Submissions by Kohai
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
I didn't realise how much I missed you
I'm hungover and my
Stomach is churning
While my head is throbbing
Though not from the vodka I continue consuming
So now I'm chain smoking
Poorly rolled cigarettes
Because it reminds me
of how you taste
And it helps my hands to stop shaking
While they're not intertwined
Or creating canyons down your back
While you deflower what you
Call my lotus
Or rather a cunt when you are
In the spirit of it
Stomach is churning
While my head is throbbing
Though not from the vodka I continue consuming
So now I'm chain smoking
Poorly rolled cigarettes
Because it reminds me
of how you taste
And it helps my hands to stop shaking
While they're not intertwined
Or creating canyons down your back
While you deflower what you
Call my lotus
Or rather a cunt when you are
In the spirit of it
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It's been a while.
Lone hairs lay across
The cotton desert where
Vultures hunt for the fading
Musk and skin cells
You carelessly left behind
The crater in the mound
Of feathers and thread
Cradles my head uncomfortably;
Ground zero to the meteor
That wiped out all life
When you left
The cotton desert where
Vultures hunt for the fading
Musk and skin cells
You carelessly left behind
The crater in the mound
Of feathers and thread
Cradles my head uncomfortably;
Ground zero to the meteor
That wiped out all life
When you left
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Seasonal passing.
We kissed away the Summer
Lips melting into one another
While sweat condensed down your back
That I ignored as my hands
Swam through the sea
Of skin and sheets
Our moans drowned out
The sound of the house
Expanding under the rising heat
As the air conditioning cooled our hides
And we pretended
That Autumn wasn't approaching
But it was and it did
Sweat dried and lips chapped
The trees in your front yard
Turned brown as I left, and
The city lost its luster
And we discovered
Our love was no evergreen
Lips melting into one another
While sweat condensed down your back
That I ignored as my hands
Swam through the sea
Of skin and sheets
Our moans drowned out
The sound of the house
Expanding under the rising heat
As the air conditioning cooled our hides
And we pretended
That Autumn wasn't approaching
But it was and it did
Sweat dried and lips chapped
The trees in your front yard
Turned brown as I left, and
The city lost its luster
And we discovered
Our love was no evergreen
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Association.
I'm craving the
Muscle spasms
Like bubbles of gas
Popping from under the surface
Of a chemical
And the way
You hair appeared to dance
In between my fingers
As they laid themselves
Under each strand
I've come to notice
How I only
Smoked weed with you
And never felt the need
Anywhere else
I guess
It came along
With being yours
It was as much
A part of your life
As literature
And myself
And I'm not sure why
I never saw
A problem with that
I guess I'm only
Craving it
Because...
Muscle spasms
Like bubbles of gas
Popping from under the surface
Of a chemical
And the way
You hair appeared to dance
In between my fingers
As they laid themselves
Under each strand
I've come to notice
How I only
Smoked weed with you
And never felt the need
Anywhere else
I guess
It came along
With being yours
It was as much
A part of your life
As literature
And myself
And I'm not sure why
I never saw
A problem with that
I guess I'm only
Craving it
Because...
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I see you in everything (even cigarette smoke at 5am)
My cigarette smoke curls
To form the twists of your name
And fades just as abruptly
As you did last night
Dissipating through waves of my breath
Mixed with the morning breeze
That accompanies me at 5am
On nights like these
When blood boils and
Irregulates my heartbeat
In panicked palpitations
Warning cardiac arrest
And rock faces crumble
And avalanches rage.
The world is no different now
To any others eye
But one of those
Hare Krishnas
You buy acid off
Will notice
To form the twists of your name
And fades just as abruptly
As you did last night
Dissipating through waves of my breath
Mixed with the morning breeze
That accompanies me at 5am
On nights like these
When blood boils and
Irregulates my heartbeat
In panicked palpitations
Warning cardiac arrest
And rock faces crumble
And avalanches rage.
