My Sexual Unknown (rewritten) I got your hips locked hypnotic in a trance My eyes pull you deeper with a gyrating stance Feel my heart beat beat beating to our dance You became my victim when I made my entrance You’re mine, you’re mine mine From the very first smile My veins run…
Leaping from cliffs That have no face Undulating ground Swallowing faith We sit and listen As the crows cry Through echoing throats The little demons In feathery cloaks Crawl undetected Into our mouths To make their nest Coated in profanity Coaxing out screams They spill us out Into turbulent seas Just as the sky itself…
***TRIGGER WARNING*** Some stories you hear stay with you and you have to write them out or go mad. In many cases all I have to do is read a news blurb and my mind twists and turns in agony with the pain of it all. Empathy is the capacity to understand or feel what…
Crowding the dark Demons watched While their bony Fingers walk steps Up my rigid spine His footsteps faded Outside my door Where right before He was standing For just a moment Listening for breath Before satisfied I was indeed Dead
Mumbled whispers Barely penetrated Wallpapered walls As a strangers ear Struggled to hear The secrets there To interpret the rise To interpret the fall Of the sound waves Predicting patterns of Broken lettered words Begging to be heard Fragments bleeding Splinters of meaning For this stranger Who was in love With the woman On the…
Kicked at the corners of eyes Blind spots creating madness Their names cross hearts Like razors cutting the throats Of hand holding paper dolls Spending time spinning wild Cradling tendencies focused On the abscesses in their minds They holds the answers, hon If you like all your answers spun They’ll weave sorrowful stories Drawing an…
She swallows stars Creating darkness Where daydreams Used to be Painting pictures On concrete walls Swirling creations A stark diary of her Black hole nights Void of vibrancy Am I still beautiful? She whispers To the ants marching Along the crevices Among the cracks Carrying her life One speck at a time Until she is…
Time came from shadows And dreams Swirled like magical clouds From my pillow Here I am he said Turn into me again The fog drifted into sheets Emotional feats Summersaulted into beats Inside my chest Here I am he said Turn into me again Darkness fell like drapes And angels Wore fishnets spun with despair…
Her heart the masterpiece on display As they fidget and fondle and weigh Too busy determining her value The depths to which she will sway It was Adam the first time around She wasn’t worth his sacred ground Cavorting with thieves and harlots She found simplicity to be profound Too many smiles litter the floor…
Black whispers Settle like dust A mystery Ebony noir Born upon Needy tongues The truth Concealed Hidden within Painted shadows Deception Carefully applied To a canvas Using only The pigments Of a lie ~Hastywords 01/14/14
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