Submissions by Torque
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
A Half Broken Dream
Two thousand acres and I can not
escape your memory. I stand in
the doorway clutching a half broken
dream...I can't decide if I want to
go outside or back in.
Everything was simpler when I didn't
have to pretend that everything was
okay. These days are so long, but the
nights, the nights are a goddamn eternity.
Knowing the answer but not being able to stop
asking the same question over and
over again. I feel like my heart is just
about to burst and all I can think is,
just go ahead.
escape your memory. I stand in
the doorway clutching a half broken
dream...I can't decide if I want to
go outside or back in.
Everything was simpler when I didn't
have to pretend that everything was
okay. These days are so long, but the
nights, the nights are a goddamn eternity.
Knowing the answer but not being able to stop
asking the same question over and
over again. I feel like my heart is just
about to burst and all I can think is,
just go ahead.
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My Take on Love
Love is a fire that burns within my soul for someone special.
Love is what I feel when she looks into my eyes.
Love is taking the risk of getting hurt by the one you trust.
Love is loving her when she loves someone else.
Love is the soldier who walks the streets of a foreign land for his country and freedom.
Love is the fire fighters that went into the towers risking their own lives to save the innocent.
Love is a friend who will be your friend unconditionally.
Love is the warmth you feel when you look to the sky knowing that your...
Love is what I feel when she looks into my eyes.
Love is taking the risk of getting hurt by the one you trust.
Love is loving her when she loves someone else.
Love is the soldier who walks the streets of a foreign land for his country and freedom.
Love is the fire fighters that went into the towers risking their own lives to save the innocent.
Love is a friend who will be your friend unconditionally.
Love is the warmth you feel when you look to the sky knowing that your...
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he giveth....then he said "just kidding"
bird on a fence...dollar in the gutter...and you with your stupid smile.
i'm gathering momentum.…i'm trying to reach escape velocity.
where are you going?....to the east.
but you just came from there.…i know, i gotta start somewhere.
i'm gathering momentum.…i'm trying to reach escape velocity.
where are you going?....to the east.
but you just came from there.…i know, i gotta start somewhere.
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my heaven...
in my mind i can picture you driving,
me in the passanger seat.
looking out the window at the city,
listening to some old tunes on the radio.
its a sunny and hot afternoon in the valley,
the sun is beaming and we are sticking to the seat..
but the hell with it...its a perfect day.
i would look over at you every once in a while,
your hair caught in the wind, it cradles your face
as your sing behind your favorite scratched shades...
you would notice me looking and turn and smile...
yeah...that's my heaven.
me in the passanger seat.
looking out the window at the city,
listening to some old tunes on the radio.
its a sunny and hot afternoon in the valley,
the sun is beaming and we are sticking to the seat..
but the hell with it...its a perfect day.
i would look over at you every once in a while,
your hair caught in the wind, it cradles your face
as your sing behind your favorite scratched shades...
you would notice me looking and turn and smile...
yeah...that's my heaven.
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my biggest fear...
what about an image that cannot speak?
images that can't be seen?
maybe that's what things look like, but what's behind it...
what is closest to the heart?
how do you interpret what is impossible to see?
more blurring, more details, more destruction, more layers.
how do I bring you inside my head...
i spend a lot of time watching people live their lives.
self-expression should free me from this but i am drawn.
clearly they have a purpose, a will..where did it come from?
how...
images that can't be seen?
maybe that's what things look like, but what's behind it...
what is closest to the heart?
how do you interpret what is impossible to see?
more blurring, more details, more destruction, more layers.
how do I bring you inside my head...
i spend a lot of time watching people live their lives.
self-expression should free me from this but i am drawn.
clearly they have a purpose, a will..where did it come from?
how...
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your words...
I do not care where you live or what kind of car you drive.
I don’t care if your purse is expensive or that your
diamonds are real.
I don’t care how much money you make or who you know.
I only care about the words you say...
they are the only thing that truly matters...
the only thing I will remember you by.
I will not fall in love with your flesh and flash...
I only long to know the person within...
I will not fall in love with the places you have seen...
But I'm eager to know what stories you might share...
I don’t care if your purse is expensive or that your
diamonds are real.
I don’t care how much money you make or who you know.
I only care about the words you say...
they are the only thing that truly matters...
the only thing I will remember you by.
I will not fall in love with your flesh and flash...
I only long to know the person within...
I will not fall in love with the places you have seen...
But I'm eager to know what stories you might share...
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