The world is no different now
To any others eye
But one of those
Hare Krishnas
You buy acid off
Will notice
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Im sorry
This is more
Of a rant
Than anything
Else
And i'm sorry
For how
This ended
And I'm sorry
For breaking your heart
But mostly
I'm sorry
That you
Can't see
That I'm not
The only
One in
The wrong
Of a rant
Than anything
Else
And i'm sorry
For how
This ended
And I'm sorry
For breaking your heart
But mostly
I'm sorry
That you
Can't see
That I'm not
The only
One in
The wrong
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Not everyone dies in a hospital bed.
The beauty of
The fragility
Of your morality
Is being able to
Admire the moss speckled rock face
With stray flora
Squeezing through the cracks
In between to
Kiss the sunlight
And the chaotic order of
Large, square boulders
Amongst their small
And rounder
Counterparts
When at any moment
It could give way
And crush you
It makes me wonder
Just how many
Of the protruding weeds
Were grown
In the fertilizer of
Those who
Admired the rock face
Like me
The fragility
Of your morality
Is being able to
Admire the moss speckled rock face
With stray flora
Squeezing through the cracks
In between to
Kiss the sunlight
And the chaotic order of
Large, square boulders
Amongst their small
And rounder
Counterparts
When at any moment
It could give way
And crush you
It makes me wonder
Just how many
Of the protruding weeds
Were grown
In the fertilizer of
Those who
Admired the rock face
Like me
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Day 104
When I first left
I'd stay up late
Talking to you
And I woke up tired
No matter how
Much I slept
I shed a few layers
and lost a few pounds
And became
a version of
Myself that
Tolerated
More than
Lived
It's been
104 days
Since I left
And yes
I'm counting
And will
Even when we
Are living
Together
In our dream apartment
And have been
For some time
So I can remember
How long we
Survived
I'd stay up late
Talking to you
And I woke up tired
No matter how
Much I slept
I shed a few layers
and lost a few pounds
And became
a version of
Myself that
Tolerated
More than
Lived
It's been
104 days
Since I left
And yes
I'm counting
And will
Even when we
Are living
Together
In our dream apartment
And have been
For some time
So I can remember
How long we
Survived
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I honestly don't know what I'm doing with myself these days.
I have spent
The past three days
Creating an
Indented chalk outline
Of my bodies curvature
In the material of my
Mattress
To be honest
I've barely moved at all
Since you told me
You never wanted me
To speak to you again
The past three days
Creating an
Indented chalk outline
Of my bodies curvature
In the material of my
Mattress
To be honest
I've barely moved at all
Since you told me
You never wanted me
To speak to you again
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Seasons pass.
Last season's friends have left me
Or I left them, I'm not sure
Though I guess,
In the end
We all fall from each other
Like crepe paper leaves off Autumn trees
Or I left them, I'm not sure
Though I guess,
In the end
We all fall from each other
Like crepe paper leaves off Autumn trees
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I wouldn't have guess it was Summer.
It's 3:19am
Though it may as well be noon
And I've barely slept in days.
“Just one drink will help me sleep”
I say
As I finish my third
And I tell others,
“Oh it's been cold”
And that is not exactly a lie
The warmest Summer nights make me shiver
And the coolest stormy nights make me sweat
The earth has frozen over
And I caught
My reflection
In the ice puddles
On the side of the road
And saw the face of a girl
Whose life isn't where
She thought it would be a year ago
Though it's a bit
To take back
The sly...
Though it may as well be noon
And I've barely slept in days.
“Just one drink will help me sleep”
I say
As I finish my third
And I tell others,
“Oh it's been cold”
And that is not exactly a lie
The warmest Summer nights make me shiver
And the coolest stormy nights make me sweat
The earth has frozen over
And I caught
My reflection
In the ice puddles
On the side of the road
And saw the face of a girl
Whose life isn't where
She thought it would be a year ago
Though it's a bit
To take back
The sly...
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Go ahead
And tell your lover
To keep the car running,
Do me a favour
Don't lock the door
On your way out
I'd rather not hear
The familiar jingle
Of your keys
Hitting the bluebird chain
I gave you on
Our anniversary.
And tell your lover
To keep the car running,
Do me a favour
Don't lock the door
On your way out
I'd rather not hear
The familiar jingle
Of your keys
Hitting the bluebird chain
I gave you on
Our anniversary.
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