Submissions by mantisdeer (Cait)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm being authentic. "Jump".. how high? 🙃
Burning
Your name on paper,
my delicate strokes
hold you high.
Not an obsession,
but pure certainty;
I already have you.
my delicate strokes
hold you high.
Not an obsession,
but pure certainty;
I already have you.
#spiritual
#lover
#magic
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Loa...ding!
Load of my head
get out of it
and into me.
Let me create you,
Only sensation as you
Arrive into my world.
load the game, I pull and pluck
you're my helpless little fuck,
sweetly stubbled and sorely stuck.
get out of it
and into me.
Let me create you,
Only sensation as you
Arrive into my world.
load the game, I pull and pluck
you're my helpless little fuck,
sweetly stubbled and sorely stuck.
#love
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Fleeting Sleet Slicks the Driveway
I watch the movie of your life, so poisoned and indisposed. Old and tight and ready to burst, the swing set push off lands in proof of concept verbal agreements, and past due bills.
"Slave heart, save face, and stop while the bleeding has slowed!!"
I'm screaming at the tv, this can't be the end!
You meet my eyes through the glass, and I memorize the emotion of breaking beaten horses, that don't get back up. I think I can change the channel now.
"Slave heart, save face, and stop while the bleeding has slowed!!"
I'm screaming at the tv, this can't be the end!
You meet my eyes through the glass, and I memorize the emotion of breaking beaten horses, that don't get back up. I think I can change the channel now.
#family
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fingerless gloves discarded
A tissue falls to the floor
my legs are numb,
tangled in string knots and
pinned in ink stains,
more than wandering thought trains,
the steam opens pores, stay cold to close them, pseudoscience pneumonia will stop your lungs, the scarred issues hang loose outside the body, burned to ash, eaten by greedy fingerfuls.
Just another metaphor you won't understand, it's all that I can cut, bleed, and pour out, this emptiness runs me dry, I lost the only friend I had getting high, the sandpaper kisses rub the hair off my skin. I'm eaten within, maggots and...
my legs are numb,
tangled in string knots and
pinned in ink stains,
more than wandering thought trains,
the steam opens pores, stay cold to close them, pseudoscience pneumonia will stop your lungs, the scarred issues hang loose outside the body, burned to ash, eaten by greedy fingerfuls.
Just another metaphor you won't understand, it's all that I can cut, bleed, and pour out, this emptiness runs me dry, I lost the only friend I had getting high, the sandpaper kisses rub the hair off my skin. I'm eaten within, maggots and...
#heartbroken
#misunderstood
#FeelingLost #hurt
#FeelingLost #hurt
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2 Comments
Cister Blister I'll always Miss Her
His hand feeds a dog that doesn't know to look anywhere else. You were taken. An advantage over you was stolen, your innocence, your happiness, traded for lesbian man penis. Sick and dying and polluting your womb, he gouges with shepard hook and demon claw, room for him in you.
A boxing ring I dream of creating, veritable in structure, reality bleeds on the webpage. I'll tell him when and where to meet me, so I can meat him, and leave sour curdled chunks behind. separate yourself from the enemy, this stocker is not your holme. You need to watch as I disect and dismember this puny...
A boxing ring I dream of creating, veritable in structure, reality bleeds on the webpage. I'll tell him when and where to meet me, so I can meat him, and leave sour curdled chunks behind. separate yourself from the enemy, this stocker is not your holme. You need to watch as I disect and dismember this puny...
#relationships
#abuse
#escape
#revenge
#manipulation
300 reads
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Floating Through a Dim Corridor
Swing my legs
powerlifting kegs of powder;
double downer
big frown for dinner.
Eating feelings won't make your
egg whites thinner, wetter.
Crisis painting,
pallet 'wack it' splatter;
sink stained jacket
made to flatter.
powerlifting kegs of powder;
double downer
big frown for dinner.
Eating feelings won't make your
egg whites thinner, wetter.
Crisis painting,
pallet 'wack it' splatter;
sink stained jacket
made to flatter.
