Submissions by Ambjr
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
been writin since I was a child…my writin is sloppy inconsistent raw and looks better on paper. but there’s deep love for the art there.
matchstick madness
I’m drawn to the things that burn
fingertips glidin along the edges of flame
testin how close I can get
how long I can hold on
before my skin starts to blister
I’ve traced my own fire down bodies
leavin trails of heat where I touch
each one a different kinda kindlin
all of them turnin to ash
while I burn never endin
maybe I've always craved destruction
the way it transforms…obliterates…purifies
hungry for that moment of combustion
for the silence that follows the explosion
for the power that flows thru my...
fingertips glidin along the edges of flame
testin how close I can get
how long I can hold on
before my skin starts to blister
I’ve traced my own fire down bodies
leavin trails of heat where I touch
each one a different kinda kindlin
all of them turnin to ash
while I burn never endin
maybe I've always craved destruction
the way it transforms…obliterates…purifies
hungry for that moment of combustion
for the silence that follows the explosion
for the power that flows thru my...
#StreamOfConsciousness
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temptation’s kiss
you press against my eager lips
bold and demandin
the way forbidden things always are
your burn flowin over my tongue
liquid smoke and honey
claimin me from the inside
taste of oak and sin
as you slide down my throat
markin me with your heat
my body respondin to your touch
a familiar ache spreadin thru me
as your warmth becomes mine
stumblin into your embrace
addicted to this blissful surrender
secret lover creatin and erasin pain
patient in your seduction
knowin I’ll always...
bold and demandin
the way forbidden things always are
your burn flowin over my tongue
liquid smoke and honey
claimin me from the inside
taste of oak and sin
as you slide down my throat
markin me with your heat
my body respondin to your touch
a familiar ache spreadin thru me
as your warmth becomes mine
stumblin into your embrace
addicted to this blissful surrender
secret lover creatin and erasin pain
patient in your seduction
knowin I’ll always...
#addiction
#alcohol
#lover
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the way it burns
I pace thru shadows like a caged animal
breath ragged with unspoken violence
kickin the poolside chairs with each pass
each collision a temporary relief
to what rages thru me
the monster tears at my insides
chained behind locked doors
growin stronger with each curse
that slips thru gritted teeth
threatenin to consume what remains of control
she comes to me
eyes studyin the war on my face
and the tremors in my hands
the monster visible under my paper thin mask
her hands find my chest
meetin my chaos...
breath ragged with unspoken violence
kickin the poolside chairs with each pass
each collision a temporary relief
to what rages thru me
the monster tears at my insides
chained behind locked doors
growin stronger with each curse
that slips thru gritted teeth
threatenin to consume what remains of control
she comes to me
eyes studyin the war on my face
and the tremors in my hands
the monster visible under my paper thin mask
her hands find my chest
meetin my chaos...
#anger
#erotic
#sex
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residual
I was told to start over
to begin again
as if all of these memories
could be washed away with time
but I have a past you can't avoid
one that breathes beneath my skin
like a second pulse
followin me thru doorways
that I thought were closed
there in every room I enter
to begin again
as if all of these memories
could be washed away with time
but I have a past you can't avoid
one that breathes beneath my skin
like a second pulse
followin me thru doorways
that I thought were closed
there in every room I enter
#addiction
#memories
#StreamOfConsciousness
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burnin vessel
mornin breaks thru the sky
and I fracture open alongside it
barriers dissolvin
faster than I can name them
my blood runs wildfire fast
consumin. spreadin
coursin thru veins too narrow
to contain the sudden surge
of impossible light
each heartbeat a thunderclap
boom boom boom
echoin against fragile ribs
tryin to contain this symphony of percussion
I splinter and fracture into prisms
everythin burnin with overwhelmin intensity
every feelin equally demandin
pullin all my molecules into different...
and I fracture open alongside it
barriers dissolvin
faster than I can name them
my blood runs wildfire fast
consumin. spreadin
coursin thru veins too narrow
to contain the sudden surge
of impossible light
each heartbeat a thunderclap
boom boom boom
echoin against fragile ribs
tryin to contain this symphony of percussion
I splinter and fracture into prisms
everythin burnin with overwhelmin intensity
every feelin equally demandin
pullin all my molecules into different...
#StreamOfConsciousness
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uncertainty of breath
I don’t know if this is surrender or rebellion
beneath the crushin silence
the body learns to survive on less
shallow breaths
half a life
a quiet rhythm of endurance
moments where my lungs
remember their full capacity
allowin air to rush in
where only shadows dwelled before
a sudden clarity
both gift and question
liftin the fog
revealin the bright reach of sunlight
a path to…what?
