Submissions by zenfool
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i like fucking with words.
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Apr 2024 8:17am
11th Apr 2024 8:17am
She Asked Me to Call Her
I sense what may
be calculated delay
in responding to my texts
from my current infatuation
And it makes me smile in secret anticipation
that they don’t wanna go too fast either
That’s a far better narrative than being forgotten
overlooked
or unimportant
The difference between attraction and dismissal
Lies in the interpretation of silent pauses
be calculated delay
in responding to my texts
from my current infatuation
And it makes me smile in secret anticipation
that they don’t wanna go too fast either
That’s a far better narrative than being forgotten
overlooked
or unimportant
The difference between attraction and dismissal
Lies in the interpretation of silent pauses
#love
#crush
#friendship #FallingInLove
#friendship #FallingInLove
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th Oct 2013 8:21am
25th Oct 2013 8:21am
it
Beneath still waters,
Sharp rocks and sinkholes abound;
Secret agony.
Trapped inside my mind,
While you're trapped inside your own.
Together apart.
"I'm just not happy,"
she said, but not until it
was too late for us.
insert stupid heart
broken haiku in this space
i can't do it now
Sharp rocks and sinkholes abound;
Secret agony.
Trapped inside my mind,
While you're trapped inside your own.
Together apart.
"I'm just not happy,"
she said, but not until it
was too late for us.
insert stupid heart
broken haiku in this space
i can't do it now
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EROTIC POEM
Published
25th Oct 2013 8:04am
25th Oct 2013 8:04am
untitled poem about f**king while tripping
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
21st Oct 2013 9:38am
21st Oct 2013 9:38am
After We Left the Club
We step inside my room, the scent of alcohol on our breath. I close the door and turn to reach for the light switch. Suddenly, violently, you grab me, slam me into the door, knock me breathless. Your leg between mine, our lips crush together; kissing, biting, sucking... I'm getting light-headed; the passion, the alcohol, the lust, the lack of air, all combine to ignite burning white flashes behind my eyes. I shove you away, hard; your teeth tear my lip. I taste my own salty blood and my hunger for you surges...
I slide my hand through your hair, clench my fist, and jerk your head...
I slide my hand through your hair, clench my fist, and jerk your head...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
21st Oct 2013 9:22am
21st Oct 2013 9:22am
Duet
My fingers caress her body
Sliding along her length
She cries, softly, as my fingers pause,
Then begin again
Faster, my hands move of their own volition
She screams, she shouts, she wails,
She's beautiful and warm
And I dance with her, my fingers a blur
We're one, bonded together
By her voice, the music
It quickens my pulse
As the tempo increases
Sensual music, created by both
Who are now one.
My saxophone and I...
Sliding along her length
She cries, softly, as my fingers pause,
Then begin again
Faster, my hands move of their own volition
She screams, she shouts, she wails,
She's beautiful and warm
And I dance with her, my fingers a blur
We're one, bonded together
By her voice, the music
It quickens my pulse
As the tempo increases
Sensual music, created by both
Who are now one.
My saxophone and I...
1595 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Oct 2013 5:41pm
20th Oct 2013 5:41pm
I Fell Down a Well
I found a well
and in I fell
down to Hell.
It was very hot
and smelled a lot
of reek and rot.
So I grabbed a pick
and ran lickety-split
into Old Nick!!!
I was so afraid
of being flayed
I hit his haid!!!
He got really mad
and red (a tad).
Things looked bad.
So I ran up the well
rang the church bell
and proceeded to tell
about being in Hell.
Well I don't know why
But they said "You lie!"
so I left with a sigh.
I jumped back in the well
and slid back to Hell....
and in I fell
down to Hell.
It was very hot
and smelled a lot
of reek and rot.
So I grabbed a pick
and ran lickety-split
into Old Nick!!!
I was so afraid
of being flayed
I hit his haid!!!
He got really mad
and red (a tad).
Things looked bad.
So I ran up the well
rang the church bell
and proceeded to tell
about being in Hell.
Well I don't know why
But they said "You lie!"
so I left with a sigh.
I jumped back in the well
and slid back to Hell....
