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When the green light turns mean we blow this scene, ambitious and right; when the red sputters out: “stop” we shutter and mutter: “Look beyond…atop.” But when those nights grow dreary and I’m weary, fearing I pointed us amiss; my toes make bright the break lights and you sneak a... - Poetry > Free VerseDisgust and envy; the smoke rose from his mouth, bitter on my tongue. My withering body hung stiff and strung taut to some nostalgia, smoldering in my thoughts. I saw you then as I saw him now and I saw you now as a tall brick pen. Hollow hips, and foreign lips - I want to smolder....
- Poetry > Free VerseMy eyes can’t adjust to this light. Dissonance. The acoustics are all wrong in this dim place. Heavy, slow transition pulses in the skin beneath my eyes. I’m trying to rub you out. Open. Move. Something itches in my brain and I’m lacking moisture in these eyes. Fingers tracing the cracks and i...
- Poetry > Free VerseThis week smelled of vinegar; it oozed from the kitchen and into my nose, it sunk in- to the fibers of my clothes. This week smelled of vinegar, and I don't want you any longer....
- Poetry > Free VerseYou're going to crave my curves, my words – steamy, creamy strong legs, lips-pursed, lashes-batting. Enough of your flattering. You will break. I'm going to make you work. Harder, and harder, and harder. You'll be too weak to speak. I'm no sinuous serpentine girl to c...
- Poetry > Free VerseYour fingers know just how to make me thirst and shake. And I scream, "I'm parched, I'm parched, I'm parched." And you move like water, gliding over the slick curves of the rocky bed of me ever so gently. But then, you push, you pull, I thrash in the ravenous ...
- Poetry > All PoetryI'm so thirsty. I could drink every drop, drop, drop. I'd be parched still even when all the faucets come to a stop stop stop. This cup runneth over, but I am not assuaged. My tongue craves, craves your lips the way night craves dawn. The way it won't be long until sunlight burns thro...
- Poetry > Free VerseTurn it all off and cover the digital clock with a scarf I don't want no time no light cracks on the floor slits of yesterdays fits splayed across the- Turn it all off swollen bellies on soft cloth men without faces mouth invisible places to go to in the dark absent from time and ...
- Poetry > Free VerseNo matter how hard I scrub I can't seem to clean the dark rings from the inside of my coffee mugs And somehow I never find time to think or be or dream, even for my nights hollow hours of unrest My work gets done and I'm holding hands with a zombie during the day we dr...
