Submissions by _shadoe_ (.............)
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Poet Introduction poet? not so much... but i do a fantastic robot bunny impression
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2019 10:35am
2nd Oct 2019 10:35am
werbepause xviii ~ [blood consciousness iii]
iiii]
a stain spread between cotton wildflowers,
i couldn't tell where it began and I ended, just that it was as unending
as the growing pains forcing my hips apart
& for a small eternity, i stared into my own eyes, saw my
little girl bones reflected there
& sobbed.
[ii]
there is a beauty mark on the inside of my thigh,
a smudge on my psyché
a starting point from which he would erase the crime scene
between my legs
before creating another
[i]
her eye roll'd across the...
a stain spread between cotton wildflowers,
i couldn't tell where it began and I ended, just that it was as unending
as the growing pains forcing my hips apart
& for a small eternity, i stared into my own eyes, saw my
little girl bones reflected there
& sobbed.
[ii]
there is a beauty mark on the inside of my thigh,
a smudge on my psyché
a starting point from which he would erase the crime scene
between my legs
before creating another
[i]
her eye roll'd across the...
#dark
#confessional
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Sep 2019 7:12pm
29th Sep 2019 7:12pm
werbepause xvii ~ {blood consciousness ii}
iv]
she fades inside me,
a frail succubus
[malnourish'd,
triple digit lips
sucking an empty cock]
a shadoe ov me
consum'd by proxy_
i feel her wilt
in the unfamiliar stain
ov peony
flourishing on porcelain,
our tongues tied
[a slip knot
ov profanity & filth]
my urinal mouth, mute ...
... in my husk,
the desecrated temple
ov my cunt,
i
coyly wither with her
unable to peel myself
from shyness
[who is this
uncertain whore,
this tentative harlot,
this...
she fades inside me,
a frail succubus
[malnourish'd,
triple digit lips
sucking an empty cock]
a shadoe ov me
consum'd by proxy_
i feel her wilt
in the unfamiliar stain
ov peony
flourishing on porcelain,
our tongues tied
[a slip knot
ov profanity & filth]
my urinal mouth, mute ...
... in my husk,
the desecrated temple
ov my cunt,
i
coyly wither with her
unable to peel myself
from shyness
[who is this
uncertain whore,
this tentative harlot,
this...
#confessional
#SelfReflection
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Sep 2019 9:11am
28th Sep 2019 9:11am
wild rosé ~ xi
iii]
alter'd states ov familiarity tease the edges ov consciousnes,
a deviation from logic
the insubstantial becomes
{&} the raw experience is a sacrament, a suspension ov disbelief
in which i dissolve the moment, distill it to
the quarks ov its essence
[ii]
diffidence lays thick on my skin, self-aware then losing it all
to realisation;
the inevitable convergence {immaterial}
the paradoxical newness
perfectly untether'd _ as tho
{for a spell}
we are the only two breaths in the...
alter'd states ov familiarity tease the edges ov consciousnes,
a deviation from logic
the insubstantial becomes
{&} the raw experience is a sacrament, a suspension ov disbelief
in which i dissolve the moment, distill it to
the quarks ov its essence
[ii]
diffidence lays thick on my skin, self-aware then losing it all
to realisation;
the inevitable convergence {immaterial}
the paradoxical newness
perfectly untether'd _ as tho
{for a spell}
we are the only two breaths in the...
#confessional
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Sep 2019 6:51pm
26th Sep 2019 6:51pm
wild rosé ~ x
iii]
in monochrome spaces ov creation
thoughts shift,
fragments coalescing to
fill the purely feminine dimension
with hues ov you
shaping thin aether
{another insinuation} inescapable closeness
green to blu
knott'd lashes
your pulse against my ribs
[ii]
overflowing the confines, the meditative rhythm
briefly
spirit'd to the sight ov clutching kundalini
the uncensor'd {ruby} woo to your nudity
{&} the film ov firmament dissolves,
a divide straddl'd
the intimacy utterly...
in monochrome spaces ov creation
thoughts shift,
fragments coalescing to
fill the purely feminine dimension
with hues ov you
shaping thin aether
{another insinuation} inescapable closeness
green to blu
knott'd lashes
your pulse against my ribs
[ii]
overflowing the confines, the meditative rhythm
briefly
spirit'd to the sight ov clutching kundalini
the uncensor'd {ruby} woo to your nudity
{&} the film ov firmament dissolves,
a divide straddl'd
the intimacy utterly...
