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Katie Hill Oct 2010
I'm a little, little teapot, full of secrets.
I'm a girl, all wet eyed and this morning's
careful ministrations are now my
vengeful war paint - dark eyes
like I haven't slept in days.

Slept till noon in a blue T shirt - it's
so much harder to wake up to an empty bed
even with all my sheets exactly where they belong
Me-*******-ticulous, perfect, all mine, stellar.

I'm a normal girl, a girl, a girl,
a twenty-something brunette who
just doesn't know how to turn off
her ****-off attitude. I'm all flesh
and bone and I just spent 30 minutes
ODing on my own adrenaline,
martyring myself secretly like some
glorified, glamourous ******
trying to stick it to the world that
hasn't done me any favors!
But I don't really believe that.

These days I'm dancing like I fight:
all tight fists and closed, wet eyes.
I'm rage and *** and I'm ****** as ****
and you don't know anything about me.

I'm a girl, a ****** *****, a
twenty-something brunette with
no excuses. I'm sad and I'm angry
and I'm so sick of having absolutely
no reasons why.
Original title: '****** *****'
Daniel Magner Aug 2013
IV
Isla Vista
twisted you
like a warped Twizzler.
You miss her,
but the Xanex and K-pins,
the fifth of gin
that brought you to your knees,
spinning in the throws
of ODing,
kills everyone,
not just yourself.
Maybe your first breath
after being an inch from death
tasted brand new,
I can only hope
that support from us all
will keep another bottle of pills
from disappearing
down
your
throat
.
Daniel Magner 2013
If only these words were enough...
Cedric McClester Feb 2016
By: Cedric McClester

Seems I’ve over dosed
On politics
And cable TV
Gives me my fix
I watch it for interest
As well as for kicks
When I know that all of ‘em
Are nothing but *****

I’ve listen to pundits
‘Til I’m blue in the face
When I should have ignored them
But in any case
I get a thrill from
Watching the race
And wondering who
Will come in in first place

It shouldn’t be hard
For anyone to understand
Why I’m in bad need
Of some Narcan
Cuz I’ve overdosed
More than most man
And when I started out
That wasn’t my plan

I’m in bad need
Of a rehab
But I’ve said no, no
Doggone it dag nab
So if I’m not careful
I’ll wind up on a slab
From ODing on someone’s
Gift of gab












Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2016.  All rights reserved.
Julian May 29
Taylor Swift 5/27/2025
https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=XPBwXKgDTdE...
I Ginuwinely want your gagging pigtails piggy bank Point Break  half a billion dollar hugs when I am royally gorgonized by your beauty in this video until your heart bleeds crimson tide purple clouds in the Heavens gargling on my embrace until  even the Fighting Irish throw tomatoes at your tighter noose cherry picking Everlong Cabin Fever Paramore Crystal Ships and I’d beat up any Geek Squad Shooter McGavin freak with Rick James boss mode Jujitsu “stacked actors”confusion until you take a sledgehammer Citizen ******* poke at my majestic piñata heart because I’m a Mastercard and your the Best Buy in the history of “Asian Talk” furious money soaring like the “face-to-face” crescendos of “Roaring” 20s Greatest Gatsby Valentines Daydreams headbutting a marshy alligator  until the Weathers itself even says “My Oh My” and plunges down until Michael Jackson Shamones “He He He” as he pivots 360 Motown spells on your heart like a tornado ambitious for Blank Space transpontine hole-in one and then another that you made me do abducts your conscience until you cream LOST “Holiday” exHumed Penny Lane wells with infatuated tears at the sight of True Clarity in the Most Sacred yet Vandalized Love of All-Time because even the most Silent Bob ****** Snacking on some Family Guy Monkey Phonics can’t Ace of Basic Bass my State Obscenity Law devotion to your Credence Clearwater Revival as I resurrect every dead heart like Clint Eastwood daring you to lunge at my soul like a frenzied Gorilla high on **** staring at Tyrone Biggums full-page ads for “Ooh La La” at Midnight dancing in the florid flourescent rainstorm dodging lightning bolts on a vacant Los Angeles Freeway Chase intoxicated by eternal Lavender Haze sultry maudlin sprauncy sprung outfits steamy with Old Spice so **** even the most posh women in history indulge sensuous panic until they hyperventilate like a white wedding fulgurant dancing kitchen sink ballet ******* the chair behind bars to be the compass so he ain’t square. But you once said all that’s fair in love and poetry so I’d torpedo your every insecurity so forcefully that time defeats itself and demolishes the Berlin Wall before the beginning of time itself just to be enamored of our love like a cold jagged jackstaff King of the World whiplash so deep into your heart that furries start to whimper like Gucci Gang ODing on Codeine while pugs start barking “I Ruv You” until they howl at the moon we will conquer until wherewolves from the future pull a Michael Bay heist on downtown San Francisco as we play fetch with angels until we gallop liked winged eagles parsecs beyond any known notion of time and space. But your an unbuttoned snooze and I’m the fire alarm jolting you into double-take rapture of life Evermore🥰

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