I'm feeling lucky so take my hand.
Let's be slammed against the ground by the music
and the nervous beating of our teenage hearts.
ImmuneI do not pretend
the earth loves me.
Darwin breathes down my neck.
The ocean breathes down my bones.
I am a flute hollowed
by spittle and rain. And I am not
special, nor alone.
I had an ear infection when I was newborn. Two
hundred years ago I would have died from it. I
would have been cut short -
small and screaming.
Every time I step outside at night, the trees tell me:
you’re not safe. A thousand antibiotics
can’t make you safe.
I’m not frightened.
I would lie myself down and wait for the tide.
I would do it any day.
to everything there is a seasonI.
as a flower or a man,
i shall burst,
as a corpse, i shall
peel away, and
return to the earth,
the air. i'll be in
your lungs yet.
look, it’s not that i’m not
a little bit charmed
by the concentric circles
of existence, and the love,
the bitter, bright and
it’s not that i don’t like
carrying this body that is a miracle,
a miracle in the sum of its parts.
kahlo got it, she knew what
she was talking about –
but i won’t put words
in a dead woman’s mouth.
and the hot sweat of it here,
the pain, the fuck and the sour wine
of it here,
it isn’t really chaining me
down. i’m thinking of
did i ever tell you
i’d like to die on my back,
looking at the sky?
in one of those faraway places
i saw from the car as a child, the top of a hill
seen from a distance; someone else’s farm,
someone else’s land. someone else’s emptiness,
a thin line of grass between
dirt and the inf
Keep your powder dryi.
he looks away, the lines under
and around his mudded eyes as
known to me as my own,
as known to me as the hot air
of the death months, the death December,
the blowfly fester, the light stretched
and bright to breaking;
as known to me
as the eucalyptus leaves
that are slicks of fragrant summer
in every January of every year I have
ever lived –
as known to me as the smell of my
floating ’cross the ruined cities
of Christmas lunch –
i am six. he puts the air rifle
against my shoulder, and tells me to
pull the trigger tight.
i’ll try, dad,
The Purple and the SunSpill your blood on the seven swords –
as darkness comes, they are shouting
Artos, Artos, Artos.
You are not just a man. I’ll say it again,
even as you sweat and grunt, shag-headed,
terrible and real. You are not just a man. Let your
heavy head fall, and become
the bones of the hills
and the birds
of the sky.
Let them claim you for their own,
Emperor, o Emperor,
even as the smoke tastes bitter
on your tongue. The Sun is setting,
and the thing is done. Die, and live forever,
with what you’re given.
A crown of oak leaves,
and a lake,
for your resting place.
11:10 a.m.oh my god, i tell my friend after class, i want
to spend the rest of my life making him laugh.
she rolls her eyes and says that i shouldn’t
say that because i’m so young and i have no idea
how long my life will be and i tell her that that’s
that i may die tomorrow, but i want to be able to call you
up at two a.m. and read you my shitty poems and
pretend that i didn’t imagine the way
you twirl your pencil around your fingers as i wrote them.
i want to be able to pick out your heartbeat in a crowded
room because i’ve spent so long with my head against
your chest that your pulse is imprinted into my eardrums.
i want to be so gone over you that i smile big enough that
everyone else around me smiles too.
for the first time in my life, i can believe that god built
eve out of one of adam’s ribs— they must have
fit together almost as perfectly as you and i do,
identical down to their very bones, so that when
she shook in fear, he did too. an
Darling,With a two thousand year old tree ring
I’ll carve love into your heart
With my hands I’ll tear apart
All the bad dreams and the memories
I’ll wrap you up with my bony breath
Skinny love, don’t you forget
I love you more than the stars can shine
Look me in the eyes
Darling, you know I would never lie.