#confessional
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Sep 2019 7:49pm
24th Sep 2019 7:49pm
apadravya worship [xiv] ~ //wild rosé [viiii]//
&} she sat astride the scarlet beast, her tongue pierc'd with profane prayer, a mouthful ov blasphemy to praise ten crowns
{revelation 17:3
the gospel according to yiyi}
prostrate
before the cathedra
ov slender bones;
pale corpse
{a benediction}
in the slide ov
stigmata'd p(s)alms
over
the codex ov your ribs ~
... peaceful paranoia
glances
the pages ov spine,
the holy book ov s(k)in
peel'd & consum'd as
wafer-thin slivers
ov absolution...
{a rorschach...
{revelation 17:3
the gospel according to yiyi}
prostrate
before the cathedra
ov slender bones;
pale corpse
{a benediction}
in the slide ov
stigmata'd p(s)alms
over
the codex ov your ribs ~
... peaceful paranoia
glances
the pages ov spine,
the holy book ov s(k)in
peel'd & consum'd as
wafer-thin slivers
ov absolution...
{a rorschach...
#erotic
#confessional
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2019 11:48am
22nd Sep 2019 11:48am
wild rosé ~ [viii]
iii]
i am entranc'd by
the [re]animation,
seeing the whisper'd crush
ov lash against cheek,
the hypnotic shapes
your mouth makes
as tho in
the space ov a breath
you became flesh & blood & bone
[ii]
there is a
conspiratorial intimacy to
the hush ov our voices
in near dark
where the world has distill'd
{for me}
to this singular moment
this first meeting ov eyes,
seeing how gentle light catches
the endless blu _
& i could taste my heart
in my throat; ...
i am entranc'd by
the [re]animation,
seeing the whisper'd crush
ov lash against cheek,
the hypnotic shapes
your mouth makes
as tho in
the space ov a breath
you became flesh & blood & bone
[ii]
there is a
conspiratorial intimacy to
the hush ov our voices
in near dark
where the world has distill'd
{for me}
to this singular moment
this first meeting ov eyes,
seeing how gentle light catches
the endless blu _
& i could taste my heart
in my throat; ...
#confessional
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Sep 2019 11:58am
20th Sep 2019 11:58am
f**k the disillusion'd ~ {for my sister in crime, crimsin}
chiaroscuro woman ~
ov pastel chalk {&} charcoal,
subtle lines & razor angles
an echo ov the dichotomy
that lives in my track marks;
she is a beautiful sickness
a fever'd consuming_
lustful hangovers,
2am texts
from vodka soak'd fingers
{a scream ov vulnerability
wrench'd from bravado}
allowing us to drink
nak'd truths from her lap ~
... mistress ov decadence,
daisy chain'd flower child
wearing
the tattoo'd skin ov night
& midmorning light
in the valley ov her breasts ... ...
ov pastel chalk {&} charcoal,
subtle lines & razor angles
an echo ov the dichotomy
that lives in my track marks;
she is a beautiful sickness
a fever'd consuming_
lustful hangovers,
2am texts
from vodka soak'd fingers
{a scream ov vulnerability
wrench'd from bravado}
allowing us to drink
nak'd truths from her lap ~
... mistress ov decadence,
daisy chain'd flower child
wearing
the tattoo'd skin ov night
& midmorning light
in the valley ov her breasts ... ...
#love
#admiration
#respect
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Sep 2019 12:42pm
19th Sep 2019 12:42pm
wild rosé ~ ii
iii]
at times i am flay'd wide
from throat to the seat ov my sin
as tho you are a haruspex
fingering the labyrinth ov my entrails
scrying for sources ov emotion
in wellsprings that run to close to my pores
[ii]
if you wrote questions on my bones, what would the flames tell you
once you toss'd them to the pyre,
would the india ink
spilling into fire-bitten fissures
spell my secrets to be divin'd_ to be suck'd from my marrow
in a shriek
[i]
above the blister ov blood...
at times i am flay'd wide
from throat to the seat ov my sin
as tho you are a haruspex
fingering the labyrinth ov my entrails
scrying for sources ov emotion
in wellsprings that run to close to my pores
[ii]
if you wrote questions on my bones, what would the flames tell you
once you toss'd them to the pyre,
would the india ink
spilling into fire-bitten fissures
spell my secrets to be divin'd_ to be suck'd from my marrow
in a shriek
[i]
above the blister ov blood...
