling the keys to my Black Saturn
Sauntering from my Clients home After making him breakfast
And In the wide paved road
sat a fluffy orange cat with a pink collar.
Staring at me.

I put my keys away and knelt down in the middle of the road.
My red converse cracking a bit As I bend down to present my hand.
The cat came over when I called
Sniffed and let me pet her on the head, neck, and back
Nuzzled into my Khaki pants
I took this as a sign of friendship
naturally,
I went to rub this cats belly

oh, boy,
was that the wrong move.

The messege was clear.
I was not this kitty's owner,
And she was having none of my ****.

She left my hand,
more blood than skin

I pet her on the head
one last time to let her know
We could still be friends.

I shouldn't have been so forward.

But how am I supposed to know
a species notorious for hedonism
produced a monogamous cat?

I am greatful she knows her boundaries
that she is comfortable
cutting a man
When he crosses them.
Arcassin B Apr 2015
by Arcassin Burnham

Society wants to keep bending us over and have their way,
Like cracks in the living room,
throwing Molotov's at the windows,
let it burn,
we must not only take back our america,
But we must stab the man where it really hurts,
Aiming Mack 11's At park benches,
the news feeding us consumerist garbage and false Submissions,
tumbling Over cars just for fun of independence,
We Must Fight
Random Acts of getting the messege out,
too much desperation will bring too much doubt,
No brotherhood,
Just the enlightenment Of seeing them Fall is all,
so **** your arrangement,
**** your penny pitching,
And **** your cold world,
We Gotta do whats right for our world,
Do whats right for our people,
Do what the great people that made america what it is today Would have wanted us to do.
Challenge Accepted.
Melody Claire Jul 2015
Shy
I want to tell you,
"you're mine" but
I only look away
These words couldn't convey the love
That I feel
when you're around
So I lie my head on your shoulder
And hope you get the messege
nanda Dec 2017
every night
i dream of you

i recall your dreamy eyes
the scent of your shampoo
i trace your lips
kiss your jaw

but then i wake up
every night
at the same time

your memory is so alive in my mind
and it is crazy
how the mind can create such wonders

never did i kiss your lips
never did i held your hand
yet all i feel when i close my eyes
is your touch

it has been years now
i must be a ghost to you
someone that you used to know
a faint dream never to be re-told

but to me you are my sun
i wake to see your eyes
i touch to feel your hand
i smell to inhale your scent

and when i rise
all there is to do
is write down four words
and then head back home

never will i send that messege
never will i see you again
but wouldn’t it be a wonder
if i ever hit ‘send’ ?
for all those messeges that were and weren’t scent in the middle of the night
for my love
Riot Jun 2014
i never cried like this before
my heart slamming against against my sanities door
no more
you
i cried so hard
my eyes were sore
when i thought you left
and slammed the door

my tears were on the floor
while i was trying to get god to help
send a messege through his doors
the only thing i said was
"God please help her"

when i thought you were gone
i wrote a song
saying exacly what was going on

though i didn't know the full story
i still thought i could help

but then you came back

this is my first time
witnessing a miracal
IPM Jul 2017
Indoors again in this summer day
the warmest of winds violently blows
and peaceful memories, remind me of May
painting the image
of ashes and snow.

Ashes and snow,
the Spring was my Fall,
bullet shaped snowflakes
shoot through my view,
and splatter my heart
staining the wall
leaving a messege -
"I'll always love you..."
Part time bartender
Full time escapist
Left to spare her daughter
From a life of engagement.

She'll never know
If her time here was wasted
Before the verdict
She Prayed for church basements

Nobody noticed.
Except the bar fly
His tab stayed open
She clocked out, out back
before he could close it.

A memorial,
he was outside smokin'
didn't realize he lit a candle
When the cherry was glowing

She'll never see it.
In the paper they read it
hearts bleedin'
like a wound they weren't treating
By breathing.

at the tip of a needle
wings spread like an angel
Wrote her name in hebrew
Left us a messege.

"malakh"
How much time you got
How will you spend it
She bet him on her life
That it's less then intended

If I could reinvest it
I'd pay for my sins
I'll be ****** If it
Wouldn't take every penny I have.
But I'll be glad for empty pockets
When I stop losing friends

I'm not sayin' her life was wasted
I'm just sayin' live.
Simon Woodstock Oct 2017
Imagine yourself before your first taste of heartache
Heart made of butterflies your brain feels as if it's on morphine
You never thought that it wouldn't work

Imagine the the pain you felt
The deepest cut that could ever come from a text messege
heart draining from failed loves knife wounds your brain is on overload

Imagine yourself today
Neglecting what could be your happily ever after
Your past experiences have made you into the executioner
Another Hopeless Romantic Turned hallow
You always have a choice to not do what your ex did to you
Joseph Zenieh Nov 2018
A JOYFUL MEETING
All were so happy showing winsome youth,
singing and dancing on a top wavelength.
The place around was full of brilliant glee
that aroused in my heart a sense of spree.

