Submissions by unspoken_varibles
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
implosive
Borrowed Time
And I will weild willingness to deny how much I loved you - Just as I will deny how much you've
hurt me - Until everything you were is exiled from within - Our memories no longer timeless,
I have the will to not remember you.
hurt me - Until everything you were is exiled from within - Our memories no longer timeless,
I have the will to not remember you.
#regret
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In other words
Your lessons were given to me in teaspoons
of solace
There I laid anomalously supine on
a Sahara of hardwood floor between each
ache, moment & this obsidian body,
Fully musing origamis of desire,
Fully aware of my Now
Knowing, well, trying to accept this (( I )) that
belongs to no-one
of solace
There I laid anomalously supine on
a Sahara of hardwood floor between each
ache, moment & this obsidian body,
Fully musing origamis of desire,
Fully aware of my Now
Knowing, well, trying to accept this (( I )) that
belongs to no-one
#emptiness
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To leave a thought without conclusion
I just -
I do not remember,
I just do not remember being so small in your hands
What I do remember is a moment, a time, an eternity
of relevance and significance
I do not remember,
I just do not remember being so small in your hands
What I do remember is a moment, a time, an eternity
of relevance and significance
#grief
#rejection
#bittersweet
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I've danced in my darkest place
It was like: :: :
I opened my eyes.
Then they opened again.
I opened my eyes.
Then they opened again.
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#redemption
#philosophical
#sacrifice
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I would rather wear nothing but you.
with you fitting
into my experience
is another type of
matter:
of universe,
of righteous
purgatory,
of heaven?
It feels as though
I'm being slowly
torn apart
piece by piece
pillaged from the
dead back to
to life
your scent
your presence
your taste
you're everything
into my experience
is another type of
matter:
of universe,
of righteous
purgatory,
of heaven?
It feels as though
I'm being slowly
torn apart
piece by piece
pillaged from the
dead back to
to life
your scent
your presence
your taste
you're everything
#redemption
#admiration
#nostalgia #passion
#nostalgia #passion
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No less divine
No soft breath goes without
pain's regalia
then words that are stroked
as they come, are secondary
surely:
you're the closest;
the closet resemblance to
love.
I've ever known.
pain's regalia
then words that are stroked
as they come, are secondary
surely:
you're the closest;
the closet resemblance to
love.
I've ever known.
#learning
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White Honey: I called it war paint_you called it a harvesting of love
a subtle query would be
to crawl between his ribs,
hold on tight,, nestle
make love on the floor of
his borderless epistolary
with wine dipped toes;
I compose the
circumference of his
irises, he draws maps
with breath
savoured
waterfalling
I musefully
"he needs me, he wants
to revel, lick and lather
in my mind and the taste
of my cunt"
I think he knows
he must...
to crawl between his ribs,
hold on tight,, nestle
make love on the floor of
his borderless epistolary
with wine dipped toes;
I compose the
circumference of his
irises, he draws maps
with breath
savoured
waterfalling
I musefully
"he needs me, he wants
to revel, lick and lather
in my mind and the taste
of my cunt"
I think he knows
he must...
#anxiety
#conflict
#LifeStruggles
#confessional
#sensual
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You are anthropogenically fascinating
Life generally holds a few precious things
and if you possess any or all these
then nothing else matters
and if you possess none of them then &
only then is anything else deemed
worthless'
in exegesis we are but long versions, an
inch away from being etched axioms-aching
and if you possess any or all these
then nothing else matters
and if you possess none of them then &
only then is anything else deemed
worthless'
in exegesis we are but long versions, an
inch away from being etched axioms-aching
#love
#conflict
#identity
#LifeChangingMoment
#escape
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Acupuncture
my heart’s been dropped
one too many times between
floorboards where pearls
were cultivated in soil and
barbs vines
moments which taught me to
look away, relentlessly
mindfully origami’ed.
quietly lost, I wonder off
path into unordain
territory
I think of father, how stars
would fall out of the sky as he
would orbit empty bottles
with no real courage only
liquid psychosis bittering his
inner divinity
he kept vocals and affection
hidden as though they were ...
one too many times between
floorboards where pearls
were cultivated in soil and
barbs vines
moments which taught me to
look away, relentlessly
mindfully origami’ed.
quietly lost, I wonder off
path into unordain
territory
I think of father, how stars
would fall out of the sky as he
would orbit empty bottles
with no real courage only
liquid psychosis bittering his
inner divinity
he kept vocals and affection
hidden as though they were ...
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#river
#nostalgia
#love
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