Submissions by buddhakitty
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
disremembered
what is it?
a left or a right?
I think it
was up,
or was
it down
7:30!
I thought
it was at 8?
didn't you
say that...
No? huh...
what do you
mean "where
are your fries?"
you didn't order
any french fries?
NO! I didn't
forget. I just
disremembered
a left or a right?
I think it
was up,
or was
it down
7:30!
I thought
it was at 8?
didn't you
say that...
No? huh...
what do you
mean "where
are your fries?"
you didn't order
any french fries?
NO! I didn't
forget. I just
disremembered
#confessional
23 reads
4 Comments
last last laugh
"HEY!
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!
"PRAYING?"
"STOP IT!"
"I'M THE ONLY GOD YOU NEED!"
"CHRIST! YOU MAKE ME SICK!"
"YOU CAN'T BE NO KID OF MINE!"
"I WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN!"
"YOUR NOTHING BUT A FAT USELESS
FUCK!"
"YOU'LL NEVER AMOUNT TO ANYTHING."
"I KNOW YOUR MOM'S OUT WHORING
AROUND!"
"HOW WOULD YOU LIKE THAT BLOND...
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!
"PRAYING?"
"STOP IT!"
"I'M THE ONLY GOD YOU NEED!"
"CHRIST! YOU MAKE ME SICK!"
"YOU CAN'T BE NO KID OF MINE!"
"I WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN!"
"YOUR NOTHING BUT A FAT USELESS
FUCK!"
"YOU'LL NEVER AMOUNT TO ANYTHING."
"I KNOW YOUR MOM'S OUT WHORING
AROUND!"
"HOW WOULD YOU LIKE THAT BLOND...
#memories
80 reads
4 Comments
painting the moment
the doors slams
.you are gone
.
the air falls to
the floor defeated
and the roses on
the table can no
longer laugh
.you are gone
.
the air falls to
the floor defeated
and the roses on
the table can no
longer laugh
#heartbroken
83 reads
5 Comments
a poets dilemma
..what do you do
when all the
sunsets die
when all the
sunsets die
#heartbroken
98 reads
16 Comments
an apple a day
the world is an apple
dangling from a string
in a disinterested universe
hanging perilously
close to the mouth
of a hungry worm
....and I no
longer
care
dangling from a string
in a disinterested universe
hanging perilously
close to the mouth
of a hungry worm
....and I no
longer
care
#apathy
68 reads
6 Comments
direct: like a arrow through the head of a tsunami
"hey,
buddhakitty
want to come
over and hang?"
"NO THANKS.
IM FEELING ILL."
"what's
wrong?"
"IM SICK OF
YOU."
buddhakitty
want to come
over and hang?"
"NO THANKS.
IM FEELING ILL."
"what's
wrong?"
"IM SICK OF
YOU."
#anger
84 reads
8 Comments
...just a little reminder
there's always seems
to be enough time....
until there
isn't
to be enough time....
until there
isn't
#denial
78 reads
10 Comments
the dangers of being self aware
woke up one
morning
looked out
the window
there was
nothing left
went back
to bed
morning
looked out
the window
there was
nothing left
went back
to bed
#sadness
80 reads
10 Comments
a time of gathering
withered leaves swim like
fish in a dead breeze
the years search
for a retirement home
the night skies gives
the moon a Judas kiss
to betray the risng sun
the memory of love
sits in a dingy room
sharpening a razor
the gathering of angel
wings fluttering behind
the eyes of damp sleep
the gathering of tears
into small puddles where
children's anoint sadness
the gathering of flowers
begging for mercy from
the...
fish in a dead breeze
the years search
for a retirement home
the night skies gives
the moon a Judas kiss
to betray the risng sun
the memory of love
sits in a dingy room
sharpening a razor
the gathering of angel
wings fluttering behind
the eyes of damp sleep
the gathering of tears
into small puddles where
children's anoint sadness
the gathering of flowers
begging for mercy from
the...
#tragedy
67 reads
7 Comments
plain to see
stone dropped
in water
ripples echo out
than fade
life,
time,
our stones,
water.
in water
ripples echo out
than fade
life,
time,
our stones,
water.
#acceptance
68 reads
4 Comments
short and sweet
i saw you downtown
from a distance...
and that was good
enough for me
from a distance...
and that was good
enough for me
#apathy
64 reads
4 Comments
who were we fooling
all those times that
went before us when
we were as young as
a new spring rising
going downtown on
a Friday or Saturday
shopping for clothes,
records, having lunch
laughing too loud
cursing too much
asking to bum a
smoke from a friend
sneaking a six pack
we were unafraid,
immortal and forver
beautiful like an oil
painting by Vermeer
believing we knew
the world better than ...
went before us when
we were as young as
a new spring rising
going downtown on
a Friday or Saturday
shopping for clothes,
records, having lunch
laughing too loud
cursing too much
asking to bum a
smoke from a friend
sneaking a six pack
we were unafraid,
immortal and forver
beautiful like an oil
painting by Vermeer
believing we knew
the world better than ...
#bittersweet
#nostalgia
79 reads
4 Comments
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