I’m not sure if this is surrender or rebellion
when the voids depths...
beneath the crushin silence
the body learns to survive on less
shallow breaths
half a life
a quiet rhythm of endurance
moments where my lungs
remember their full capacity
allowin air to rush in
where only shadows dwelled before
a sudden clarity
both gift and question
liftin the fog
revealin the bright reach of sunlight
a path to…what?
I’m not sure if this is surrender or rebellion
when the voids depths...
#StreamOfConsciousness
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mornin ramble
funeral day. it’s rainin. i love that for her. she hated the rain. “ruins my day.” as if her day was the universe’s problem. now she’s gettin soaked on her way outa this world. i really can’t help but find bit of poetry in all of that. but somedays i still find myself thinkin like a vindictive drunk. old habits. but this moment in my day isn’t bout her or not completely anyway. i went to bed early last night. slept whole four hours. we call that success round here. then i laid there with nietzsche pickin at my brain. weirdest shit always slips in when i’m not sleepin at 1am. amor fati. love...
#StreamOfConsciousness
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ode to mother
oh glorious matriarch
bearer of life
your legacy blooms like spring flowers
your nurturin hands
your sacrificial heart
how heaven’s eyes must roll
at your divine example
your generosity knew no bounds
so generous that you gave away your children
wrappin us tenderly in indifference
abandoned me to my father’s rage
then gifted my brother to me
creatin a family tradition
of handin over the unwanted
oh vessel of wisdom
overflowin fountain of care
your voice echoed when money was needed
your love a...
bearer of life
your legacy blooms like spring flowers
your nurturin hands
your sacrificial heart
how heaven’s eyes must roll
at your divine example
your generosity knew no bounds
so generous that you gave away your children
wrappin us tenderly in indifference
abandoned me to my father’s rage
then gifted my brother to me
creatin a family tradition
of handin over the unwanted
oh vessel of wisdom
overflowin fountain of care
your voice echoed when money was needed
your love a...
#death
#mother
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a toast to no one
the call came today
you’re dead
finally
the universe took its sweet time
over and over
I’ve tried rebuildin
what you burned down
with that lighter fluid smile
over and over
I’ve tried to wash out
all of your venom
that pulses thru my veins
they’ll want me to weep
to forgive you
to speak of loss and motherly love
but what is there it mourn
when nothin I ever had has died?
the actress takes her final bow
no fuckin encore
those invisible strings
that you pulled so well ...
you’re dead
finally
the universe took its sweet time
over and over
I’ve tried rebuildin
what you burned down
with that lighter fluid smile
over and over
I’ve tried to wash out
all of your venom
that pulses thru my veins
they’ll want me to weep
to forgive you
to speak of loss and motherly love
but what is there it mourn
when nothin I ever had has died?
the actress takes her final bow
no fuckin encore
those invisible strings
that you pulled so well ...
#anger
#death
#mother
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awake
I don’t sleep much these days
nightmares wait patiently
crouched in the corners of sleep
where I’m small again
beneath thunderous rage
cowerin from the shadow
that swallows everythin I am
I wake chokin on panic
that I’ve spent years swallowin down
heart thrashin in my chest
as terror outlasts my dreams
I don’t sleep much these days
music arrivin without warnin
midnight melodies spinnin circles in my mind
fingers twitch tied to strings
ivory key puppeteer beckonin me
down the...
nightmares wait patiently
crouched in the corners of sleep
where I’m small again
beneath thunderous rage
cowerin from the shadow
that swallows everythin I am
I wake chokin on panic
that I’ve spent years swallowin down
heart thrashin in my chest
as terror outlasts my dreams
I don’t sleep much these days
music arrivin without warnin
midnight melodies spinnin circles in my mind
fingers twitch tied to strings
ivory key puppeteer beckonin me
down the...
#StreamOfConsciousness
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owned

#dirty
#lover
#lust
#sex
#temptation
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mind your business
don’t try to fix me
look closer instead
at how these fractures catch light
in ways you can’t understand
transformin what you call brokenness
into somethin savage and luminous
I've watched your fingers
hover above my splintered edges
itchin to press them back together
as if I were shattered glass
waitin for your gentle restoration
who the hell told you I needed savin?
who gave you fuckin permission
to name what pulses thru my veins
to try to tame what rages in my mind?
your presence often...
look closer instead
at how these fractures catch light
in ways you can’t understand
transformin what you call brokenness
into somethin savage and luminous
I've watched your fingers
hover above my splintered edges
itchin to press them back together
as if I were shattered glass
waitin for your gentle restoration
who the hell told you I needed savin?
who gave you fuckin permission
to name what pulses thru my veins
to try to tame what rages in my mind?
your presence often...
#anger
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