I heard inside my heart an urgent call
that springs of life would inside me install.
I found all life around call with loud voice,
"Get up, you, sluggish man, your joy announce."

I found myself in a dancing ring and life,
all life, was playing music on a fife,
Looking at me to jump and fill the place  
with what my soul was full, great, immense bliss.

I felt the strength of joy moving my arms,
granting me all the pluck, and beat my drums.
I danced and danced not caring for my age
and filled the sphere with glee and spry messege.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
____________
Kaley Dec 2016
Can I get a with me
Tell me what's going on
I have a feeling
It won't be long..

I might be right
I might be wrong
Let the truth
SeT me free

I get a messege
I get a sign
I tell the people
What's on my mind

I got to feel it ..

I got a message
I got a song
Everybody Help me..
Sing along..

Can I get a with me..
Tell.me what's going on..
We all got stories..
So Tell them along
carmel May 2020
I never want to take your freedom away, i want it for you and for me , i want it to give each other space, to balance our energy, to have friends, but with honesty, with commitment, with communication and with mutual trust, because with this is just peaceful to live our lives without the stress of what is this without any fear or stress in this,  the way we want knowing we can come back together in peace and trust. you say i give you mental stress with my messages,maybe because i express it all, or what can i know?, and i never want to do that to you, i want you to be happy.

I give myself the time to process emotions and Maybe one day you will understand the difference between sleeping with someone and
wanting to wake up next to someone, to know the smell of the person and only wanting to wake up to say good morning and kiss you that's something i didn't experience before and it's so nice to see the sun in the eyes of another person every morning.

Maybe one day you will see the difference between spending time with someone and investing time to someone.
Maybe one day you will understand that if you want another person to let you be you need to be transparent and accept the other person as it is, let the person feel as it want to feel, be as it want to be to enjoy it, to not be so afraid to feel.
The difference between being there to get company and being there because you don't want no one else in that place, the difference between being an option and being sure if you have the chance you will chose to be there every time.

The difference between holding a body and holding a soul,  The difference between intimacy getting a naked bodies and having naked soul, is not the same to have *** than make love to someone.
To let a person in , showing everything as it is , let know your fears, dreams, regrets, pain, memories,  to put the past in the earth and stop putting water to death flowers, to let another person help you control your demons, to really be better person.
That scars and all the suffer are opportunities for growing, like scars that shows you survive its a way of showing where it hurt and where it got heal, suffering is opportunities to be a better human, we can be misserable or we can be stronger it takes the same energy to build any of this

I really put trust in you, you don't know how much is that for me. I think trust is something that can be broke so fast, it doesnt take the love away but it hurts to trust and recive lies.
You came to open old wounds for me and i think i did the same for you, i need to learn to watch my emotions and process them, and i need to protect a lot my heart, to learn to read the intentions of people.

i did everything with a lot of love and i did it because i want it and i dont regret nothing i did, maybe i will not do it that way next time, but definitely i was super happy, i wish we could be 100% because i can't give less and you cant give more and its okay, i was happy meanwhile we got it, i kind wish you were better with me, patience with me, and i kind wish i can go back i was really lost in you, you ask me to many times how can you feel so much in so short time, you dont know me, but i told you felt i do, and for me it was just easy to love you.


You want to enter to the water but you dont want to get wet, thats not living, is going in the water like a death fish,Maybe one day you will understand the difference between feeling the water taking it all in breathing and feeling it in your skin and just getting wet, maybe one day you will realized avoiding your feeling is like a loop you will just go back to the same point, that if you avoid the emotions, lessons and inner demons they will just come in different ways, people, circumstances.
It's so important to learn from lessons of life so it doesn't come over and over again, and to not carry all alone, to let yourself trust and not feel alone, i don't mean in a ****** way i mean in an emotional way .

Maybe one day you will understand that if you are expecting the perfect wave, you will lose it, because life is what you make with it, and it's how you learn to get in the waves. That if you want to try everything you will never really have anything. That lifes is made for enjoying and taking the best of every situation, is a constant learning.

Maybe one day you will understand the difference having someone in your arms and huging so close hearing your heart and think that's mine and i want my heart to go on the same rhythm, wanting to heal every part of that heart. to be chosen and not consider . maybe one day you will see

my best lessons are the things that hurt me, my last mistakes, and i hope you learn so much from this and from all. You remind me so much to a person i loved and death took away from me and  i think this is a reason for me to be so patience with you, maybe it's another reason i open so fast, and i fall so *******, it's so difficult to say goodby to you, and it's so difficult to stay angry with you i really want the best for you, and i think that's a reason i really give you the best, it was really easy to love you, to know you, to hear you.
i wish you so much healing. i want it to love you  in freedom, the thing is you don't want love . i feel super lonely right know you become my home in berlin, and i will not replace you, it was a beautiful home, but i know i will come back to me.


What if i never send you this message?, What if i keep it to myself?, What if ? Maybe i am the one who is gonna learn, and when i want to send you this messege, then im gonna wait. Until i learn this. Until i learn.

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