Submissions by Mikash (Michael Ash Sharbaugh)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I compose music and weave words -- primarily about sex, desire, and rejection. I am a hedonist with a big heart. I swim in emotion, and welcome 'feeling.'
Dearth
It’s sheer agony,
the dearth of Our loving stares—
lost without Your Lips.
the dearth of Our loving stares—
lost without Your Lips.
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"Lem'nade"
Lem’nade” on My lips,
I waft to You ev’ry word.
My mouth nips Your ear.
I waft to You ev’ry word.
My mouth nips Your ear.
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A Fix of You
No wedding bells sounding
as you storm into the room now
staining memories
Hate floats in the air
biting at my defenses
gaining intensity
I need another fix of you
but I’ve been clean for weeks now
it’s all or nothing
a friend has said to me
gotta get ya outta my system
Come … take me into your veins
embrace me like an open shore
Come … I am not afraid
take me like you had before
Lover tell me so truly
whisper in my ear now
your hollow honesty
Cos some say love is a drug
I say you are the...
as you storm into the room now
staining memories
Hate floats in the air
biting at my defenses
gaining intensity
I need another fix of you
but I’ve been clean for weeks now
it’s all or nothing
a friend has said to me
gotta get ya outta my system
Come … take me into your veins
embrace me like an open shore
Come … I am not afraid
take me like you had before
Lover tell me so truly
whisper in my ear now
your hollow honesty
Cos some say love is a drug
I say you are the...
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Aokigahara
I’m swingin’ in the trees
hanging here like a bunch of leaves
just swayin’ in the trees
cold and numb I do not grieve
I’m sleepin’ amidst the trees
took some pills just to relieve
just restin’ among the trees
day and night e’er interweave
[Aokigahara]
I flow into the trees
ran a knife just under my sleeve
I flow into the trees
may my blood colour next Fall’s leaves
so silent throughout the trees
I’ll enjoy the peace of my final eve
so quiet among the trees
as I meet eternity
[Aokigahara]
hanging here like a bunch of leaves
just swayin’ in the trees
cold and numb I do not grieve
I’m sleepin’ amidst the trees
took some pills just to relieve
just restin’ among the trees
day and night e’er interweave
[Aokigahara]
I flow into the trees
ran a knife just under my sleeve
I flow into the trees
may my blood colour next Fall’s leaves
so silent throughout the trees
I’ll enjoy the peace of my final eve
so quiet among the trees
as I meet eternity
[Aokigahara]
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Feather Finger
With feather finger and tassel tongue
I please You,
My Sweet and Precious Candy.
I taste You in My dreams.
Love You in reality.
Lick You; Like You.
Confection; affection.
(Erection.)
I please You,
My Sweet and Precious Candy.
I taste You in My dreams.
Love You in reality.
Lick You; Like You.
Confection; affection.
(Erection.)
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Divinity
awake!
my birth has come
a first-born flower in April’s soaking rains
winter (has passed)
accursed and numb
just one more hour and my blood would’ve surely drained
rejoined (at last)
a sacred sum
she adorns her bower to a sweet dharmic refrain
like the ancient cycles of a trinity
deem the woman divinity
I wait!
but night never ends
for it is her love to which I rise and fall
I say my prayers and my rosary
I deem the woman divinity
my birth has come
a first-born flower in April’s soaking rains
winter (has passed)
accursed and numb
just one more hour and my blood would’ve surely drained
rejoined (at last)
a sacred sum
she adorns her bower to a sweet dharmic refrain
like the ancient cycles of a trinity
deem the woman divinity
I wait!
but night never ends
for it is her love to which I rise and fall
I say my prayers and my rosary
I deem the woman divinity
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I Long for ...
I long for those moments
when your tongue flicks and frolics with mine,
when your teeth gently pinch my sucked and swollen lips,
when your breath blows warm steam
across my eager, froth’ed philtrum!
when your tongue flicks and frolics with mine,
when your teeth gently pinch my sucked and swollen lips,
when your breath blows warm steam
across my eager, froth’ed philtrum!
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My Unfathomable Phantom
My Unfathomable Phantom,
You float before Me,
carried by every flash of light that greets My teared and tired eyes.
Yet, do not despair,
for the sodden heft in My gaze belies that lightness in My step
and the hazy tickle of butterflies that graze like bewool’ed sheep along my bosom’s lining.
My Unfathomable Phantom,
You are dancing with Me,
despite the distance My predicament has put Us in,
for the hours and minutes are surely ticking by,
and shall carry Me to Your side,
to suck and to serve
Your quivering nerves.
Yes, My...
You float before Me,
carried by every flash of light that greets My teared and tired eyes.
Yet, do not despair,
for the sodden heft in My gaze belies that lightness in My step
and the hazy tickle of butterflies that graze like bewool’ed sheep along my bosom’s lining.
My Unfathomable Phantom,
You are dancing with Me,
despite the distance My predicament has put Us in,
for the hours and minutes are surely ticking by,
and shall carry Me to Your side,
to suck and to serve
Your quivering nerves.
Yes, My...
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I Can't Breathe (When She's Around)
her eyes are something
words can't describe
the scent of farewell
the bite in her lies
yet there's something precious
in the weight of her kiss
I can't breathe when she's around
gunsmoke in the air
when she arrives
a rose is a rose
but she is not a girl
I can't breathe when she's around
sparks and crimson
she stares as with a hex
in a moment she has blown away
the theory of the next
i can't breathe when she's around
if only her love could suffocate me like her britches do
then maybe we could...
words can't describe
the scent of farewell
the bite in her lies
yet there's something precious
in the weight of her kiss
I can't breathe when she's around
gunsmoke in the air
when she arrives
a rose is a rose
but she is not a girl
I can't breathe when she's around
sparks and crimson
she stares as with a hex
in a moment she has blown away
the theory of the next
i can't breathe when she's around
if only her love could suffocate me like her britches do
then maybe we could...
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Punch-Drunk
We nibble and kiss
Our lips’ wine-soaked succulence!
Us—punch-drunk in love!
Our lips’ wine-soaked succulence!
Us—punch-drunk in love!
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A Perfect Vintage
Under Our canopy
I can drink You in like wine.
A perfect vintage--You.
I can drink You in like wine.
A perfect vintage--You.
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Wasted Without You
these blue skies are tragic
these white and wispy clouds herald some unseen storm
without You, wasted--
these days of vivid beauty
these white and wispy clouds herald some unseen storm
without You, wasted--
these days of vivid beauty
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