Submissions by pretty_normal (Pretty Normal)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
26th Apr 2017 5:37pm
26th Apr 2017 5:37pm
Kriah
Come to tea
sit with me
leave your glasses in the kitchen
go to fetch them
and I’ll watch your spine curve as you leave
Gold cord runs through your hands and again you can see
I wonder how much you saw
backtrack thoughts
and pray your glasses were in the kitchen still
through each digression
I never mean to leave, forget, misrepresent
take a seat
take a sip
tuck your handkerchief below your neck
I hate to ask but I have to know before we eat
ears burning
the fires of mine as I sleep ...
sit with me
leave your glasses in the kitchen
go to fetch them
and I’ll watch your spine curve as you leave
Gold cord runs through your hands and again you can see
I wonder how much you saw
backtrack thoughts
and pray your glasses were in the kitchen still
through each digression
I never mean to leave, forget, misrepresent
take a seat
take a sip
tuck your handkerchief below your neck
I hate to ask but I have to know before we eat
ears burning
the fires of mine as I sleep ...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Dec 2016 8:35pm
1st Dec 2016 8:35pm
When at work at a supermarket deli counter
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STORY POEM
Published
1st Dec 2016 7:07pm
1st Dec 2016 7:07pm
That
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Nov 2016 11:30pm
7th Nov 2016 11:30pm
Cambridge
I’ll treasure it
read it
rung it
feed it until I have nothing left to fill
I feel formerly dazed
the station I fell into
scrambling upwards to meet you
wasn’t where I left it
I decant not into the features of the road
nor the traffic lights
not even the right, left, right, right turning I know
I came unwanted and attempted to refuse to go
It was in the trauma
hiding inside each time I burdened
all the motionless disapproval
the furrowing beneath
gritted teeth
grabbing at me as I forced on trainers
and...
read it
rung it
feed it until I have nothing left to fill
I feel formerly dazed
the station I fell into
scrambling upwards to meet you
wasn’t where I left it
I decant not into the features of the road
nor the traffic lights
not even the right, left, right, right turning I know
I came unwanted and attempted to refuse to go
It was in the trauma
hiding inside each time I burdened
all the motionless disapproval
the furrowing beneath
gritted teeth
grabbing at me as I forced on trainers
and...
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SELF POEM
Published
27th Oct 2016 1:54pm
27th Oct 2016 1:54pm
Some kind of longing - Some past repression of belonging
If heaven opened or existed or attested my commitment to destructive behaviour
I might behave more
but discreetly I fantasise about my inability to commit
or adore
in totality
in purest form
I bask as though the ultimate fem
when reality assures me that I’m an assault on the painful self loathing nature I attend
I’ve never known serenity as much as I’ve known
howling under a desk,
waiting for recognition that my feelings which existed were allowed to exist
by the compromise of your own admittance
there was no face behind my eyes...
I might behave more
but discreetly I fantasise about my inability to commit
or adore
in totality
in purest form
I bask as though the ultimate fem
when reality assures me that I’m an assault on the painful self loathing nature I attend
I’ve never known serenity as much as I’ve known
howling under a desk,
waiting for recognition that my feelings which existed were allowed to exist
by the compromise of your own admittance
there was no face behind my eyes...
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LOVE POEM
Published
8th Oct 2016 1:31am
8th Oct 2016 1:31am
Clouds
You shot a hand to the sky
if I threw mine to match yours
4 days later
would they sit the same
or as hurricanes played do they never play again
accordance is immediate and will always filter away
soft restraint
as symmetry aligns me to your mind but never closer
I found a part of you
in a tiny disgusting camera
you left me your eyes and I wore them for days
until red images became nothing other than that
film scuffed and attempts to diversify my thoughts with your own fleeted
inevitably I wandered
I wander
your hands did then...
if I threw mine to match yours
4 days later
would they sit the same
or as hurricanes played do they never play again
accordance is immediate and will always filter away
soft restraint
as symmetry aligns me to your mind but never closer
I found a part of you
in a tiny disgusting camera
you left me your eyes and I wore them for days
until red images became nothing other than that
film scuffed and attempts to diversify my thoughts with your own fleeted
inevitably I wandered
I wander
your hands did then...
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SELF POEM
Published
6th Oct 2016 00:29am
6th Oct 2016 00:29am
Heads
My problems were sprouting ugly heads and you groomed each one with the softest sounds until I’d forgotten the faces
so as sounds dissolved and you couldn’t stay afloat
I masked problems with your skin
all those nights brokenhearted over dirty kitchens and passive aggression
became blameless by your voice
until I became untended to and the burden was yours
the burden.
Do I hate myself or just love to?
Tippy tapping away at a keyboard because you made my evening bright but the realisation that I needed brightening terrifies me
I need another source of...
so as sounds dissolved and you couldn’t stay afloat
I masked problems with your skin
all those nights brokenhearted over dirty kitchens and passive aggression
became blameless by your voice
until I became untended to and the burden was yours
the burden.
