Submissions by _shadoe_ (yiyi)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
poet? not so much... but i do a fantastic robot bunny impression
there's a beauty spot on my spine ~ {study it as i walk away}
iii}
i do not want you
in my bed
nor memories
of your
bitten-to-the-quick-nails
folded into
creased sheets
still warm from
the impressions of
last night,
my thighs
aching
from the ghost
of your weight
or the shadow of
your touch
lingering
in lingerie seams
{ii}
i am
bereft
wanting and not,
needing but
too consumed
with self-preservation
to consider
the two of us
{i}
all he wanted
was a whore
he wouldn't...
i do not want you
in my bed
nor memories
of your
bitten-to-the-quick-nails
folded into
creased sheets
still warm from
the impressions of
last night,
my thighs
aching
from the ghost
of your weight
or the shadow of
your touch
lingering
in lingerie seams
{ii}
i am
bereft
wanting and not,
needing but
too consumed
with self-preservation
to consider
the two of us
{i}
all he wanted
was a whore
he wouldn't...
#heartbroken
#confessional
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i'm too sober to ever have this conversation with you ~
iii}
meticulously
you dismantle me
from the inside,
unravel my guts to
joyfully
splash in
the open wound ...
... my heart is
clotted sludge,
liquesced
puddl'd
around your ankles
{ii}
i miss the way daylight
yawns
across your pillow
{&} kisses
copper lights into
those silken lengths i
long to wrap
once
twice
thrice
around my fist
& smother your
pretty boy face
in my lurid cunt
again
{i}
cuddle me,
you...
meticulously
you dismantle me
from the inside,
unravel my guts to
joyfully
splash in
the open wound ...
... my heart is
clotted sludge,
liquesced
puddl'd
around your ankles
{ii}
i miss the way daylight
yawns
across your pillow
{&} kisses
copper lights into
those silken lengths i
long to wrap
once
twice
thrice
around my fist
& smother your
pretty boy face
in my lurid cunt
again
{i}
cuddle me,
you...
#love
#depression
#heartbroken
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my piss kink brings all the f**kbois to the yard

#love
#BDSM
#confessional #FeelingLost
#confessional #FeelingLost
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my cigarette tastes like menthol {&} pussy ~ you can't make a housewife out of a whore / i like the way you try}
iii} i want to write this they way those wanton shudders feel when i turn my face to the right to see you cum. Let me put on a show for you, daddy:
the unbearable intimacy of blue
{&} the way you
look at me like i
have a modicum of
self-worth
makes me want to
peel off my skin
to start fresh.
i want to be as
beautiful as you make me feel
when i shed
[un]lace
spread my dripping cunt
to let you
see into the heart of me
{ii} how does a whore explain their rationale to do sex work to a man...
the unbearable intimacy of blue
{&} the way you
look at me like i
have a modicum of
self-worth
makes me want to
peel off my skin
to start fresh.
i want to be as
beautiful as you make me feel
when i shed
[un]lace
spread my dripping cunt
to let you
see into the heart of me
{ii} how does a whore explain their rationale to do sex work to a man...
#confessional
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i wanna overstim you just to hear you slur 'pleath daddy' ~ {lemme stuff you like a dumpling. i'm down horrendous}
iii} i like your heart. it's not my fault your fat tits are right in front of it:
it was in the
smear'd teacup
{so very
hello sailor}
my dirty baby,
your
pussy whipped face
cradl'd in asphalt
{ii} arbitrary self-discovery {naturally by proxy} since i have no self-awareness. keep introducing me to myself:
told you, i don't like it, never did
it was just there, the source ov my
misplaced guilt, but
it was the only thing i knew;
shameful succor
{tho} i
loved every second ov
the...
it was in the
smear'd teacup
{so very
hello sailor}
my dirty baby,
your
pussy whipped face
cradl'd in asphalt
{ii} arbitrary self-discovery {naturally by proxy} since i have no self-awareness. keep introducing me to myself:
told you, i don't like it, never did
it was just there, the source ov my
misplaced guilt, but
it was the only thing i knew;
shameful succor
{tho} i
loved every second ov
the...
#lust
#confessional
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i forgot how to write {please} have whatever this is { you make me so f**kin unhinged, i want to swallow my whole fist}
iv}
my nails pierce
the virgin's eyes
{mewling cvnt}
there is no God
not here
where your cock weeps
pitiful tears
onto my fingertips
{bless you}
{iii}
... how blasphemous
that i
want to leave you
in ruins ...
make you
read the back of
your skull
as tho it might
hold the answer
to who owns you
{ii}
i
want to build
a shrine
at the small of your back;-
that curve
where
spine meets ass
where
my hands splay ...
my nails pierce
the virgin's eyes
{mewling cvnt}
there is no God
not here
where your cock weeps
pitiful tears
onto my fingertips
{bless you}
{iii}
... how blasphemous
that i
want to leave you
in ruins ...
make you
read the back of
your skull
as tho it might
hold the answer
to who owns you
{ii}
i
want to build
a shrine
at the small of your back;-
that curve
where
spine meets ass
where
my hands splay ...
#lust
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a poem-type-thing for a poet ~
dear charkhol'd dichotomy ov half-light {&} midday ~
your words were blood {&} ash in my mouth; a sinister swell
ov larvae writ(h)ing
[decadent metaphors]
coagulat'd in runes amid the leaves steeping in cut glass
monkshood merlot
savor'd on fork'd tongue, sips ov bruise
s
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a copper coin maelstrom against scarr'd discern [hearse/nak'd filament
hipster bold
asylum invitation]
tannin tenets, the (un)holy scripture ov pagan communion
wafer-thin curs(iv)'d verse
sit ...
your words were blood {&} ash in my mouth; a sinister swell
ov larvae writ(h)ing
[decadent metaphors]
coagulat'd in runes amid the leaves steeping in cut glass
monkshood merlot
savor'd on fork'd tongue, sips ov bruise
s
w
i
r
l
'd
a copper coin maelstrom against scarr'd discern [hearse/nak'd filament
hipster bold
asylum invitation]
tannin tenets, the (un)holy scripture ov pagan communion
wafer-thin curs(iv)'d verse
sit ...
#gratitude
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la vie de bohéme ~ {xxvi}
iii]
the stars shatter
& exhale their amniotic dust
as a sigh from the crescent moon ov your mouth;
your breath [a world] against my lingerie tint'd lips;
i am a mist ov rosehip,
a nest ov fragile turquoise veins
anchor'd by your weight at the cradle ov my hips,
a pressing threat ov self-immolation
[ii]
weighing the worth ov your salt
in the dimple ov my navel,
a transference ov pearlescent exertion
thrust upon my skin by your pores.
[i]
where is the cataclysm, the familiar rushing...
the stars shatter
& exhale their amniotic dust
as a sigh from the crescent moon ov your mouth;
your breath [a world] against my lingerie tint'd lips;
i am a mist ov rosehip,
a nest ov fragile turquoise veins
anchor'd by your weight at the cradle ov my hips,
a pressing threat ov self-immolation
[ii]
weighing the worth ov your salt
in the dimple ov my navel,
a transference ov pearlescent exertion
thrust upon my skin by your pores.
[i]
where is the cataclysm, the familiar rushing...
#confessional
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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...
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...
#confessional
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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...
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...
#confessional
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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...
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...
#confessional
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