Submissions by mantisdeer (Cait)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm being authentic. "Jump".. how high? 🙃
SELF POEM
Published
6th Jun 2023 9:26pm
6th Jun 2023 9:26pm
a yarn unwinding
It feels more like a falling winter.
A child in tinfoil gowns,
steak knife curlers,
the ocean dries when she frowns.
Not enough cigarettes to measure with my heart,
the magnitude of unlove you gave me.
Clench, release,
open just to be crushed.
I had a dream of frogs,
fucking, and turning into people,
but not of how to transform back.
I see the white tiger through the trees.
it seems to call to me,
like it always has,
to follow.
Though I take a step I am...
A child in tinfoil gowns,
steak knife curlers,
the ocean dries when she frowns.
Not enough cigarettes to measure with my heart,
the magnitude of unlove you gave me.
Clench, release,
open just to be crushed.
I had a dream of frogs,
fucking, and turning into people,
but not of how to transform back.
I see the white tiger through the trees.
it seems to call to me,
like it always has,
to follow.
Though I take a step I am...
#depression
418 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th May 2023 9:01pm
29th May 2023 9:01pm
pEOPLE fOR aMERICAN sOIL
malt o meal salt shakers kiss the rocks;
ocean spray coagulate.
miss laid the remote
as the skies darken.
air raids can
leave the rock greasy
and conditioned.
forward completion,
final gears spring
complex equations.
grid locked pattern
counting road conditions,
incomplete intricacies
manifesto presto,
garden variety gusto
fields the sow.
infrared airways
channel no. 5 pesticide.
breaker breaker
and houston ground
the red is to taste
the grit of sound
.
ocean spray coagulate.
miss laid the remote
as the skies darken.
air raids can
leave the rock greasy
and conditioned.
forward completion,
final gears spring
complex equations.
grid locked pattern
counting road conditions,
incomplete intricacies
manifesto presto,
garden variety gusto
fields the sow.
infrared airways
channel no. 5 pesticide.
breaker breaker
and houston ground
the red is to taste
the grit of sound
.
#anxiety
#America
#religion
#hell
#despair
397 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th May 2023 7:46pm
29th May 2023 7:46pm
alaska
night show with light snow,
a capped mountain with lioness wars
waged between our legs.
i draw back covered in thorns,
they break the skin,
and freckle me with blood.
a singular bloody sword,
an unnecessary dirty word,
alaska
how i've dreamed, how i've remembered.
all that passion,
in books and tv, my childhood weeps
for all i've never seen.
it's not something that can be viewed. it must be felt.
it's cats, and snow. it's harbors, and fishes.
it's my innermost tingling wish,
my unknown lush...
a capped mountain with lioness wars
waged between our legs.
i draw back covered in thorns,
they break the skin,
and freckle me with blood.
a singular bloody sword,
an unnecessary dirty word,
alaska
how i've dreamed, how i've remembered.
all that passion,
in books and tv, my childhood weeps
for all i've never seen.
it's not something that can be viewed. it must be felt.
it's cats, and snow. it's harbors, and fishes.
it's my innermost tingling wish,
my unknown lush...
#sadness
#grief
#loneliness #disappointment
#loneliness #disappointment
352 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
4th May 2023 3:57am
4th May 2023 3:57am
International Limbo Championship
The love governing my still tapping fingers
Is seeping beneath the carpet and starting to stink.
My carbon monoxide detector warns me of a Hannibal Lecter, in the doorway he lingers,
And I know my days are numbered.
The only console to my council is sucking the bottle dry, another six fly by, the wallpaper is peeling like my mind's smoke addle eye.
When I look down I realize, I've been digging for years, my blackened hands start to tremble. As I drag my gaze upward, I begin to really see.
Each hole hides a body, each body is me.
Is seeping beneath the carpet and starting to stink.
My carbon monoxide detector warns me of a Hannibal Lecter, in the doorway he lingers,
And I know my days are numbered.
The only console to my council is sucking the bottle dry, another six fly by, the wallpaper is peeling like my mind's smoke addle eye.
When I look down I realize, I've been digging for years, my blackened hands start to tremble. As I drag my gaze upward, I begin to really see.
Each hole hides a body, each body is me.
#heartbroken
#hurt
360 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd May 2023 11:27pm
3rd May 2023 11:27pm
i never learn the lesson
touch
brain
say
go.
needy
p
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i
m
a
l
trust
slip
floor
concuss
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a
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brain
say
go.
needy
p
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i
m
a
l
trust
slip
floor
concuss
a
g
a
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n
#hurt
384 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Apr 2023 1:34am
27th Apr 2023 1:34am
Space
#sadness
#love
537 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
25th Apr 2023 7:12pm
25th Apr 2023 7:12pm
too many clouds to justify calling it sunny
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
418 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Apr 2023 1:11am
13th Apr 2023 1:11am
Nautical Sluice
Whittled, titillated,
demonstrative accolades.
