Submissions by Nevermindthegaps
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Desire For The Right Recipe
scent of bread
drifts lazily
lined loaves sit cooling on the counter
I reach out
take one
rich crust cracks beneath my searching fingers
a light steam rises as the next batch
are slid into the oven
you tutt at my indiscretion
shaking your head with a knowing smirk
there's flour in your hair
a wisp of white
a small bead of sweat trickles down you brow
you absently wipe it away with the back of your hand
and I realise what its like
to break like bread
rise with steam and...
drifts lazily
lined loaves sit cooling on the counter
I reach out
take one
rich crust cracks beneath my searching fingers
a light steam rises as the next batch
are slid into the oven
you tutt at my indiscretion
shaking your head with a knowing smirk
there's flour in your hair
a wisp of white
a small bead of sweat trickles down you brow
you absently wipe it away with the back of your hand
and I realise what its like
to break like bread
rise with steam and...
#sensual
#temptation
#passion
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A Silent Prayer To A God Who Politely Excused himself From The Room
I lost the will to travel the world,
collecting scraps of lost wisdom from ramshackle ruins because I got a cheap run at the blackjack table.
Leaving the slides I’d have shown
as ghosts,
things in the past
where hindsight is 20/20
because the gamblers run is short lived...
you know what I mean though
investing in mythical thinking like goldman and sachs on a blue chip prospect
what if I was a fire that never went out, never budged an inch,
a hiss from the crack in the sunburnt sidewalk
mid summer, where every street corner is...
collecting scraps of lost wisdom from ramshackle ruins because I got a cheap run at the blackjack table.
Leaving the slides I’d have shown
as ghosts,
things in the past
where hindsight is 20/20
because the gamblers run is short lived...
you know what I mean though
investing in mythical thinking like goldman and sachs on a blue chip prospect
what if I was a fire that never went out, never budged an inch,
a hiss from the crack in the sunburnt sidewalk
mid summer, where every street corner is...
#shadows
#confusion
#tragedy
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Imbibing The Medicated State Of Mind
Should I believe in the morality of grey areas and nuanced reasons, or should I
tear it down in a fire of my own
cognitive dissonance?
let thoughts fight to the death on a
chess board that doesn't think
in black and white squares.
I ask alcohol what she thinks...
sit
Find revelry in
swilling problems around
manmade ice while
pouring my life into millimetres of glass.
the buzz in my brain speaks loud and incessant
“checkmate mother fucker,”
then, “look up,“
I stare at the ceiling
wonder if God knows I’m...
tear it down in a fire of my own
cognitive dissonance?
let thoughts fight to the death on a
chess board that doesn't think
in black and white squares.
I ask alcohol what she thinks...
sit
Find revelry in
swilling problems around
manmade ice while
pouring my life into millimetres of glass.
the buzz in my brain speaks loud and incessant
“checkmate mother fucker,”
then, “look up,“
I stare at the ceiling
wonder if God knows I’m...
#anger
#alcohol
#emptiness
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DU Poetry : Submissions by Nevermindthegaps