Submissions by usernames_r_lame
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Oh To Be in Love
Watching the shadow of the smoke
On the wall
A flame now put out
And then another
Find me peeling oranges and humming somewhere
He says things that dance on my eye lashes
He says things that kiss the tendrils of hair before my ear so softly
It makes me wish for you again
It makes me wonder if I had always wished for you
Or if that was a dream
Oh to be this romantic
Oh to be in love
Curse my fingers and toes
Let me run naked into the darkness
Maybe never to return
Maybe to dance by the light...
On the wall
A flame now put out
And then another
Find me peeling oranges and humming somewhere
He says things that dance on my eye lashes
He says things that kiss the tendrils of hair before my ear so softly
It makes me wish for you again
It makes me wonder if I had always wished for you
Or if that was a dream
Oh to be this romantic
Oh to be in love
Curse my fingers and toes
Let me run naked into the darkness
Maybe never to return
Maybe to dance by the light...
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Old Bricks
It was spring in grade school
Teachers cleaning up their rooms
We would watch movies or wander the school
Pretending to be in bathrooms
And hiding in the library
They told me to clap erasers with him
So we went down the stars to the art room
stood on the fire escape relishing in our achievements;
I remember thinking how far the dumpster looked
And the fence
With the cats and over grown weeds
Clapping erasers and thinking of many things
We locked our selves out
I think I yelled at him
We went around to the front ...
Teachers cleaning up their rooms
We would watch movies or wander the school
Pretending to be in bathrooms
And hiding in the library
They told me to clap erasers with him
So we went down the stars to the art room
stood on the fire escape relishing in our achievements;
I remember thinking how far the dumpster looked
And the fence
With the cats and over grown weeds
Clapping erasers and thinking of many things
We locked our selves out
I think I yelled at him
We went around to the front ...
#school
#memories
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In Motion
Remember when we parked at Td bank
And spread glitter on eachothers cheeks
Tan skin and peach tea
Our band t shirts and my car
We sang along to some shitty song
Stopped at cvs to get another disposable
And we were off
Stopped at the park
To dance to the guitars
Drove home to Amy Winehouse
And kept going
Do you remember
How we laughed
And got on our bikes
10 pm in the traffic light tint
Made you stand in front of the old school
While Lola played
Before driving to the end of the island ...
And spread glitter on eachothers cheeks
Tan skin and peach tea
Our band t shirts and my car
We sang along to some shitty song
Stopped at cvs to get another disposable
And we were off
Stopped at the park
To dance to the guitars
Drove home to Amy Winehouse
And kept going
Do you remember
How we laughed
And got on our bikes
10 pm in the traffic light tint
Made you stand in front of the old school
While Lola played
Before driving to the end of the island ...
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The Shells You Shed to Be Here
Cushioned pews
Loose buttons on my skirt
And my coat
lying limp as we kneel on the wooden kneelers
Hushed into boredom
And prayer as well
We played a game that year
During the stations of the cross
Trying to pass the time in between all the standing sitting standing
Talking without talking
Wondering when I would appreciate it all
I don’t think I’ve ever told you a lot of this;
I used to love the stain glass windows in Saint Lawrence church
Counting the cement slabs
And squinting at the...
Loose buttons on my skirt
And my coat
lying limp as we kneel on the wooden kneelers
Hushed into boredom
And prayer as well
We played a game that year
During the stations of the cross
Trying to pass the time in between all the standing sitting standing
Talking without talking
Wondering when I would appreciate it all
I don’t think I’ve ever told you a lot of this;
I used to love the stain glass windows in Saint Lawrence church
Counting the cement slabs
And squinting at the...
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The Graveyard
I had a dream
We were in the graveyard
In the spring
With sparklers and
Cricket sounds before dusk
The bats were flying and we
Played You’re the Top by cole porter on my record player
I could feel the breeze and the heat
And your laughter
They were there too
On the blanket
I stood
Picking cactus pricks out of my arms
She eats a cream sickle
I can tell you have too
When you kiss me
I remember hoping to jump in the river
And lemonade
And I wonder if we can ever be like this; ...
We were in the graveyard
In the spring
With sparklers and
Cricket sounds before dusk
The bats were flying and we
Played You’re the Top by cole porter on my record player
I could feel the breeze and the heat
And your laughter
They were there too
On the blanket
I stood
Picking cactus pricks out of my arms
She eats a cream sickle
I can tell you have too
When you kiss me
I remember hoping to jump in the river
And lemonade
And I wonder if we can ever be like this; ...
#dreams
#graveyard
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The Coward
Would you think better of me
If I told you I wished she was okay too
Jealousy is an intoxicating past time
I can’t stop myself from feeling
If I show im trying not to be
Would you think I was good
Would you?
It is all just an entanglement
Of little moments
The same way I pretend I am good
With other things
Clicking “open to honest criticism”, instead of ,“friendly feedback”
Yes does that make me seem any less afraid
Does it?
Fear is such an intrepid ghost
I have tried to face
Does that make you think I am...
If I told you I wished she was okay too
Jealousy is an intoxicating past time
I can’t stop myself from feeling
If I show im trying not to be
Would you think I was good
Would you?
It is all just an entanglement
Of little moments
The same way I pretend I am good
With other things
Clicking “open to honest criticism”, instead of ,“friendly feedback”
Yes does that make me seem any less afraid
Does it?
