Submissions by NotQuite
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Speaks in the tongue of the troubled.
5:40am watching the sun come up
falling through the universe while i fall for the stars in your eyes. take me to a world that only you can see and we can fall back, back to the sky. count the silhouettes of trees and measure the distance from your hand to mine.
when the sun comes up it casts a shadow between us and we're both so afraid of the dark. the sky grows light around us yet we remain only outlines for a while more. wind your fingers through the clouds and pull, push your thumbs into the stars until you burn up or they burn out.
blink and find the sun crawling back to the sky like a dying man to the...
when the sun comes up it casts a shadow between us and we're both so afraid of the dark. the sky grows light around us yet we remain only outlines for a while more. wind your fingers through the clouds and pull, push your thumbs into the stars until you burn up or they burn out.
blink and find the sun crawling back to the sky like a dying man to the...
#love
#loneliness
#confusion
#nostalgia
#bittersweet
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forced
i miss you
i miss what we never had
i miss wanting you to be mine
i miss hating when you didn't notice me
because i don't any more and somehow that's worse
the ache whenever i saw you was comforting
but now it's faded and i'm scared
i want the familiarity of that craving back
i'm trying to feel for you but i don't know if it's working
whenever i see you, i feel something i can't explain
something tries to spark, but doesn't quite make it
even writing this doesn't feel right
but fuck i just want to feel something
i...
i miss what we never had
i miss wanting you to be mine
i miss hating when you didn't notice me
because i don't any more and somehow that's worse
the ache whenever i saw you was comforting
but now it's faded and i'm scared
i want the familiarity of that craving back
i'm trying to feel for you but i don't know if it's working
whenever i see you, i feel something i can't explain
something tries to spark, but doesn't quite make it
even writing this doesn't feel right
but fuck i just want to feel something
i...
#regret
#loneliness
#frustration
#confusion
#emptiness
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faded lace and lacklustre skies
sweet routine of this delicate house
raindrops are falling on sugar coat smiles
teeth clink together like unused china plates
those ones in the cupboard that we're not allowed to touch
steam rises from coffee cup mornings
mourning the loss of me and you
who knows where we went
lost somewhere in small talk and contentedness
how was your day
good
the weather was nice today
yeah it was
anything exciting happen today
just the usual
it's getting late
goodnight
smiles traded over lace topped tables...
raindrops are falling on sugar coat smiles
teeth clink together like unused china plates
those ones in the cupboard that we're not allowed to touch
steam rises from coffee cup mornings
mourning the loss of me and you
who knows where we went
lost somewhere in small talk and contentedness
how was your day
good
the weather was nice today
yeah it was
anything exciting happen today
just the usual
it's getting late
goodnight
smiles traded over lace topped tables...
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this is contentedness, i guess
you know, i find it funny how people tend to associate depression with darkness and grey, and silence, and nothingness and in most cases i'm sure they're right but my head is always filled with, everything, with distant birdsong and bright, too bright, colours, a green field so vibrant, it is louder than my thoughts, the treeline with endless potential never to be explored. a comfortable escape where i sit and smile at the clouds, and by now, i greet suicidal thoughts like an old friend, with a handshake and a smile and small talk and suggestions back and forth of how to escape this monotony...
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temporary
jealously i watch you dance from temporary girl to temporary girl
they are wholesome, and perfect, and gone in a week but i guess that's what you want
and i want to offer you forever but i know, your forever is different to mine
when i admitted to you, the things i never thought i would say out loud
you didn't react like i thought, but i guess you didn't really react at all, did you
your tongue a scorpion's tail, your silence stung more than words ever could
i have felt myself evolving over the months- over the years -since i met you
from the...
they are wholesome, and perfect, and gone in a week but i guess that's what you want
and i want to offer you forever but i know, your forever is different to mine
when i admitted to you, the things i never thought i would say out loud
you didn't react like i thought, but i guess you didn't really react at all, did you
your tongue a scorpion's tail, your silence stung more than words ever could
i have felt myself evolving over the months- over the years -since i met you
from the...
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there's thunder outside and i dreamed of you again
i need to say all of this fast before grey turns into blue once again
because grey is not good for explaining and i feel it coming back so please
i write this as though it's to you though you will never read it
but you are the only person i feel motivated to explain to right now
when you kissed me and i asked myself if this was even real
all that day i was asking my friends
am i dreaming because i swear that would never happen
looking back now i was probably right
you smiled at me later that day you've never smiled at me like that...
because grey is not good for explaining and i feel it coming back so please
i write this as though it's to you though you will never read it
but you are the only person i feel motivated to explain to right now
when you kissed me and i asked myself if this was even real
all that day i was asking my friends
am i dreaming because i swear that would never happen
looking back now i was probably right
you smiled at me later that day you've never smiled at me like that...
