Submissions by _shadoe_ (katyusha)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction poet? not so much... but i do a fantastic robot bunny impression
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th May 2020 3:38pm
30th May 2020 3:38pm
tuck your self-pity, you pussy arsed c**t
my apologies in advance, i'm usually super nice until someone presses the cunt button
and then I'm a thundering twatosaurus
I'm so angry, you could boil a fucking egg in my arse}
{iii}
my father loved me too much, it is known
{GOT fans, need to echo that like a dothraki, please
or my being clever is just lost}
mother didn't love me enough to open her eyes, it is known
& so...
... i grew the fuck up and became a functioning human being
who owns up to her shit because excuses
for perpetuating the cycle only go so far
...
and then I'm a thundering twatosaurus
I'm so angry, you could boil a fucking egg in my arse}
{iii}
my father loved me too much, it is known
{GOT fans, need to echo that like a dothraki, please
or my being clever is just lost}
mother didn't love me enough to open her eyes, it is known
& so...
... i grew the fuck up and became a functioning human being
who owns up to her shit because excuses
for perpetuating the cycle only go so far
...
#anger
76 reads
9 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th May 2020 8:29pm
27th May 2020 8:29pm
ignore this... i'm half past drunk {&} you're confusing me just a little more than i should allow ~
iv}
flirting with gash'd lashes
{maybe
just a little
once
briefly}
an embryo in the disect'd belly ov a pomegranate
seed'd as i was by you in that moment
{iii}
tissue paper memoria circle the drain in my bath full
ov cocaine & kerosene_
i clean my whoring wounds with disolving love letters
& it matters not that words disperse in anemone tendrils
ov curiosity
{ii}
lick the crisis from my lips,
i have all my buttons pretzel'd
{i}
there is a part ov me,
all...
flirting with gash'd lashes
{maybe
just a little
once
briefly}
an embryo in the disect'd belly ov a pomegranate
seed'd as i was by you in that moment
{iii}
tissue paper memoria circle the drain in my bath full
ov cocaine & kerosene_
i clean my whoring wounds with disolving love letters
& it matters not that words disperse in anemone tendrils
ov curiosity
{ii}
lick the crisis from my lips,
i have all my buttons pretzel'd
{i}
there is a part ov me,
all...
#confessional
77 reads
7 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th May 2020 9:59pm
10th May 2020 9:59pm
he, the aether ~ {vi}
iv]
the sounds ov us are decoupag'd, press'd between the walls
like last winter's azaleas
i often summon from the scrapbook ov my
pentagram'd cunt
from the back ov my eyes where we lie dirty & graffiti'd,
the back alley ov love stories; perfum'd with piss & red wine
spilling from my navel
[iii]
too long chas'e, hound'd thru the count ov threads
my arse decor'd by vintage stamps. i have paid your postage
in fitt'd she's, the fingers ov my madness digress
carve anew path, fold a questioning...
the sounds ov us are decoupag'd, press'd between the walls
like last winter's azaleas
i often summon from the scrapbook ov my
pentagram'd cunt
from the back ov my eyes where we lie dirty & graffiti'd,
the back alley ov love stories; perfum'd with piss & red wine
spilling from my navel
[iii]
too long chas'e, hound'd thru the count ov threads
my arse decor'd by vintage stamps. i have paid your postage
in fitt'd she's, the fingers ov my madness digress
carve anew path, fold a questioning...
#confessional
122 reads
7 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Apr 2020 1:01pm
16th Apr 2020 1:01pm
NaPoWriMo 2020 {poems 16-30} ~ miscellany, minutiae, etceteras
16/30
la vie de bohéme ~ {xii}
i remember, fondly
the wrinkl'd softness ov
viktoriya's hands
lin'd with yenta-wisdom
when she first press'd
styrofoam into
my youth; instilling
frozen nostalgia
which lingers still
in the teaspoon
{sweet peppermint
{&} bitter chocolate} ...
la vie de bohéme ~ {xii}
i remember, fondly
the wrinkl'd softness ov
viktoriya's hands
lin'd with yenta-wisdom
when she first press'd
styrofoam into
my youth; instilling
frozen nostalgia
which lingers still
in the teaspoon
{sweet peppermint
{&} bitter chocolate} ...