Fear is such an intrepid ghost
I have tried to face
Does that make you think I am...
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Waiting
Cherry vodka
Mixed with the scent of
Cigarettes and weed
Languid eyeballs
Crop tops
And self hate;
Your phone dying
and my phone dying
and yours again
And blaming our bad
social skills on everyone else
Wanting to vomit
Bathrooms with no locks
Cat calls
“How old are you?”
And waiting for you
All the time
And her
all the time
Someone all the fucking time
Long Drives home
Feeling empty
So very empty
And the glow of the red lights
In the early morning darkness
...
Mixed with the scent of
Cigarettes and weed
Languid eyeballs
Crop tops
And self hate;
Your phone dying
and my phone dying
and yours again
And blaming our bad
social skills on everyone else
Wanting to vomit
Bathrooms with no locks
Cat calls
“How old are you?”
And waiting for you
All the time
And her
all the time
Someone all the fucking time
Long Drives home
Feeling empty
So very empty
And the glow of the red lights
In the early morning darkness
...
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Like a Movie
I’m a little fucked up
And when you dissapeared
Tonight
I got so scared
Darling don’t go without warning
I’m much too fragile;
And we both know
Things are spiraling everywhere
Letting me sleep over all the time
And telling you I loved you for the first time
I was so nervous i made myself sick
and you laughed and wondered why I was so scared;
The other night we watched a christmas film and made love in the boring middle part
And afterwords
We rushed to see the snowfall outside your window
While you held...
And when you dissapeared
Tonight
I got so scared
Darling don’t go without warning
I’m much too fragile;
And we both know
Things are spiraling everywhere
Letting me sleep over all the time
And telling you I loved you for the first time
I was so nervous i made myself sick
and you laughed and wondered why I was so scared;
The other night we watched a christmas film and made love in the boring middle part
And afterwords
We rushed to see the snowfall outside your window
While you held...
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Sunday Afternoon
Pills to kill your pill addiction
cockroach crawling down your spine
where have you been dear paranoia
tell me a secret and I'll tell you mine
and the wind keeps blowing
across this place
banging on windows like eager salesmen
I yell "come in" but you never do;
it's Sunday afternoon
and all I can think of are
the bike rides
rosy cheeks
and sunset
dinner time and vacuuming the stairs
the sound of football on the tv
as I look out my window
nervousness
so much nervousness
and nostalgia
constantly ...
cockroach crawling down your spine
where have you been dear paranoia
tell me a secret and I'll tell you mine
and the wind keeps blowing
across this place
banging on windows like eager salesmen
I yell "come in" but you never do;
it's Sunday afternoon
and all I can think of are
the bike rides
rosy cheeks
and sunset
dinner time and vacuuming the stairs
the sound of football on the tv
as I look out my window
nervousness
so much nervousness
and nostalgia
constantly ...
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The Window
It was dark and I ran up the stairs
Tangled hair and no shoes
Echos of some conversation in the kitchen;
You love to turn the candles on in the windows for company even when you are leaving
And you were leaving
And the candle was lit in the window
Sitting on the ledge on top of my puzzle books
to watch you get in your car
Under the street light
Laughing silently to yourselves
I Imagined you were someone else
The cold and your coats
And the moon was a sliver of white in the sky
drives through wooded neighborhoods ...
Tangled hair and no shoes
Echos of some conversation in the kitchen;
You love to turn the candles on in the windows for company even when you are leaving
And you were leaving
And the candle was lit in the window
Sitting on the ledge on top of my puzzle books
to watch you get in your car
Under the street light
Laughing silently to yourselves
I Imagined you were someone else
The cold and your coats
And the moon was a sliver of white in the sky
drives through wooded neighborhoods ...
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Too Close For Comfort
I drew a cat while you messed with the back of your guitar
And it was nice
And quiet
And we didn’t have to pretend
Or speak
Just sit and do what we do when we are alone
As if we were alone
Except we weren't;
And when you left I remembered how comforting it is to be in the same room with you
i didn’t want to let go
More than before
and I almost wished you would turn around
and come back to kiss me
one more time
or two more times
Tell me you didn’t have to go
even though we both know how tired I was ...
And it was nice
And quiet
And we didn’t have to pretend
Or speak
Just sit and do what we do when we are alone
As if we were alone
Except we weren't;
And when you left I remembered how comforting it is to be in the same room with you
i didn’t want to let go
More than before
and I almost wished you would turn around
and come back to kiss me
one more time
or two more times
Tell me you didn’t have to go
even though we both know how tired I was ...
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Maybe you Could Show me Sometime
We are more one than I have ever been with someone
More one than two could ever get their hands on
More one than I thought I could be for a while;
And I love saying goodbye to you
Because it never feels like sadness
I love it because we do the cheesiest things I never thought someone would do
We ran outside to see the moon turn orange above my building
We found it far off on the opposite side
And we stared at it as if we had just discovered a new animal
Pleased with our accomplishment in large;
I asked you if you wanted the moon, ...
More one than two could ever get their hands on
More one than I thought I could be for a while;
And I love saying goodbye to you
Because it never feels like sadness
I love it because we do the cheesiest things I never thought someone would do
We ran outside to see the moon turn orange above my building
We found it far off on the opposite side
And we stared at it as if we had just discovered a new animal
Pleased with our accomplishment in large;
I asked you if you wanted the moon, ...
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