Submissions by Styxian
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Don't take for granted that Cupid's arrow is a goddamn arrow...
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Apr 2023 2:33am
17th Apr 2023 2:33am
cave man
(sensory overload)
I'm not fucked up
The world is
I just try to not step
in its shit too much
It may not look like it
but my head is ten feet
by ten feet
And it's usually overcrowded
So I try
to sneeze it out
Cough it out
Shit it out
Anything
I'm always staring out
the entrance of this cave
It takes a lot out of me
just to squeeze both eyes out
of the hole
I pull my hair back
because it gets snagged on buildings
and in crowds
And too much closeness ...
I'm not fucked up
The world is
I just try to not step
in its shit too much
It may not look like it
but my head is ten feet
by ten feet
And it's usually overcrowded
So I try
to sneeze it out
Cough it out
Shit it out
Anything
I'm always staring out
the entrance of this cave
It takes a lot out of me
just to squeeze both eyes out
of the hole
I pull my hair back
because it gets snagged on buildings
and in crowds
And too much closeness ...
#misunderstood
618 reads
22 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Apr 2023 2:42pm
15th Apr 2023 2:42pm
Speckled Sky
As you are, now; All the stars
in my evening sky, before they wane.
One day, when that of you is gone,
so too, will leave my sight.
Time will temper our losses, together,
two granules of sand a day.
And staring through the opaque
of the emptying hourglass,
it will be with benefit
of more light upon us.
The abrasives of sand
will leave us be.
We won't be as smooth, perhaps,
yet neither will our hands.
Thus I will find you
by our movements.
Needing no eyes, to see you.
I will...
in my evening sky, before they wane.
One day, when that of you is gone,
so too, will leave my sight.
Time will temper our losses, together,
two granules of sand a day.
And staring through the opaque
of the emptying hourglass,
it will be with benefit
of more light upon us.
The abrasives of sand
will leave us be.
We won't be as smooth, perhaps,
yet neither will our hands.
Thus I will find you
by our movements.
Needing no eyes, to see you.
I will...
#happiness
#emotions
469 reads
21 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Apr 2023 1:37pm
8th Apr 2023 1:37pm
God Doesn't Take The Bones
Of course Lele would do her suicide cleanly.
That was the German in her taking over.
Not the Irish' destruction; Break as much
as possible and get blood on everything.
They'll remember that!
No, she took a tiny army of little pills
and swallowed them as she walked out
on the rainiest day, across the wow-
greenest field she'd ever seen.
She took a nap, smiling as she fell asleep,
waiting for God to do that god-thing.
Where the ugly clouds part and a soft golden hand
lowers from a white cloud-door, ...
That was the German in her taking over.
Not the Irish' destruction; Break as much
as possible and get blood on everything.
They'll remember that!
No, she took a tiny army of little pills
and swallowed them as she walked out
on the rainiest day, across the wow-
greenest field she'd ever seen.
She took a nap, smiling as she fell asleep,
waiting for God to do that god-thing.
Where the ugly clouds part and a soft golden hand
lowers from a white cloud-door, ...
#bittersweet
641 reads
42 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2023 2:21pm
2nd Apr 2023 2:21pm
Palm Full Of Jade
Our goodbye will be as a bending stem
Your body, your flower, will close
The aftershocks will be down
to the trembling of wind chimes
No matter how lightly
I walk off my departure
The wooden porch, floor worn
by the scuffling of my old boots
The stain removed by the bleaching
in a path, of my many exits
And by our times greeting each other
at the steps, rushing the entrance
When our eagerness
would split your thighs
...
Your body, your flower, will close
The aftershocks will be down
to the trembling of wind chimes
No matter how lightly
I walk off my departure
The wooden porch, floor worn
by the scuffling of my old boots
The stain removed by the bleaching
in a path, of my many exits
And by our times greeting each other
at the steps, rushing the entrance
When our eagerness
would split your thighs
...
#bittersweet
645 reads
35 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Mar 2023 2:30pm
26th Mar 2023 2:30pm
Just The Edges
I thought I heard you say
I love you.
Startled me, like a minor car crash.
Enough to alter time, for a long moment.
Changing the parameters
of this evening.
I'm pretty sure I heard you.
So my sticks and stones alerted,
to build up the guard around me.
I thought we had agreed
that word was off limits.
Maybe we hadn't made a pact
not to say it.
But that night, months ago
when we were trading rules,
it was one of them brought up.
Heads nodded, and we got past it,
to the next agreement of ...
I love you.
Startled me, like a minor car crash.
Enough to alter time, for a long moment.
Changing the parameters
of this evening.
I'm pretty sure I heard you.
So my sticks and stones alerted,
to build up the guard around me.
I thought we had agreed
that word was off limits.
Maybe we hadn't made a pact
not to say it.
But that night, months ago
when we were trading rules,
it was one of them brought up.
Heads nodded, and we got past it,
to the next agreement of ...
#disappointment
#denial
543 reads
24 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Mar 2023 00:01am
24th Mar 2023 00:01am
Good As Gold
What's good;
The contours of your face,
curving into the palm of my hand.
How my hands have never been so steady.
How your hands, fanned out,
taking my body into them.
How your eyes; The comfort
of a dusky jungle in Autumn.
As a resting lioness, sated,
but never powerless.
Those eyes that welcome me,
into your wild.
How your voice; That whispered rasp,
lulling me inside you.
Undressing the cautions from me.
Guiding me towards bravery.
How, after our naked rapture, we lay,
letting the...
The contours of your face,
curving into the palm of my hand.
