"twinks" poems
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Dec 27, 2013
Dec 27, 2013 at 9:47 AM UTC
I drown myself in cliche
pop songs
telling me "I'm original" and
"I'm ******* unique."
******** Closeted twinks.
They don't know
my tedious ways and
dull style.
Thanks for leaving.
Thanks for proving me right.
Funny how you still hurt me
even when you're gone.
I am being buttfucked
by a ghost!
I am being torn in half!
The leaves tell me
to stop forcing love
and to just fall naturally.
But what the **** do they know?
They just sit around
and watch others live,
watch others pass by.
They don't know
how to feel.
They just sit
and stare
and die.
Jul 25, 2013
Jul 25, 2013 at 7:49 AM UTC
You are my split-apart. A sliver of me that twinks
in the chill dark
of your absinthe, absent.
A corrosive mender
of fences
That I drink
with.
and drink
hard
A jab
and a flick
of a kiss
that I long
for.
A short
court and spark
that i'm always up
for.
So sorry 'bout the mess
but the next thing
to conquer
is shame
without naming
the game
we wake up
for
god knows nothing
but sharp sticks
and halos
but i know
you love
me.
Apr 6, 2013
Apr 6, 2013 at 12:43 PM UTC
There are weights on the stars at dawn;
there is a shadow which lingers low upon the ground.
Stars are ripped from heavenly setting;
tugged and ripped from the night's sky.
They sink only faster,
chained by all which despairs.
The weeping and heartbreak, bleak in unseen nations,
are smothered by their unfueled fire.
The stars; they seem bright tonight,
but they come as squadroned foes.
What peace they have and yet
what shadowed cloaks they wear.
Their mastery flows like the rushing river,
and their watchful patient peace burn like fire upon the shore.
and sill are let down, oh what shall they say now?
The twinks that befall the earth...The stars...are bright tonight.
Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 11:28 AM UTC
Lock myself in the music.
Hope my fears can't see this.
Man my mind so clueless!
When It comes to this I'm Dangerous...
...is it Bad that...
I lost the key,
I love this place,
I eat my dreams.
I know the top is the bottom
And the bottom is the top.
To stop my legs from wondering,
I cut some old routs off my block.
Just to get threw the thundering,
I played with twinks in woodstock.
But now is it Bad that this is why i keep the door locked?
May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 3:25 AM UTC