Submissions by Darcy
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
jealousy
refracted
pieces of
60 watt light
arrange
better compositions
on the carpet
than i can manage
in
times new roman.
pieces of
60 watt light
arrange
better compositions
on the carpet
than i can manage
in
times new roman.
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In Passing
Sometimes, when I'm driving in the dark
the horizon glitters with so many stars
it feels like I'm trapped inside a giant snow globe
Sometimes, when you're not looking
I steal glances at your mouth
and imagine the sugar rush of
tasting your lips
Sometimes, when it all gets too much
I hold out til morning
cuddling 70 proof
Sometimes, when the rain lands
a few drops at a time
I wonder if He's disappointed
(or maybe it's just me who's a tad
overly-emotional)
Sometimes, when a...
the horizon glitters with so many stars
it feels like I'm trapped inside a giant snow globe
Sometimes, when you're not looking
I steal glances at your mouth
and imagine the sugar rush of
tasting your lips
Sometimes, when it all gets too much
I hold out til morning
cuddling 70 proof
Sometimes, when the rain lands
a few drops at a time
I wonder if He's disappointed
(or maybe it's just me who's a tad
overly-emotional)
Sometimes, when a...
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Post-It Notes
I. Sit quietly and pretend your words of flattery
Were simply out of earshot,
Didn't make my too-easily-involved heart
Do the 100 yard dash,
For the sake of preserving
My sanity.
II. Maybe tonight when it's quiet,
And I've put away
The culminated public alternate,
I'll allow an
Overyly-emotional tear
To sum up
What lies inside
The cold, socially stunted girl
You've come to expect.
III. By the way,
She's really A-Number 1.
Were simply out of earshot,
Didn't make my too-easily-involved heart
Do the 100 yard dash,
For the sake of preserving
My sanity.
II. Maybe tonight when it's quiet,
And I've put away
The culminated public alternate,
I'll allow an
Overyly-emotional tear
To sum up
What lies inside
The cold, socially stunted girl
You've come to expect.
III. By the way,
She's really A-Number 1.
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Ode to Beta
Lazy summer afternoons
Spent on the couch with a book,
Or the porch,
Or really anywhere
You could lay your head on my lap
So I could play with your hair
Talked about ice cubes
And margarita mix
And a kiddie pool
Lined with salt
While the fan
Hardly made a dent
In the hot, thick air
Windows open in the evening
(except for the rusted, painted over one)
The candle that smelled like
Freshly baked cookies
Sat on the coffee table
Pretended the kool-aid
Was...
Spent on the couch with a book,
Or the porch,
Or really anywhere
You could lay your head on my lap
So I could play with your hair
Talked about ice cubes
And margarita mix
And a kiddie pool
Lined with salt
While the fan
Hardly made a dent
In the hot, thick air
Windows open in the evening
(except for the rusted, painted over one)
The candle that smelled like
Freshly baked cookies
Sat on the coffee table
Pretended the kool-aid
Was...
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Skitter
Sometime after
The screaming died down
I found myself
Still in bed
Staring at the ceiling;
Thumb idly
flicking the cauterizer.
Really, should be up by now
But the designs
of shadowplay
On textured plaster
Can keep a simple mind
Distracted
For days.
The screaming died down
I found myself
Still in bed
Staring at the ceiling;
Thumb idly
flicking the cauterizer.
Really, should be up by now
But the designs
of shadowplay
On textured plaster
Can keep a simple mind
Distracted
For days.
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Late Night Musings
Well used
Silver zippo
Constant companion
Damn near
Only friend
Blessed carcinogens
Swirl thoughts
Stunt feelings
Shorten life
Make clear
I'm here
You're not
This rate
I'll be
Joining you
Soon, though
Should really
Stop smoking.
Silver zippo
Constant companion
Damn near
Only friend
Blessed carcinogens
Swirl thoughts
Stunt feelings
Shorten life
Make clear
I'm here
You're not
This rate
I'll be
Joining you
Soon, though
Should really
Stop smoking.
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Elicit
It was in the way
Your passion leaked through
Spilling out unabashedly
Melding with skill
And all I could think about was dancing
To your rhythms
And being apart of your
Ins and outs
To feel your cogs
And know your mechanisms
By heart
Something purely
Undeniable
That persists and nags
Til I ache
In my bones
In my toes
In my teeth
From clenching so hard
On a bleeding lip
A willing participant
To a whim or a...
Your passion leaked through
Spilling out unabashedly
Melding with skill
And all I could think about was dancing
To your rhythms
And being apart of your
Ins and outs
To feel your cogs
And know your mechanisms
By heart
Something purely
Undeniable
That persists and nags
Til I ache
In my bones
In my toes
In my teeth
From clenching so hard
On a bleeding lip
A willing participant
To a whim or a...
1088 reads
6 Comments
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