Submissions by antsmith (Ant Smith)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Shorty
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If I could hold every moment
If I could be, something novel
I'd be a sparkle, in your eye
Something you can't wipe away
while I while away
our time
Languidly, in repose, I sanguinely, love you so
If I could be, something bright
I'd be the candle, on your right
Something you can't blow away
while I throw away
our time
Supinely, I suppose, I certainly, love you so
If I could be, something discrete
I'd be the kiss you lay, upon my cheek
Something that won't fade away
while I waste away
our time
Recumbently, I...
I'd be a sparkle, in your eye
Something you can't wipe away
while I while away
our time
Languidly, in repose, I sanguinely, love you so
If I could be, something bright
I'd be the candle, on your right
Something you can't blow away
while I throw away
our time
Supinely, I suppose, I certainly, love you so
If I could be, something discrete
I'd be the kiss you lay, upon my cheek
Something that won't fade away
while I waste away
our time
Recumbently, I...
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Songs of experience
If I were to tell you
What I have in mind
Would you run, run and run
Would you run and hide?
If you caught me looking
At you in this way… (pant, pant, pant, pant)
Would you smile and lightly
Try to slink away?
…Or are you deeply into me
Like I’d like to be
Into you, into you,
Into, into, into, into
Wanna be into you
If as your sleep I touch you
In that secret place
Would you squirm and moan and pant
Or wake and slap my face?
If I press too close to
See which...
What I have in mind
Would you run, run and run
Would you run and hide?
If you caught me looking
At you in this way… (pant, pant, pant, pant)
Would you smile and lightly
Try to slink away?
…Or are you deeply into me
Like I’d like to be
Into you, into you,
Into, into, into, into
Wanna be into you
If as your sleep I touch you
In that secret place
Would you squirm and moan and pant
Or wake and slap my face?
If I press too close to
See which...
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Mo Fo
Tobacco strands lie lose upon
My lap and iPhone screen
Ash falls languidly upon
My bent and crooked knees
Coffee cools in paper cup
My elbow soaks the drippings up
Dog shit on the pavement lays
Beneath my tapping foot
People think that I look like
I'm about to spit
Perhaps maybe, perhaps they're right
I've had enough of fucking this
Your breath reeks, your tears burn
Your sweat makes my stomach churn
Your spit splatters like pigeon shit
Your piss constantly drips, drips, drips
Your snot crusted nose covers...
My lap and iPhone screen
Ash falls languidly upon
My bent and crooked knees
Coffee cools in paper cup
My elbow soaks the drippings up
Dog shit on the pavement lays
Beneath my tapping foot
People think that I look like
I'm about to spit
Perhaps maybe, perhaps they're right
I've had enough of fucking this
Your breath reeks, your tears burn
Your sweat makes my stomach churn
Your spit splatters like pigeon shit
Your piss constantly drips, drips, drips
Your snot crusted nose covers...
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