#NaPoWriMo2020
199 reads
12 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Apr 2020 11:12am
1st Apr 2020 11:12am
NaPoWriMo 2020 {poems 1-15} ~ miscellany, minutiae, etceteras
foreword:
well... fuuuuuuuuck ltm
there's sort of a theme, i think...
... maybe it's more like a half-cock'd idea
oh, tiny gods ___
i have no idea what i'm doing
apart from sticking random words, profanity & some sacrilege together
with even more random punctuation
& copious amounts ov wine
& hoping someone thinks i'm a fecking genius:-
😱 ...
well... fuuuuuuuuck ltm
there's sort of a theme, i think...
... maybe it's more like a half-cock'd idea
oh, tiny gods ___
i have no idea what i'm doing
apart from sticking random words, profanity & some sacrilege together
with even more random punctuation
& copious amounts ov wine
& hoping someone thinks i'm a fecking genius:-
😱 ...
#NaPoWriMo2020
232 reads
15 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Mar 2020 10:43pm
27th Mar 2020 10:43pm
autumnal miscellany {&} minutiae i ~ i think this was meant to be erotica but it's f**k'd now
iii} i think i know where this is going but can never be sure;
i am just a conduit, adrift in half form'd thoughts_ buri'd with the bones ov words & trying to exhale flesh...
mayhap you might show me where it all leads:
mir'd in this schism ov uninspir'd, artless breath
whistling thru the skeletal structures/strictures from which i
have swung
by the noose ov my arteries_ a bleeding mass ov heart {&} cunt
suffocating in the grip
ov everything i pretend not to feel
{ii} at my exhumation, when i am wrapped warm in the tatters ov...
i am just a conduit, adrift in half form'd thoughts_ buri'd with the bones ov words & trying to exhale flesh...
mayhap you might show me where it all leads:
mir'd in this schism ov uninspir'd, artless breath
whistling thru the skeletal structures/strictures from which i
have swung
by the noose ov my arteries_ a bleeding mass ov heart {&} cunt
suffocating in the grip
ov everything i pretend not to feel
{ii} at my exhumation, when i am wrapped warm in the tatters ov...
#confessional
186 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Mar 2020 6:25pm
26th Mar 2020 6:25pm
just testing my pen
iii}
press'd twixt cheek & tongue, two syllables
hammer'd into soft tissue
an orchid-sweet confession ov bone [&] sinew
rasping pores, the glide ov saline pearls
in the slivers where light pools & is swallow'd as hills fall
surge in angst
collapse as spun glass paroxysms
{ii}
the violent storm ov pupil inhaling iris_ devouring lash & skin
unbuttoning ribs
until my faberge heart shatters, needles my insides
your fingertips
that breathless space between my nothingness
& the warmth ov your...
press'd twixt cheek & tongue, two syllables
hammer'd into soft tissue
an orchid-sweet confession ov bone [&] sinew
rasping pores, the glide ov saline pearls
in the slivers where light pools & is swallow'd as hills fall
surge in angst
collapse as spun glass paroxysms
{ii}
the violent storm ov pupil inhaling iris_ devouring lash & skin
unbuttoning ribs
until my faberge heart shatters, needles my insides
your fingertips
that breathless space between my nothingness
& the warmth ov your...