How my hands have never been so steady.
How your hands, fanned out,
taking my body into them.
How your eyes; The comfort
of a dusky jungle in Autumn.
As a resting lioness, sated,
but never powerless.
Those eyes that welcome me,
into your wild.
How your voice; That whispered rasp,
lulling me inside you.
Undressing the cautions from me.
Guiding me towards bravery.
How, after our naked rapture, we lay,
letting the...
#happiness
515 reads
18 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Mar 2023 4:19pm
19th Mar 2023 4:19pm
Last Writes
This is not to you.
Not about how you left disjointed,
same as the way you arrived.
Not about those nights
that I had tried to rub it out for you.
How you came to me, pre-pained,
looking for a home remedy.
And all I could say was
I can try.
Not about those couple of dreams
that you left on my bed.
I couldn't just throw them away.
So I spent last night
with them under my head.
They were softer than I expected.
Yet I'm not used to that,
same as you.
I woke up with the fact
that you hadn't...
Not about how you left disjointed,
same as the way you arrived.
Not about those nights
that I had tried to rub it out for you.
How you came to me, pre-pained,
looking for a home remedy.
And all I could say was
I can try.
Not about those couple of dreams
that you left on my bed.
I couldn't just throw them away.
So I spent last night
with them under my head.
They were softer than I expected.
Yet I'm not used to that,
same as you.
I woke up with the fact
that you hadn't...
#regret
#confusion
448 reads
16 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Mar 2023 11:36am
18th Mar 2023 11:36am
Blue, Bird
(The Blue Bird)
Kittens do not like rain.
It's not warm-wet
Like their mother's tongue.
So do not make me wait
Under your barely a porch-roof
For long.
Haste yourself home.
I've brought your coat back.
It's my salvation still
As then.
'Tho it's a sad animal hide
Soaked in gray sky-blood
As cold as death.
But I watched a blue bird
Brave the elements
Thrown ahead of it.
Sorcery; the skies brewed
Angry, for clouds have no arms
Nor legs.
Only jealous breath.
...
Kittens do not like rain.
It's not warm-wet
Like their mother's tongue.
So do not make me wait
Under your barely a porch-roof
For long.
Haste yourself home.
I've brought your coat back.
It's my salvation still
As then.
'Tho it's a sad animal hide
Soaked in gray sky-blood
As cold as death.
But I watched a blue bird
Brave the elements
Thrown ahead of it.
Sorcery; the skies brewed
Angry, for clouds have no arms
Nor legs.
Only jealous breath.
...
#happiness
#hope
#courage
465 reads
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Mar 2023 00:22am
16th Mar 2023 00:22am
Just The Tip
(Ten thousand times)
_______________________
"We should talk about this"
"We've talked enough. It's time to heal"
"How?"
"I have an idea"
...
"Paring knives? You're stabbing me?"
"Not exactly. You get one"
"A knife fight?"
"No. We're going to stick each other with just the tips. See who
flinches the worst. Sit down...
_______________________
"We should talk about this"
"We've talked enough. It's time to heal"
"How?"
"I have an idea"
...
"Paring knives? You're stabbing me?"
"Not exactly. You get one"
"A knife fight?"
"No. We're going to stick each other with just the tips. See who
flinches the worst. Sit down...
#heartbroken
#breakup
#escape
608 reads
20 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Mar 2023 1:56am
13th Mar 2023 1:56am
Made It To Thursday
No, Elaine.
You can't come in the bathroom.
I've soiled myself.
I told you last year
that you'd never see me like this.
Please, go on to bed
while I clean myself up.
I will then go rest on the couch
and see you in the morning.
The coffee will wake me up.
I promise.
Think of it as practice.
Probably soon,
you'll be sleeping alone for good.
Remember last Friday,
we thought I was a goner.
And the boys came over
when you called them.
I heard y'all, as I woke up.
I love you...
You can't come in the bathroom.
I've soiled myself.
I told you last year
that you'd never see me like this.
Please, go on to bed
while I clean myself up.
I will then go rest on the couch
and see you in the morning.
The coffee will wake me up.
I promise.
Think of it as practice.
Probably soon,
you'll be sleeping alone for good.
Remember last Friday,
we thought I was a goner.
And the boys came over
when you called them.
I heard y'all, as I woke up.
I love you...
#sadness
#death
#aging
467 reads
21 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Mar 2023 2:31am
9th Mar 2023 2:31am
The First Last Days
Those sad smiles under your eyes are turning purple.
I hit you with so much I guess.
Three days, is it?
The cat came to the bedroom door again, just looked at me
with some pissy face, and walked away.
You're not expended yet. Still trying;
Opening a smile so unlike the fooling eyes.
Your nose is santa red. You were up all night again
delivering me gifts.
Me, the poor child crying over have nots
and losses of what's left.
My tears were leftovers, like a receipt coming late,
from a horrible debt paid with life parts; ...
I hit you with so much I guess.
Three days, is it?
The cat came to the bedroom door again, just looked at me
with some pissy face, and walked away.
You're not expended yet. Still trying;
Opening a smile so unlike the fooling eyes.
Your nose is santa red. You were up all night again
delivering me gifts.
Me, the poor child crying over have nots
and losses of what's left.
My tears were leftovers, like a receipt coming late,
from a horrible debt paid with life parts; ...
#grief
#death
477 reads
19 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
28th Feb 2023 5:02am
28th Feb 2023 5:02am
Rural Springs, Florida
#LifeStruggles
#confusion
350 reads
26 Comments
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