"sliting" poems
i'll wear your braclet of cherry beads.
Draw me a pretty pink heart
on my wrist
so i can wear him
under my
sleeve.
The steel
is warnest
in the water.
-mouthless-
You kiss me
with cherry lips
Spitting out
layers
and layers
of me.
-stiletto sliting substratums-
The air is foreign
curious
hypocritical
treacherous
-animalistic conspiracies-
i'll remain in
the water
-solace-
where there
isn't
too much to
breathe.
My flesh is weeping
pale tears
-surrendering-
as another basin of
cherry beads blossom.
Dec 13, 2010
Dec 13, 2010 at 9:31 AM UTC
Some little Mister is rapping her in the alley
Some little drug is taking control of body and soul
Some little violence is beating her to the ground
Some little government is leaving her with a rumbling tummy
Some little society is making her hang on dangling lynchies
Some little education is robbing her from knowledge
Some little protection force is shooting bullets at her
Some little old man is whistling at her voluptous curves
Some little father figure is stabbing her heart and sliting her throat
Some little tinted van is taking her on unwilling journeys
Some little black booted men are storming in her home killing her family.
Watching the future generation perishing right in front of my wracking windows
May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 6:41 AM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
You're more,
Than what I've hoped for,
You are ,
Something I could adore,
With the smile of an angel and the taste
Of strawberries when we kiss,
Marks the broken glass at the end of the hallway based
On our arguments but I still love you like the other side of couch
Where I lay my head and think instead
Of suicide or sliting wrist and thoughts about
Hurting myself in ways you can not miss,
Like throwing signs of ****** pleasure and
Lustful imaginations,
You are,
What I've hoped for,
In a friend,
In a woman,
In a lover,
Imagining things I can not fathem in this generation of
Heartbreaking skull crushing blows to the dome of inception
And points a simple direction in walking in to the hands of
Death,
You remind me of that broken glass.
Jan 1, 2016
Jan 1, 2016 at 12:47 AM UTC