Do I hate myself or just love to?
Tippy tapping away at a keyboard because you made my evening bright but the realisation that I needed brightening terrifies me
I need another source of...
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Aug 2016 00:53am
9th Aug 2016 00:53am
I made you a f**king cake
I’m still in love with the boy with the dark hair and a dark face
don’t think for one second I’d replace adoration with mediocre sex
he told me I was all wrong and for him I wanted to be perfect
for you I was get what you can
while it’s still interested.
Don’t withhold secrets
I can take the lack of love
I don’t care for sweetness
your face when it was sweet fell flat and your
entire body like that of a child fed my fury at my disgust
I’d accessed something less
than I was worth
than I should have accepted
I dream stornoway...
don’t think for one second I’d replace adoration with mediocre sex
he told me I was all wrong and for him I wanted to be perfect
for you I was get what you can
while it’s still interested.
Don’t withhold secrets
I can take the lack of love
I don’t care for sweetness
your face when it was sweet fell flat and your
entire body like that of a child fed my fury at my disgust
I’d accessed something less
than I was worth
than I should have accepted
I dream stornoway...
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LOVE POEM
Published
11th Jul 2016 1:40am
11th Jul 2016 1:40am
Rigid Still
It’s 1am and I found you on an Irish Jewish ancestry site
googling your name when
my computer contains only deleted information
and my profiles all block any access
it’s such a pain logging out only to have to re-input passwords
just to see your stupid face
you don’t change your picture ever
and I know how good your privacy settings are
it’s almost as if you wouldn’t love to know I’d-
thought about you 4 times today
cried about you once
and googled your name twice
(only because I closed my tab, but that’s besides the point)
I found...
googling your name when
my computer contains only deleted information
and my profiles all block any access
it’s such a pain logging out only to have to re-input passwords
just to see your stupid face
you don’t change your picture ever
and I know how good your privacy settings are
it’s almost as if you wouldn’t love to know I’d-
thought about you 4 times today
cried about you once
and googled your name twice
(only because I closed my tab, but that’s besides the point)
I found...
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LOVE POEM
Published
11th Jun 2016 2:33am
11th Jun 2016 2:33am
Richard II
That’s it. I’m yours till you say that I’m not.
Tiptoe on the ledge
and hope that in one direction I’ll fall into your lap
the other into your head
10 percent closer to us laying in bed
pink light on
sun sets red through my one window
reflected in the only building I can see
I bought 2 extra pillows
for us
so that when we fell asleep unknowingly, no time to intertwine and I woke in the night mildly irritated that you’re fine
I could have 2 pillows I could call mine
So you say you get drunk now
and all I can wonder is...
Tiptoe on the ledge
and hope that in one direction I’ll fall into your lap
the other into your head
10 percent closer to us laying in bed
pink light on
sun sets red through my one window
reflected in the only building I can see
I bought 2 extra pillows
for us
so that when we fell asleep unknowingly, no time to intertwine and I woke in the night mildly irritated that you’re fine
I could have 2 pillows I could call mine
So you say you get drunk now
and all I can wonder is...
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Jun 2016 1:54am
5th Jun 2016 1:54am
Richard
I did it,
me
alone
I didn’t do it because I was alone
I fell into something convenient and safe
didn’t have to trust because I didn’t care
could have his tongue in anyone’s throat and I wouldn’t jerk
anyone put their hand in your chest dent I’d cry for fear they’d gotten closer to your heart than I
I saw your lips at a house party
I was wobbling when I stood straight, face to face, with half a face I knew
I wanted him to love me
in the hope that somehow that compromise would subdue
missing you
he didn’t stop to...
me
alone
I didn’t do it because I was alone
I fell into something convenient and safe
didn’t have to trust because I didn’t care
could have his tongue in anyone’s throat and I wouldn’t jerk
anyone put their hand in your chest dent I’d cry for fear they’d gotten closer to your heart than I
I saw your lips at a house party
I was wobbling when I stood straight, face to face, with half a face I knew
I wanted him to love me
in the hope that somehow that compromise would subdue
missing you
he didn’t stop to...
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th May 2016 4:24pm
10th May 2016 4:24pm
Clumsy stupid girl
In a way I want no one anymore
want to be admired, adored
see whatever’s in your eyes saying you want to fuck me
bottle it and pass it around
so that lust surrounds me
somehow I benefit from knowing I’m wanted
after being taught to want and then being discarded, it’s hard to be without prerogative.
want to be admired, adored
see whatever’s in your eyes saying you want to fuck me
bottle it and pass it around
so that lust surrounds me
somehow I benefit from knowing I’m wanted
after being taught to want and then being discarded, it’s hard to be without prerogative.
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