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LOVE POEM
Published
20th Oct 2013 5:35pm
20th Oct 2013 5:35pm
fault
i don't know what's happened to my head
emotions spinning while my heart is dead
blame myself for all the things you've done
locked in darkness reaching for the sun
but i can't see it
i'll never be it
i can't see through it
i'll never do it
it's so damn dark
here in my heart
black as a pit
feeling like shit
but it's not my fault
it's not my fault
it can't be...
please tell me please
it's just not my fault...
you gave me all the things i hate
now in your eyes i don't seem to rate
i...
emotions spinning while my heart is dead
blame myself for all the things you've done
locked in darkness reaching for the sun
but i can't see it
i'll never be it
i can't see through it
i'll never do it
it's so damn dark
here in my heart
black as a pit
feeling like shit
but it's not my fault
it's not my fault
it can't be...
please tell me please
it's just not my fault...
you gave me all the things i hate
now in your eyes i don't seem to rate
i...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Oct 2013 9:32am
12th Oct 2013 9:32am
Mythic Arrogance
"I love you!" she screamed,
and as with the rest of the groupies
I smiled and thanked her
while walking away
"You're beautiful!" he whispered,
touching my face,
and I nodded "You're right!",
gently peeling his fingers away
"We're meant for one another!
Let me love you forever!"
Another awestruck maiden
and my patience wears thin
"How could I love any of you?
Have you seen yourselves? Have you seen ME?!?"
Striding away proudly, my head held high.
She curses me silently,...
and as with the rest of the groupies
I smiled and thanked her
while walking away
"You're beautiful!" he whispered,
touching my face,
and I nodded "You're right!",
gently peeling his fingers away
"We're meant for one another!
Let me love you forever!"
Another awestruck maiden
and my patience wears thin
"How could I love any of you?
Have you seen yourselves? Have you seen ME?!?"
Striding away proudly, my head held high.
She curses me silently,...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
11th Oct 2013 7:27pm
11th Oct 2013 7:27pm
Past Time (part 1)
This is like the 27th time I’ve tried to write this all down. I used to open every time with “I’m not crazy,” but after saying it so many times it started to lose its meaning. And anyway, saying “I’m not crazy,” isn’t the best way to convince people that you’re not crazy, if you know what I mean. But there’s also the fact that maybe, just maybe, I am crazy. Maybe a little bit, maybe a lot. I don’t know. I mean, do crazy people know they’re crazy? Or does knowing that you’re crazy actually indicate enough self-awareness to invalidate the craziness?
But I don’t think I’m crazy. My...
But I don’t think I’m crazy. My...
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LOVE POEM
Published
11th Oct 2013 2:15am
11th Oct 2013 2:15am
crazy for you but mainly just crazy
lovin you is super cool
and tasting you is paradise
your smile turns me into a fool
i wanna stock your shelves with my merchandise
i wake up hard with you in my head
and weep tears of joy on my erection
never wanna wash the sheets on my bed
til you put down my insurrection
you make me smile, you make me grin
you're my soulmate and i'm your gigolo
fucking you's like angelically divine sin
so why not kiss me on my mistletoe?
two halves of one soul, that's gotta be fate
or at least something like true love
marry...
and tasting you is paradise
your smile turns me into a fool
i wanna stock your shelves with my merchandise
i wake up hard with you in my head
and weep tears of joy on my erection
never wanna wash the sheets on my bed
til you put down my insurrection
you make me smile, you make me grin
you're my soulmate and i'm your gigolo
fucking you's like angelically divine sin
so why not kiss me on my mistletoe?
two halves of one soul, that's gotta be fate
or at least something like true love
marry...
763 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Oct 2013 6:39pm
9th Oct 2013 6:39pm
Why Me?
Why me?” she asks with a smile in her eyes as I stumble and murmur and vaguely reassure. She never holds it against me. I’ve never been quick or nimble when it comes to improvisation.
So we hug and we kiss and sometimes we fuck, and I try to forget the momentary surprise and dismay I see tattooed on her face when my response can be summed up “I don’t know.”
Because I always forget to tell her about our first slow dance, when she ran her fingers through my hair, put her head on my shoulder, and got makeup on my heart. And I can never remember to remind her of how she made me...
So we hug and we kiss and sometimes we fuck, and I try to forget the momentary surprise and dismay I see tattooed on her face when my response can be summed up “I don’t know.”
Because I always forget to tell her about our first slow dance, when she ran her fingers through my hair, put her head on my shoulder, and got makeup on my heart. And I can never remember to remind her of how she made me...
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