Like MagicI cross my fingers
Trying to swallow the breath caught in my throat
Trying to stop my heart from somersaulting
Pray that it is some brilliant trick of the light
That the shadows fall perfectly on your face
And that magical twinkle in your eye
Has suddenly appeared
But hours pass
And - God damn it - you are there
I cannot live for a moment
Without your name echoing in my skull
Appearing at the end of sentences
Appearing in sheets of endless work
Appearing when I close my eyes
Where even darkness mocks me
With a vision of you
Why couldn't it have been a trick of the light?
That one glance I stole
When I felt my chest heave
And could hear music swelling in my ears
Why won't you leave me alone?
I put up a wall for a reason
Please, God, do not make me take it down
Do not make me trip and stumble in your wake
And taste sweetness as I utter your name
To no one in particular
Strip me of emotion
Please, I beg you
And turn off the lights
For I cannot bear to bare my soul
Insomnia LoveInsomnia wasn't from the lack of sleep
but from my heart missing you. How it
yearns for your arms to slither on to
my body and squeeze it like a python
strangling it's prey.
For a whisper to slip out of your
mouth; words full of so much emotion
and meaning that could patch up any
dent or hole in a wall that was kicked
and punched around to mimic a rag
doll's experience in a short period of time.
I don't even know what it's like to feel
whole anymore but, when I'm with you it's
like I'm a shiny, brand new toy coming out
of it's box for the first time.
2am (Time Flies)Every time I move on, your always there
to remind me why I shouldn't. When 2am
comes crawling around the corner, so does
your smile that wipes away all of the
tears from my sweet, rosy cheeks.
The thought of you is wrapped around my
body like my heart is around your finger.
I don't even bother to stop myself from
falling in love with all over again; cause
in the end I will always love you and
will want to because of the wonderment you
got be slippin' on.
Oh how your eyes make me want to dive deep
into the abyssal of your soul; knowing every
little bit of you that I can memorize it
like the back of my hand. To close my eyes
and imagine your electrifying smile that
makes me smirk this curl with my lips.
Then reality hits me out of know where,
I look at the alarm clock that glows
underneath all of the darkness that it's
surround in that it reads 5am; how fast
time seems to fly when I think of you.
Desde que te viDesde que te vi……….
No creí enamorarme otra vez después de lo que ha pasado todo ha ido de mal en peor. Primero que todo hay un secreto que me persigue es como si estuviera maldito, todas mis novias no se fueron a otros países en realidad lo que paso es que murieron y todas por la misma causa pero bueno hay una que no murió por la misma causa lo que hizo ella es que ella se…………… bueno es muy triste para recordarlo solo recuerdo que lo hizo enfrente mío no dejo de pensar en eso.
Estaba nevando, yo iba en el auto con mamá, soy Alex, 17 años, cabello negro, amante de la música, me gusta leer bueno a veces, soy adicto a la PC y tengo un hermano llamado Mike.
-en que piensas niño? -dijo mi madre- ¿Te pasa algo?
-ya te dije que ya no soy un niño -respondí-
-bueno como quieras -respondió mi madre-
-Te diré en que pienso, estoy algo triste p
It was meant to be this wayThe hug under the tree
The cuddles on the stairs
The empty movie theatre (well.... not quite)
How could it have possibly been better?
I love you
Love = WarHow dare you
try to tear me down
piece by piece
How dare you
make me hate myself
How dare you
make me love you
How could you do this to me
It’s ripping me apart
bit by bit
My love for you burns so bright
it’s making me crumble
to mere ash.
Just your gaze
can make me tremble.
Only your embrace
makes me feel safe.
Simply your kiss
can make everything else
So why is it then
that you are also
the only one
who has so torn my heart
that I can no longer
It’s all your fault you know.
that’s not true
as much as I wish it was.
But I know,
in the back of my mind
that it was all my fault
every single bit of it.
Yes, we both made mistakes
But it was ultimately I,
in the end,
that sabotaged everything.
It was I
who tore you to pieces.
you did to destroy me
ever so joyfully
I destroyed you in one fell swoop.