Submissions by heartkillslogic (CJ)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Palpitating (word of the day haiku)
palpitating veins
roam like rivers across your
untroubled cream skin
roam like rivers across your
untroubled cream skin
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Touch and Go
your fingers stretch out across time and space,
the path of least resistance. I am the resistance, but here…
here I am only meekly shifting grass in the wind.
here I am steel, yet I crumble away with every touch.
here I am the solid state, the taut cord, the mass projection.
and here…
I’m finding it impossible to survive even your subtle affection.
the path of least resistance. I am the resistance, but here…
here I am only meekly shifting grass in the wind.
here I am steel, yet I crumble away with every touch.
here I am the solid state, the taut cord, the mass projection.
and here…
I’m finding it impossible to survive even your subtle affection.
541 reads
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when I cum for you
when I cum for you
like thirty thousand super novas
racing to outdo one another
in beauty, in depth, in power, in grace.
and my body like a melting candle,
dripping to my fingertips and ebbing over trembling skin
in your tireless embrace, drifting as a soft blanket of snow
when I cum for you
there is fullness and there is emptiness.
it is the rushing in and out of tides.
it is vulnerability and closeness.
when I cum for you
like thirty thousand super novas
racing to outdo one another
in beauty, in depth, in power, in grace.
and my body like a melting candle,
dripping to my fingertips and ebbing over trembling skin
in your tireless embrace, drifting as a soft blanket of snow
when I cum for you
there is fullness and there is emptiness.
it is the rushing in and out of tides.
it is vulnerability and closeness.
when I cum for you
1101 reads
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The Hunted
I was folded into vanilla sheets
and like waves, they carried me to the marksman’s door
he surveyed me down, a tangled mess,
hued red with my shame and unpurposed desire.
I could not melt into those hawk eyes
impaled and sliced open, I was ripened fruit
never the patient gardener, he devoured me
so unintentionally, such a stealing of sweet seed
rendered into sugary satisfaction
he hunted me, an empty prey
and my fixed path of stumbles and falls
excited breaths of thoughtless chase
his hands roamed the creases of my land,
dipped...
and like waves, they carried me to the marksman’s door
he surveyed me down, a tangled mess,
hued red with my shame and unpurposed desire.
I could not melt into those hawk eyes
impaled and sliced open, I was ripened fruit
never the patient gardener, he devoured me
so unintentionally, such a stealing of sweet seed
rendered into sugary satisfaction
he hunted me, an empty prey
and my fixed path of stumbles and falls
excited breaths of thoughtless chase
his hands roamed the creases of my land,
dipped...
590 reads
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obsession
bound in obsession,
i leak the dreams of yesterday
and the floating isotopes of memories
compress and decompose into madness.
i leak the dreams of yesterday
and the floating isotopes of memories
compress and decompose into madness.
735 reads
2 Comments
I am the alpha and the omega of my intricate universe
i melt and sway like the could-be miracles that teeter on christmas eve.
i topple slow and gentle, slicing like the wet warm knife through room temperature
butter, i am butter,
dissolving, shaking down the salts,
falling to carpet and the pieces they all walk on
you could not see the sea salt tears
through the footprint planting of your ambitious climb
the caverns of your steps trap me in their intricacies
like a maze of mirrored desires,
i am trapped in between the fears that chase me
and the regrets that invite slowly and cautiously,...
i topple slow and gentle, slicing like the wet warm knife through room temperature
butter, i am butter,
dissolving, shaking down the salts,
falling to carpet and the pieces they all walk on
you could not see the sea salt tears
through the footprint planting of your ambitious climb
the caverns of your steps trap me in their intricacies
like a maze of mirrored desires,
i am trapped in between the fears that chase me
and the regrets that invite slowly and cautiously,...
554 reads
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the letter writer
i am the infinite letter-writer
the words that bleed, they toss and tease,
kissing card stock pages.
and they flow, they flow like destiny
melted paper feelings that rush out
aching to meet their creator,
the spinner of verbs.
the words that bleed, they toss and tease,
kissing card stock pages.
and they flow, they flow like destiny
melted paper feelings that rush out
aching to meet their creator,
the spinner of verbs.
719 reads
4 Comments
because i have not learned a way to fill where you once were
everything i do
is emptiness and regret
long, bad decisions
is emptiness and regret
long, bad decisions
564 reads
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