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caution tape
my tongue must be made of caution tape
because when i open my mouth to speak
all anyone seems to hear is
danger, keep away, unstable
i am only interesting because i am confusing
and you either figure me out and run away or lose interest and walk away
say you'll leave it to the experts to decipher what happened
and the reason i can't explain the blood on my hands
and my lips
when you asked me last week why i never ate lunch
i almost told you that everything tastes like grey
instead i swallowed that sentence - all i had eaten...
because when i open my mouth to speak
all anyone seems to hear is
danger, keep away, unstable
i am only interesting because i am confusing
and you either figure me out and run away or lose interest and walk away
say you'll leave it to the experts to decipher what happened
and the reason i can't explain the blood on my hands
and my lips
when you asked me last week why i never ate lunch
i almost told you that everything tastes like grey
instead i swallowed that sentence - all i had eaten...
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running out of metaphors
only so many ways
to tell the same story
these lines hold together
a soul tearing at the seams
whispered fanciful words
drawn from a mind
with too much to feel
weave curses into flower crowns
wind together bandages
of pretentious metaphoric
use words you barely know the meaning of
so your verses make as much sense as your thoughts
alabaster walls inside of your mind
everything feels the same
anathema truth drips down the plaster
paint over it with excuses in sky shades of blue
to tell the same story
these lines hold together
a soul tearing at the seams
whispered fanciful words
drawn from a mind
with too much to feel
weave curses into flower crowns
wind together bandages
of pretentious metaphoric
use words you barely know the meaning of
so your verses make as much sense as your thoughts
alabaster walls inside of your mind
everything feels the same
anathema truth drips down the plaster
paint over it with excuses in sky shades of blue
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free kisses
always
we are told
a first kiss is something amazing
fireworks, sparks, magic
but too many times
it is only
something to choke the loneliness
smoke, ashes, reality
expectations
built and not met
hopes
held high then forgotten
but then
when time passes for too long
and leaves only a question
"what's wrong with me"
when no one makes us special
makes us feel wanted
we grow desperate
desperate to feel like we are normal
we forget it's meant to be special ...
we are told
a first kiss is something amazing
fireworks, sparks, magic
but too many times
it is only
something to choke the loneliness
smoke, ashes, reality
expectations
built and not met
hopes
held high then forgotten
but then
when time passes for too long
and leaves only a question
"what's wrong with me"
when no one makes us special
makes us feel wanted
we grow desperate
desperate to feel like we are normal
we forget it's meant to be special ...
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4 Comments
starlight
in the moonlight, expectations clung to skin
and lies sunk their jagged edges into a heart
made of hope and dripping with trust
leaving a wound that could not be hidden
by long sleeves and wristbands
in the light of dawn, glass mistakes lay empty
throats that whispered promises of forever
still ache with remnants of burning, bottled love
alcohol vows and poison hopes lay unmentioned
on the floor next to last nights discarded clothes
in the daylight, caffeine eyes avoided like traps
should blissful addiction take hold again ...
and lies sunk their jagged edges into a heart
made of hope and dripping with trust
leaving a wound that could not be hidden
by long sleeves and wristbands
in the light of dawn, glass mistakes lay empty
throats that whispered promises of forever
still ache with remnants of burning, bottled love
alcohol vows and poison hopes lay unmentioned
on the floor next to last nights discarded clothes
in the daylight, caffeine eyes avoided like traps
should blissful addiction take hold again ...
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gasoline
why do we romanticize pain
we paint portraits of heartbreak
like it is something beautiful
we sing songs of it
and write stories about it
and we make ourselves believe
that it is something beautiful
it is not beautiful
it is messy and confusing
we set fire to our bones
for people who will watch us burn
we cloud our souls in the smoke
so we cannot see how wrong it is
to break for somebody
who won't even try to fix you
i've heard breakups described
as "burning out too soon"
as though the love we...
we paint portraits of heartbreak
like it is something beautiful
we sing songs of it
and write stories about it
and we make ourselves believe
that it is something beautiful
it is not beautiful
it is messy and confusing
we set fire to our bones
for people who will watch us burn
we cloud our souls in the smoke
so we cannot see how wrong it is
to break for somebody
who won't even try to fix you
i've heard breakups described
as "burning out too soon"
as though the love we...
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2 Comments
in this heavy rain
you've made me into a cliche
i stand in this heavy rain
shivering but not with cold
and the tracks down my face are hot
a salt water downpour
all i can say when you leave me wordless
your eyes radiate coffee and amber sunlight
pushing back the words that drip from my soul
i am a rainstorm of emotions and honesty
you are a beautiful sunlit day
but the sun always sets and streetlights show the truth
you're a bad luck charm
and i still want you
i wish i didn't
i wish i had some semblance of control
but i...
i stand in this heavy rain
shivering but not with cold
and the tracks down my face are hot
a salt water downpour
all i can say when you leave me wordless
your eyes radiate coffee and amber sunlight
pushing back the words that drip from my soul
i am a rainstorm of emotions and honesty
you are a beautiful sunlit day
but the sun always sets and streetlights show the truth
you're a bad luck charm
and i still want you
i wish i didn't
i wish i had some semblance of control
but i...
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