Stream of Consciousness
Red velvet
why do you cover your eyes when I cry out your name? Are you afraid of the world pulling out the rug from our feet? will you surface from the depths of our smoky, wet, starving sounds to know my depth of feelings for you? I frequently have to pause and reflect on the past because I know it pains you so, yet as we speak masterfully without tongues, it hurts in a good place… knowing we can capture this without having our heartbeats off synch in a clockless world.
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
The Flavor of your Affections
You drank to numb yourself out from your own mind & thoughts. I drank for all the ones you shared. The ones that slipped through your lousy, loosened filter. The ones the drink decided were fine to be set free. Or maybe it's because of the drink, the filter could no longer prevent the thoughts from pouring out.
By Hayley Matto2 years ago in Poets
Love for Sale is a Misnomer
Besides a whole family home, people are lonely. Since the lockdowns from the pandemic, we haven’t been the same. The desperation for company and relationships is discernible. And the pain is real. How can we rebound? The proof is everywhere. Ads for online dating, incels looking for a connection willing to pay for a service that doesn’t exist. And yet, folks keep signing up, hoping for a miracle and being taken advantage of primarily by charlatans or bots. These days, incels talk to fake people without knowing the difference.
By Rene Volpi 2 years ago in Poets
