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Gone (Collaboration: Rina 'Vee' & Anthony Hendrix)
What was I going to find
stumbling in the dark
while you were near
standing in the shadows
holding the truth.
Your warm breath
caressed my bare shoulders
shimmering like
dying stars.
Just as I turned
to embrace the desuetude
you were gone
gone,
like the morning
light.
Never
to be found.
Again,
I held on
to everything you left behind
slowly pushing
back
to the dark
corners of my mind
replacing you with
the mundane.
While I repeated
your words
..'Cause I'm not sentimental like that!'
I searched
for the texture
of carelessly tossed
promises
hurled,
against swollen clouds
bursting with pelting rain
the long days of tangled togetherness
gone.
Gone, with the sails.
While the silence
laid in the palm of my hands, still
murderous, horrible and beautiful
waiting for the storm
surging from my veins
longing for a minuscular
moment
from
yesterday.
I was gone before you
could let me know
you were in love.
You were,
I saw it in your eyes,
I felt it in your touch.
You wanted to believe the
lies behind my childish smile,
lies I wish I hadn't told.
You thought you found
something real with me,
I was too caught up in
twenties fantasies.
Sometimes, I think about us
sharing cigs on cold nights
or climbing out onto the roof
and talking till sunrise.
I miss that, often.
The memory of leaving
is difficult to forget.
You just laid in silence
asleep under the covers,
happy you weren’t alone.
I left without a goodbye.
I left without a trace.
Why I can’t come back is
the same reason I’m gone.
There are no hidden truths to me,
I’m just a bird with no wings.
I had the audacity to desire
your strength curved, against
the contours of my gentle waves.
Beckoning you
to the sun kissed
shores.
Grazing on
ruby red lips.
Bitten,
blood stained
with lustful hunger
intoxicated and swooned.
Washed with bottle of Jacks,
recalling traces of your touch
searching in photographs
Was I ever in love with you.
Gone,
Like the idea of you.
I felt something with
you I forgot existed.
You had pain in your glance and
a certain realness in your words.
I’ve always wanted to feel a
connection like I did with
you but I never knew how
terrifying it would be to me.
You could hurt me.
You could leave me.
You were everything.
Sometimes, I wonder what
you would say about me
If you were to tell the story.
I’d hope you knew it wasn’t you.
I’d been alone for so long
I forgot how to be in love--
I forgot that you were never
supposed to let it just, be gone.
stumbling in the dark
while you were near
standing in the shadows
holding the truth.
Your warm breath
caressed my bare shoulders
shimmering like
dying stars.
Just as I turned
to embrace the desuetude
you were gone
gone,
like the morning
light.
Never
to be found.
Again,
I held on
to everything you left behind
slowly pushing
back
to the dark
corners of my mind
replacing you with
the mundane.
While I repeated
your words
..'Cause I'm not sentimental like that!'
I searched
for the texture
of carelessly tossed
promises
hurled,
against swollen clouds
bursting with pelting rain
the long days of tangled togetherness
gone.
Gone, with the sails.
While the silence
laid in the palm of my hands, still
murderous, horrible and beautiful
waiting for the storm
surging from my veins
longing for a minuscular
moment
from
yesterday.
I was gone before you
could let me know
you were in love.
You were,
I saw it in your eyes,
I felt it in your touch.
You wanted to believe the
lies behind my childish smile,
lies I wish I hadn't told.
You thought you found
something real with me,
I was too caught up in
twenties fantasies.
Sometimes, I think about us
sharing cigs on cold nights
or climbing out onto the roof
and talking till sunrise.
I miss that, often.
The memory of leaving
is difficult to forget.
You just laid in silence
asleep under the covers,
happy you weren’t alone.
I left without a goodbye.
I left without a trace.
Why I can’t come back is
the same reason I’m gone.
There are no hidden truths to me,
I’m just a bird with no wings.
I had the audacity to desire
your strength curved, against
the contours of my gentle waves.
Beckoning you
to the sun kissed
shores.
Grazing on
ruby red lips.
Bitten,
blood stained
with lustful hunger
intoxicated and swooned.
Washed with bottle of Jacks,
recalling traces of your touch
searching in photographs
Was I ever in love with you.
Gone,
Like the idea of you.
I felt something with
you I forgot existed.
You had pain in your glance and
a certain realness in your words.
I’ve always wanted to feel a
connection like I did with
you but I never knew how
terrifying it would be to me.
You could hurt me.
You could leave me.
You were everything.
Sometimes, I wonder what
you would say about me
If you were to tell the story.
I’d hope you knew it wasn’t you.
I’d been alone for so long
I forgot how to be in love--
I forgot that you were never
supposed to let it just, be gone.
Published 11th Sep 2014
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Anonymous
11th Sep 2014 2:47am
Anthony, thank you for this fantastic collab, our styles merged together so well and i'm very impressed with the result :) You made it super easy and it was fun.
11th Sep 2014 3:00am
Anonymous
11th Sep 2014 3:12am
Cool write you two. Enjoyed the journey.
11th Sep 2014 3:19am
11th Sep 2014 4:10am
"You thought you found
something real with me,
I was too caught up in
twenties fantasies."
nailed it young poet
something real with me,
I was too caught up in
twenties fantasies."
nailed it young poet
11th Sep 2014 4:21am
11th Sep 2014 7:15am
this is great AH...really, really enjoyed it...you two did well together...doesn't always work...but this time it did...
congrats to both of you... :)
congrats to both of you... :)
11th Sep 2014 7:04pm
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11th Sep 2014 7:05pm
14th Sep 2014 3:46am
Excellent collab piece. This is totally a stupid question to be put out onto the sanctity of the pristine comment boards, but which portions are from which contributor? My semi-discerned hunch is that the italic font is from Vee and the bold regular is of yourself. I should know this without asking, based on analysis of both your styles and all that - I'm starting to read your other works and I much appreciate the works of Rina (before and after her great deluging) - but I've been up since 4am and was soaked to the bone out in the rain-whipping winds of a fall arriving one week too early, and am quite considerably droggy and non-minded, I just want to be absolutely certain!
26th Sep 2014 5:04pm
Thank you! It means a lot because I really enjoyed this one. Writting is such an isolated event that it's nice to do it with someone else. Oh and you got the whos who right. Thanks for stopping in and sorry for the late reply, I'm a lazy asshole sometimes lol
1st Oct 2014 9:04am
No worries on any latenesses, this site is a curtain-roomed pillow gathering of strange-dressed bohemians, not a stern corporate boardroom of conservative shareholders!
I think the comment made above by member KateA nails it: "...you two did well together...doesn't always work...but this time it did..."
Keep it up!
I think the comment made above by member KateA nails it: "...you two did well together...doesn't always work...but this time it did..."
Keep it up!
1st Oct 2014 11:29pm
thats a cool metaphor lol and thanks..the idea was Vee's and she did all the leg work so props to her!
All I had to do was not sound like an idiot lol
All I had to do was not sound like an idiot lol
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14th Aug 2021 7:27pm
This is a great Collab! Congratulations to both of you. It really made for an enjoyable read... It kept me hooked on to it till its end.... Thanks for sharing 😊
15th Aug 2021 00:23am
Thx I hadn't been on this page in 70 days and logged in to your comment so again, thank you!