#confessional
144 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Jan 2020 10:57pm
30th Jan 2020 10:57pm
stain'd glass city iii
iii}
every red from 100 to oh shit
somewhere where the land is flat & dead
fire ripe
& scatter'd limbs, accusatory fingertip missiles point east;
eyes up
mouth downturn'd
a private storm in skulls crack'd like sun-warm asphalt: -
tinder
husks ov uproot'd saplings
wrapp'd in the white arms ov polyester vampires
sponging the sidewalk with shread'd tongues to stall the wilt
{ii}
belch'd from the snarling beast, fed to bursting with eucalyptus & iron
& the pollock-esque...
every red from 100 to oh shit
somewhere where the land is flat & dead
fire ripe
& scatter'd limbs, accusatory fingertip missiles point east;
eyes up
mouth downturn'd
a private storm in skulls crack'd like sun-warm asphalt: -
tinder
husks ov uproot'd saplings
wrapp'd in the white arms ov polyester vampires
sponging the sidewalk with shread'd tongues to stall the wilt
{ii}
belch'd from the snarling beast, fed to bursting with eucalyptus & iron
& the pollock-esque...
#dark
191 reads
14 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Jan 2020 9:17am
28th Jan 2020 9:17am
into my loneliness comes iv ~ in the name ov god
iii}
herewith further information in respect ov my enduring obsession
with your dark sunlight,
how it sews winter into my skin...
bites ov frost
... splitting my breast to the bone___
if only i could peel away blacken'd tissue,
bare the pulse ov my vital organs when your scream
fingers the wound
{ii}
in the shadow ov ley lines, a corrod'd artery in which i
lie
waiting with my heart in my throat, a pincushion for anticipatory breaths_ ragg'd aums
filling the firmament
with scal'd...
herewith further information in respect ov my enduring obsession
with your dark sunlight,
how it sews winter into my skin...
bites ov frost
... splitting my breast to the bone___
if only i could peel away blacken'd tissue,
bare the pulse ov my vital organs when your scream
fingers the wound
{ii}
in the shadow ov ley lines, a corrod'd artery in which i
lie
waiting with my heart in my throat, a pincushion for anticipatory breaths_ ragg'd aums
filling the firmament
with scal'd...
#confessional
151 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2020 10:40pm
23rd Jan 2020 10:40pm
duet ii ~ into my loneliness comes iv
iii]
{//dear butcher: i brought a doll to a knife fight... you were beautiful in the half-light... that straight razor sharp in your throat... i swallow//}
there was so much i want'd to say in the aftermath, tho i've been told_
what does it matter..
... i want'd to eat the chords pressing against your skin,
d'vour notes pouring from your tongue
as tho your mix'd signals were permission
to confess it's you i lure up the staircase each morning
like a veil'd siren.
first door to your left.
[ii]
{//it burns......
{//dear butcher: i brought a doll to a knife fight... you were beautiful in the half-light... that straight razor sharp in your throat... i swallow//}
there was so much i want'd to say in the aftermath, tho i've been told_
what does it matter..
... i want'd to eat the chords pressing against your skin,
d'vour notes pouring from your tongue
as tho your mix'd signals were permission
to confess it's you i lure up the staircase each morning
like a veil'd siren.
first door to your left.
[ii]
{//it burns......
#confessional
183 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Jan 2020 12:44pm
18th Jan 2020 12:44pm
into my loneliness comes iii
iii] [//the street lamp outside my window cried tears ov blood... make hajj... tirtha... trek ... go fucking walkabout... say a hail mary... will you share my bed now?//] :
edges fold in on themselves to reveal
the unevenness ov our shar'd design; my tongue-damp origami lines
tearing at their crease
wine stain'd with regret, mayhap a minuscule amount
ov jealousy
braid'd into the long hair ov your pretty lovers-
ah, that's resentment
& far more complicated than i care to examine here
'haps some other time, when i am less sober... ...
edges fold in on themselves to reveal
the unevenness ov our shar'd design; my tongue-damp origami lines
tearing at their crease
wine stain'd with regret, mayhap a minuscule amount
ov jealousy
braid'd into the long hair ov your pretty lovers-
ah, that's resentment
& far more complicated than i care to examine here
'haps some other time, when i am less sober... ...
#confessional
176 reads
12 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Jan 2020 1:38pm
12th Jan 2020 1:38pm
snuff ~ for satan's sake, motherf**ker
#lust
#heartbroken
#confessional
270 reads
5 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by _shadoe_ (katyusha)