#anger
#food
#unicorns
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Chinese Takeaway
dirty lessons
in egg and grease,
smeary like baby oil,
slippery as crab with a "k"
underdressed meats,
mystique mister,
out of place at mosque.
lemon tang zests the
water paddy fields,
pluck and swim to harvest,
floaties and waders
address the complaint list.
in egg and grease,
smeary like baby oil,
slippery as crab with a "k"
underdressed meats,
mystique mister,
out of place at mosque.
lemon tang zests the
water paddy fields,
pluck and swim to harvest,
floaties and waders
address the complaint list.
#food
401 reads
2 Comments
for the lurking readers
thank you.
I could never so intimately
express myself to ones I know.
Thanks for the nonjudgement, and
the patience. I've been though a lot of
ups and downs, and even though there may
not be a lot of interactions, it feels good to know
that someone has seen me.
I could never so intimately
express myself to ones I know.
Thanks for the nonjudgement, and
the patience. I've been though a lot of
ups and downs, and even though there may
not be a lot of interactions, it feels good to know
that someone has seen me.
#support
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4 Comments
my heart hurts
trapped pounding
relentless annoyance
the horse was dead long
before you started beating.
unseated, crying, ignorance,
my closest is my closet me,
dying light; a candle to see by,
do right by, the wax figurine.
the morning will show a prostrate
caricature of a carousel. head
drawn to the side. string ripped from
insides. the lines that create you are crude.
they make you hard, an armor against...me.
i've always been fond of mithridatism,
ritualistically bleeding the evil out.
relentless annoyance
the horse was dead long
before you started beating.
unseated, crying, ignorance,
my closest is my closet me,
dying light; a candle to see by,
do right by, the wax figurine.
the morning will show a prostrate
caricature of a carousel. head
drawn to the side. string ripped from
insides. the lines that create you are crude.
they make you hard, an armor against...me.
i've always been fond of mithridatism,
ritualistically bleeding the evil out.
#heartbroken
#monsters
#unicorns
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3 Comments
I hurt myself today, to see if I could change
I get a chill
from quite a fishy smell,
so sure I'll be betrayed,
so sure of your loveless gaze.
If I speak my thoughts, I
will be berated by you,
faster than I could utter an
intelligible response. You
render me speechless, I
can never get a word in;
the hedges are overgrown,
and I, in my nightgown,
everlasting.
from quite a fishy smell,
so sure I'll be betrayed,
so sure of your loveless gaze.
If I speak my thoughts, I
will be berated by you,
faster than I could utter an
intelligible response. You
render me speechless, I
can never get a word in;
the hedges are overgrown,
and I, in my nightgown,
everlasting.
#love
#unicorns
#diabetes
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Fück My Face
When the other shoe drops, I'll be ready.
Alone and stranded, NOT, stranded, I refuse, what
is left over, I will reuse. And when you do it, do it fast,
get it off your chest and into mine. So fast it leaves me dizzy,
but not stumbling. There will be no falter, only mere
mental anguish. I will keep my back straight, I will keep my head
high. I will leave without saying goodbye. The world is open
to my interpretation, and I'm just another conquest.
I'm wringing my ego by my neck,
spluttering.
Beneath this e-page I'm...
Alone and stranded, NOT, stranded, I refuse, what
is left over, I will reuse. And when you do it, do it fast,
get it off your chest and into mine. So fast it leaves me dizzy,
but not stumbling. There will be no falter, only mere
mental anguish. I will keep my back straight, I will keep my head
high. I will leave without saying goodbye. The world is open
to my interpretation, and I'm just another conquest.
I'm wringing my ego by my neck,
spluttering.
Beneath this e-page I'm...
#love
#unicorns
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3 Comments
Sister Sally O'Malley from the Slothing Order of Sarcast
we all want a chance
to inflict agony's dance
on the ones who fed us poison.
it is me, who is deserving,
bloodstained talons curling,
beguiling with sarcastic tongues;
more foul than the deepest gutter.
you ache in wait to slay the cutter
from where I tower defiantly,
perched to witness your reliant
asking of table scraps.
to inflict agony's dance
on the ones who fed us poison.
it is me, who is deserving,
bloodstained talons curling,
beguiling with sarcastic tongues;
more foul than the deepest gutter.
you ache in wait to slay the cutter
from where I tower defiantly,
perched to witness your reliant
asking of table scraps.
#monsters
#unicorns
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