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I heard a friend got married;
I heard my classmate carried
A baby
A few years ago
And I -
I held a boy's hand
For two minutes
Once.
In the dark.
The girl who fucked me over -
She strips.
Never kissed,
Never lived,
That's the sob story.
When nights come
And I
I
Get sick of this ignorance
I reach for bliss.
These fingers,
They wander.
These lips that speak
These lips that sleep
They hunger.
This mind that suffered
Alone
For far too long
They shake these shackles
And relish the cuts and bruises they made
These blood drops from
Heart
Trying
Trying
To live.
This body,
Too big for your skinny clothes,
Too small for my restless soul,
This body -
It aches for liberty.
It aches for flight.
My heart screams
For stream of tears and painful tears.
My soul stirs
For the music clinging and won't let me go.
Ready,
My body says.
Shed some skin
Let someone slither
In.
Please make me forget the body that I'm in.
Let the hurt be a voice of
The air you send me so
My lungs may forget
That I stopped
Breathing
Two years ago.
Let the gentle be a faint note from a piano key
So I may sing with you,
So I may utter
The words I longed to borrow
From Cummings
(Cuming)
'i like my body when it is with your
body.'
Make me lose this self.
Make me new.
Phoenix
Out of the ashes.
Girl under twilit skies.
Mermaid in blue.
C, who's going to love you?
Art: James Needham
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