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 Mar 2014 Zoe Ray
Bruised Orange
Plastic,
plastic covers my natural voice.

I am neoprene, with gasoline undertones.
So peel the layers, find my truth.

You never were one to find
beauty in modern art,

Acrylic man.
In the blossoming winds of life
we are scattered
within forms of silent time
On all those nights where love
Is more than flesh
that holds our will
the foundation we build
Is yours and mine

Defeat is a precarious lantern who's light
Is bitterly bright and unfair
Yet nothing
can spring from rivers
that I call mine
that could ever make me
forsake you,
go there

Discontent
will never be mine to hold
I know that you understand
These words I carve
From my heart
Because my spirit is at
Your command

You are the morning
that quenches my thirst
My fragrance
after the rain
How could I ever forget you
when these sighs
you have left
here in my heart
remain?
 Nov 2011 Zoe Ray
Bruised Orange
misunderstanding flows, like beer on tap
and as we drink it down, pint after pint,
all reason is spilled onto the table,
wiped up by the ***** bar mop
that stinks of yesterdays brew

the proprietor of this establishment
stands at counter, smiling his knowing smile

that sadness in his eyes which can only come
from seeing pantomimes like this one play out before him
on every night of his long, long career
 Nov 2011 Zoe Ray
Jon Tobias
I would be so grateful

If you could short circuit my

“I really ******’ like you” Button

Because every time I see you

You push it like my heart is really just one of those whack-a-mole games

I would love it if you could

Turn down the static in my head to a simmer

Temper my blood when it boils

Bathe me in ice water

and throw in the blow dryer when you walk away

Nothing more shocking than waking up later

Still alive and breathing

You can’t even **** me

My body’s that dumb

And my heart is so dumb

It forgets how to beat

And my knees are so dumb

They can’t keep me standing

And my mouth is so dumb it never ceases to close

And my brain is so dumb it can’t stop remembering

How you phantom limb my body

Turn me into some puzzle piece

Unrequite my butterfly gut

Makes me wish I were a candle

So that I could burn down to nothing

Got this feeling that forever’s a long ways away

And that you’re going to be at the end of it laughing

I’d be grateful

If you could let me choke on this pillow

To keep the sound in my throat

And to let my serpents go

In order to get this rattle out of my brain

And cool the bubbles in my blood

And the teeth in my tongue

I only ask because these words are poison
 Oct 2011 Zoe Ray
k f
i consume you
furiously
devour you
but, lovingly ---
i mean no harm.

i must feed
you see ---
and you are all i
have left

teeth and flesh and blood
are one, see ---
my love.

i am greed and
desperation ---

until you are nothing (but my eager breathing).

— The End —