#confessional
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Dec 2018 8:35pm
5th Dec 2018 8:35pm
but first...
iv.
shambling
like an extra on the walking dead,
hair at cardinal points
& as murphy would have it
a stray breast escaped
the confines of a tank top.
again.
iii.
my face lies in the bottom of a handbag
waiting to be applied so i might
pass as human, or look (at the very least)
like i slept more than 2hrs last night
thanks to three tints of concealer
& enough strobe to blind a raver.
ii.
the tiny human has lost two socks
& a shoe
somewhere
in the fur pile of...
shambling
like an extra on the walking dead,
hair at cardinal points
& as murphy would have it
a stray breast escaped
the confines of a tank top.
again.
iii.
my face lies in the bottom of a handbag
waiting to be applied so i might
pass as human, or look (at the very least)
like i slept more than 2hrs last night
thanks to three tints of concealer
& enough strobe to blind a raver.
ii.
the tiny human has lost two socks
& a shoe
somewhere
in the fur pile of...
#coffee
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Nov 2018 10:10am
29th Nov 2018 10:10am
he, the aether ~ {v}
iii}
your blue palate
plaited around us
in the sequin'd light;
you sucked the thin skin
stretch'd almond pale
across the {w}rack ov
my bones
{iii}
'haps it was the dark hair, carpeting darker skin
as it strain'd against waxen limbs
ov boyes-esque insinuation;
silver'd by dying hours {&} frost'd breaths
like fingerprints on panes ov rib & hip. the bruis'd
stutter ov memory lives in
bleach'd tea stains.
{i}
i did not want the owls
{wet & mute as they were}
i ...
your blue palate
plaited around us
in the sequin'd light;
you sucked the thin skin
stretch'd almond pale
across the {w}rack ov
my bones
{iii}
'haps it was the dark hair, carpeting darker skin
as it strain'd against waxen limbs
ov boyes-esque insinuation;
silver'd by dying hours {&} frost'd breaths
like fingerprints on panes ov rib & hip. the bruis'd
stutter ov memory lives in
bleach'd tea stains.
{i}
i did not want the owls
{wet & mute as they were}
i ...
#love
#dark
#erotic
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Aug 2018 9:45am
29th Aug 2018 9:45am
he, the aether ~ {iv}
dear you,
i am writing from that juxtaposition, damnit.
wholly unhinged with the nails torn from my wrists,
more than two sheets to the gale
{&} fluttering still like my pale roots pinch'd between
your cruor stained fingers.
mayhap you'd noticed if you looked away
from the flames.
i am loose inside my skin, goddamn you,
a speck ov dust, a drift in the scattered beams gnawing thru the blinds.
think i might... maybe... hate you...
just a little.
//
{iii}
i lay crucified with you, in the violence, in the...
i am writing from that juxtaposition, damnit.
wholly unhinged with the nails torn from my wrists,
more than two sheets to the gale
{&} fluttering still like my pale roots pinch'd between
your cruor stained fingers.
mayhap you'd noticed if you looked away
from the flames.
i am loose inside my skin, goddamn you,
a speck ov dust, a drift in the scattered beams gnawing thru the blinds.
think i might... maybe... hate you...
just a little.
//
{iii}
i lay crucified with you, in the violence, in the...
#love
#lust
#dark
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th May 2018 12:07pm
25th May 2018 12:07pm
he, the aether ~ {iii}
iii}
i wear the perfumed nights;
blood orange
{&} evergreen
in the shadow ov my breasts,
molecules ov memoria
as bitter as they're sweet ~
... i write in the scents
ov your native soil,
accented curs{iv}e notes
caught on
the curve ov your tongue ...
you swallow my musing whole,
not savouring the discord
caused there
where the wind ate my words
*
my tongue lies
dead in your mouth, a sacrifice
to your wanton destruction,
the caviar'd curses
carved on my palate
my...
i wear the perfumed nights;
blood orange
{&} evergreen
in the shadow ov my breasts,
molecules ov memoria
as bitter as they're sweet ~
... i write in the scents
ov your native soil,
accented curs{iv}e notes
caught on
the curve ov your tongue ...
you swallow my musing whole,
not savouring the discord
caused there
where the wind ate my words
*
my tongue lies
dead in your mouth, a sacrifice
to your wanton destruction,
the caviar'd curses
carved on my palate
my...
#love
#dark
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