Breaking spades in schools,
flash frying the batter,
lick it faster, see the saw horse whinny.
Double whammy the paddle,
"into the bottle scuttlebutt"
and swim a little harder!
The corporeal ladder
the 'gone but never forgotten,'
I thought then, begat severed head.
Uncle Slaughter, missing driver,
somewhere it shines 'tween hammerhead
spikes, the seaweed soiree,
and muddied sky slice.
demonstrative accolades.
Breaking spades in schools,
flash frying the batter,
lick it faster, see the saw horse whinny.
Double whammy the paddle,
"into the bottle scuttlebutt"
and swim a little harder!
The corporeal ladder
the 'gone but never forgotten,'
I thought then, begat severed head.
Uncle Slaughter, missing driver,
somewhere it shines 'tween hammerhead
spikes, the seaweed soiree,
and muddied sky slice.
#inspirational
#sea
#TruthOfLife
#metaphor
#bittersweet
466 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Apr 2023 1:54am
4th Apr 2023 1:54am
sump pump
Too subservient to notice,
entice me with your ignorance;
semantics,
pull down your pants "it,
just could never happen to me,"
I recognize, I see
inside all the liar's surprise,
it might make you believe
the mold up my sleeve.
My skin makes you crawl,
while I speak sick as you drawl,
"This girl isn't worth it,
a little something.. she might deserve it"
And you'll cut up my mouth,
a little lower is too far south.
The weather, the leather, ...
entice me with your ignorance;
semantics,
pull down your pants "it,
just could never happen to me,"
I recognize, I see
inside all the liar's surprise,
it might make you believe
the mold up my sleeve.
My skin makes you crawl,
while I speak sick as you drawl,
"This girl isn't worth it,
a little something.. she might deserve it"
And you'll cut up my mouth,
a little lower is too far south.
The weather, the leather, ...
#violence
#music
#lyrics #sensual
#lyrics #sensual
499 reads
STORY POEM
Published
4th Mar 2023 1:06am
4th Mar 2023 1:06am
The Morning After
Things were easy, I was free,
it was like an asphalt ski;
a trip through the lines
that told me you love me.
He broke me inside and smashed apart
every bitter piece of my heart;
left open and unending,
a ruined wretch defending.
I asked you for a picture
a group, you squeezed in,
I kissed your cheek,
and our laughter
was holier than
any church.
No choices, a blame game
who sits on a lame throne.
The one who wins will
never want, an effigy
suture to surify the bone. ...
it was like an asphalt ski;
a trip through the lines
that told me you love me.
He broke me inside and smashed apart
every bitter piece of my heart;
left open and unending,
a ruined wretch defending.
I asked you for a picture
a group, you squeezed in,
I kissed your cheek,
and our laughter
was holier than
any church.
No choices, a blame game
who sits on a lame throne.
The one who wins will
never want, an effigy
suture to surify the bone. ...
#dreams
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#emotional
#hurt
512 reads
9 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2023 7:20pm
3rd Mar 2023 7:20pm
Penetration
Sit me down and scold me,
you spit when you yell.
You're never one to hold me,
your forehead vein is telling.
The soft jazz yesterday
is ripped from me.
Raped and bleeding
I stagger back,
concede.
I'm the pea, you cannot sleep,
so you stumble into my body
with your fists;
upheld moans you cannot keep.
The floorboards hold their
secrets, the walls never breathe.
The mess is contained,
because I'm seething on my knees.
you spit when you yell.
You're never one to hold me,
your forehead vein is telling.
The soft jazz yesterday
is ripped from me.
Raped and bleeding
I stagger back,
concede.
I'm the pea, you cannot sleep,
so you stumble into my body
with your fists;
upheld moans you cannot keep.
The floorboards hold their
secrets, the walls never breathe.
The mess is contained,
because I'm seething on my knees.
#loneliness
#TruthOfLife
460 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Feb 2023 1:38pm
4th Feb 2023 1:38pm
Jason is not hot ( or any "J" name)
Awkward and stiff,
the stuff you returned,
actors guild
factors glide,
the seaside departure
of wrinkled man hide.
A fake incense,
the blow is intense,
nice to a fault,
but something's amiss.
the stuff you returned,
actors guild
factors glide,
the seaside departure
of wrinkled man hide.
A fake incense,
the blow is intense,
nice to a fault,
but something's amiss.
#CallToAction
#PopCulture
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1 Comment
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