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[WIP]
the pulp of an orange
twisting like a labyrinthine
tear my carpels apart
consume my pericarp
tenuous chiffon, unveil me
rip me from my seams
pick out the loose threads
something you'll never mend
.
.
.
.
.
.
(when i first got together with
my partner, it was hard for me
i was unused to feeling
the rawness and reality of love.
so quickly i became obsessed
with that idea and i felt afraid.
i didn't want him to leave me
and the only type of love that
i felt or knew meant being taken
advantage of as a sign of loyality.
so, i felt afraid that he treated me
better. i wanted him to break me,
pull me apart, consume everything
i was so willing to give to him...
as we grew and matured together,
i found myself becoming more and
more in love with him as i realized
that he never wanted to leave me
and wanted to relentlessly love me
at the same time)
twisting like a labyrinthine
tear my carpels apart
consume my pericarp
tenuous chiffon, unveil me
rip me from my seams
pick out the loose threads
something you'll never mend
.
.
.
.
.
.
(when i first got together with
my partner, it was hard for me
i was unused to feeling
the rawness and reality of love.
so quickly i became obsessed
with that idea and i felt afraid.
i didn't want him to leave me
and the only type of love that
i felt or knew meant being taken
advantage of as a sign of loyality.
so, i felt afraid that he treated me
better. i wanted him to break me,
pull me apart, consume everything
i was so willing to give to him...
as we grew and matured together,
i found myself becoming more and
more in love with him as i realized
that he never wanted to leave me
and wanted to relentlessly love me
at the same time)
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