Submissions by AdeleRae
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Mirage
She's not real
Her skin's not there
As I touch it
Air thickens
Mirages biting at my shoulder
Running along my neck
While I drive
Driven by music
To the beat of notes
Love one's
I find them in my locker
Stuffed in the grates
And in purple trenches
Blocked by repression
Depression in my past
No longer there
Like her
Gone
Just a centerfold now.
Her skin's not there
As I touch it
Air thickens
Mirages biting at my shoulder
Running along my neck
While I drive
Driven by music
To the beat of notes
Love one's
I find them in my locker
Stuffed in the grates
And in purple trenches
Blocked by repression
Depression in my past
No longer there
Like her
Gone
Just a centerfold now.
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Last Friday
I know I shouldn't
See other people's souls
It's not right
Their private property
I am a trespasser
.on.
A train bridge
Everything moving
.so.
Fast, but I can't kick
With flip flops, and
Some wooden planks missing
Gotta turn back
Gotta run to the other side
Around the tough town
Drug dealers in green Neon's
See other people's souls
It's not right
Their private property
I am a trespasser
.on.
A train bridge
Everything moving
.so.
Fast, but I can't kick
With flip flops, and
Some wooden planks missing
Gotta turn back
Gotta run to the other side
Around the tough town
Drug dealers in green Neon's
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My Darling
My darling Clementine
It seems I have fallen in love again
In that full length feature
What a beautiful creature
Of mice and men
Will it happen again
When our own lack of guts
Will pursue
Covents and babies
My soul so sensitive
Your fitting, fragile heart
Blinding my wake
I don't know what to say
You make me feel like a child
A wide eyes wonder
No mature thoughts
and
You're calling me smart?
It seems I have fallen in love again
In that full length feature
What a beautiful creature
Of mice and men
Will it happen again
When our own lack of guts
Will pursue
Covents and babies
My soul so sensitive
Your fitting, fragile heart
Blinding my wake
I don't know what to say
You make me feel like a child
A wide eyes wonder
No mature thoughts
and
You're calling me smart?
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Potpourri
Sweet potpourri masking my body
It sits on my rugged skin like lotion
Never soaking into my cells
It covers the convulsing stench
My body chilling in a meat locker
Slowly frosting
My skin a sickly blue colour
Black like a long bruise
My mouth hangs open just a bit
My taste buds a sheet of placid plastic
Your tounge shoving near down my esophagus
Pant's zipped down near full
Forceful like your knife
With my blood frozen to
Stained steel
Stealing me
The tears that bit down my breasts
Frozen
It sits on my rugged skin like lotion
Never soaking into my cells
It covers the convulsing stench
My body chilling in a meat locker
Slowly frosting
My skin a sickly blue colour
Black like a long bruise
My mouth hangs open just a bit
My taste buds a sheet of placid plastic
Your tounge shoving near down my esophagus
Pant's zipped down near full
Forceful like your knife
With my blood frozen to
Stained steel
Stealing me
The tears that bit down my breasts
Frozen
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My
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Just Words
I'm capitalizing
All of the words
Coming to my head
In a frenzy of repentance
Bewitching the sins
The savoring flavor
My baby child wallowing
Filth laid out before tomorrow
Old Roman font is now
Shaving at my wrist
What of her wrist
Those slender bits of things
I can see it on you
On your bitten broken feet
The dress only cuts my ankles
Burning through my breasts
Their heads covered
White masks ate her head
Tying me down with liquid rope
I can hear the chanting
Faint and awaking
The fair...
All of the words
Coming to my head
In a frenzy of repentance
Bewitching the sins
The savoring flavor
My baby child wallowing
Filth laid out before tomorrow
Old Roman font is now
Shaving at my wrist
What of her wrist
Those slender bits of things
I can see it on you
On your bitten broken feet
The dress only cuts my ankles
Burning through my breasts
Their heads covered
White masks ate her head
Tying me down with liquid rope
I can hear the chanting
Faint and awaking
The fair...
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Hi!
Can't think of anything
My brains closed up
To intellegance...
Hi, how may I help you!
Thank you, have a great day!
Would you like fries with that?
Haha! Fake smile!
Big cheesy grin
No one likes
Always your fault
Never theirs
Customers always right!
Need a new job...
My brains closed up
To intellegance...
Hi, how may I help you!
Thank you, have a great day!
Would you like fries with that?
Haha! Fake smile!
Big cheesy grin
No one likes
Always your fault
Never theirs
Customers always right!
Need a new job...
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Counting
Washing the sweat off
with lukewarm water beating
Baptized in faint glory
The heat is a scold
I don't know what to do here
The cold is a blow
A nickle washes
Away any sins hidden
Church of redemption
Hearing the metal
Ringing out the paste water
Blessed by the one God
with lukewarm water beating
Baptized in faint glory
The heat is a scold
I don't know what to do here
The cold is a blow
A nickle washes
Away any sins hidden
Church of redemption
Hearing the metal
Ringing out the paste water
Blessed by the one God
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Nowadays
Now a days
It's socially accepted
For Alice
To go down
The hole
It's socially accepted
For Alice
To go down
The hole
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Jack of All
He stood in the front
Barrel under toes
Paint on his face
A magician I suppose
My blue dress wept
slapping the ground
A feathering neck
Minding small mounds
Our eyes locked
Before his slipped
under my arms
small wings clipped
My ominous lover
Pain staken wretch
For he was the she
I had met on the bench
Barrel under toes
Paint on his face
A magician I suppose
My blue dress wept
slapping the ground
A feathering neck
Minding small mounds
Our eyes locked
Before his slipped
under my arms
small wings clipped
My ominous lover
Pain staken wretch
For he was the she
I had met on the bench
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Mindblock
You love me
That's what you say
But you had never
Specified in what way
I thought you meant
That edge of betrayal
Soaking in the distance
The sun a baby star
In your out of porportion
Guidebook
I can't feel you anymore
Your ignorace
Your careless epiphany
I can't feel you anymore
That's what you say
But you had never
Specified in what way
I thought you meant
That edge of betrayal
Soaking in the distance
The sun a baby star
In your out of porportion
Guidebook
I can't feel you anymore
Your ignorace
Your careless epiphany
I can't feel you anymore
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Stroke
Simmering teapots
Water sweating
the rust
Railroad spikes
Hold
She holds the leaves
In the bags
Damning me
With the ticks
The clocks
burrowing in my skull
She says it's
an obsession
I say she's
No good, self important
I thought she loved
(me)
It was true
She does love
(her)
Ressurection
Baptism in vinegar
Apple juice wine
She took my heart,
stroked it down my spine.
Water sweating
the rust
Railroad spikes
Hold
She holds the leaves
In the bags
Damning me
With the ticks
The clocks
burrowing in my skull
She says it's
an obsession
I say she's
No good, self important
I thought she loved
(me)
It was true
She does love
(her)
Ressurection
Baptism in vinegar
Apple juice wine
She took my heart,
stroked it down my spine.
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