stop short of the minority. no benefits on this fringe; the size of my sizzle alone is enough to stop short of me. stop short of an alien,
By ⸘jason alan‽about a year ago in Poets
A gentle hand caresses an anxious back The aroma of our morning coffee lingers longer than the morning hours The flavors of your Chapstick…Nope that’s for me
By Matthew J. Frommabout a year ago in Poets
Note: Yeah, it's my birthday... - K. D. * From the alarm's demand, I rise to Supertramp's Goodbye to a Stranger. The screen light hits my eyes hard in the dark of this early start.
By Kendall Defoe about a year ago in Poets
Chlorine fills my nostrils, burning bleach scorching the innards of my nose Clawing at cold waters, fingers turning numb now, shriveled like prunes, my arms ache as they flail to no avail
By Kenneth cruzabout a year ago in Poets
I heard today The universe is an infinite garden of forking paths I sat and thought about that How it sums it all up so well
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
White satin sheets now painted crimson red like a murder scene Our pungent heavy aromatic scent looms hanging in the air, as if we were committing our dead endlessly; again and again
Changes Through the Years Looking back through the years Today I opened my ‘2023 my life songs’ Through all the tears of
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
I am no man I am a compendium of cryptids I can barely see my watch From all the hair I got from the Squatch Give me a pan
I see shadows wander in the moon’s soft glow, a house I’ve stayed in, where whispers flow. Its timbers creak with mournful sighs,
By Lillyabout a year ago in Poets
soft slippery silk stoppers sidetracking sight, sharpening senses passion perfumes, perspiration pheromones permeating pillows
By Judey Kalchik about a year ago in Poets
i know what he tells my friends, refreshing all the rumors at the mill. i am here for one thing, or three: captivated, infatuated, in a limerence.
Sometimes you just need your mind to rest, to turn off even for a few minutes, and breathe in clarity. Sometimes you’re all you need.
By Uncledee'about a year ago in Poets
