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I am
The upward curl
Of her mouth,
The smile she wears
When she has no doubt
That what she sees
Is true.
I am all her cares.
I am the glimmer
In her eyes -
All she sees
Because I leave her blind.
I am the polluted oxygen
She thrives off of -
The very same toxicity
Coursing through her veins,
Merely a harlequin
Who increases her pains.
I am the king
Of her body,
Of her heart.
I am all that she values
And I value all that
She has to lose.
I am the fall
Before the pain,
The slow dancing
Of the dying leaves
In a season
Without the rain.
I am the largest planet
In her universe,
Maybe not her sun
But I am the only one
Her earth
Revolves around.
I am the diamonds
Around her neck,
Throttling her with authority
And leaving her to be
Nothing but a silent wreck.
I am the one
To whom she willingly
Sacrificed her sanity,
The one
Who should consider himself lucky
To receive it all for free.
I am lacking
The adrenaline that conquest
Should bring -
The fire I set ablaze
To triumph her
Old ways
Now means only ashes remain
And she's burnt out.
I am not proud
Of starting fires
And leaving much
To be desired
But my goal has been met
And I am perfectly aware
That it's me
She'll never forget.
I am conscious
Of the fact that
She falls to her knees
To satisfy my every wish
And I am
Able to tower over her
As she attempts to please
My desires
Though they are childish.
I am a painter
And she is my masterpiece,
Worth a thousand words
But words escape me,
And who's to say
What I didn't?
I am
The ice in her soul,
Freezing her now stone cold
Heart and leaving her unsure
Of where to start.
The upward curl
Of her mouth,
The smile she wears
When she has no doubt
That what she sees
Is true.
I am all her cares.
I am the glimmer
In her eyes -
All she sees
Because I leave her blind.
I am the polluted oxygen
She thrives off of -
The very same toxicity
Coursing through her veins,
Merely a harlequin
Who increases her pains.
I am the king
Of her body,
Of her heart.
I am all that she values
And I value all that
She has to lose.
I am the fall
Before the pain,
The slow dancing
Of the dying leaves
In a season
Without the rain.
I am the largest planet
In her universe,
Maybe not her sun
But I am the only one
Her earth
Revolves around.
I am the diamonds
Around her neck,
Throttling her with authority
And leaving her to be
Nothing but a silent wreck.
I am the one
To whom she willingly
Sacrificed her sanity,
The one
Who should consider himself lucky
To receive it all for free.
I am lacking
The adrenaline that conquest
Should bring -
The fire I set ablaze
To triumph her
Old ways
Now means only ashes remain
And she's burnt out.
I am not proud
Of starting fires
And leaving much
To be desired
But my goal has been met
And I am perfectly aware
That it's me
She'll never forget.
I am conscious
Of the fact that
She falls to her knees
To satisfy my every wish
And I am
Able to tower over her
As she attempts to please
My desires
Though they are childish.
I am a painter
And she is my masterpiece,
Worth a thousand words
But words escape me,
And who's to say
What I didn't?
I am
The ice in her soul,
Freezing her now stone cold
Heart and leaving her unsure
Of where to start.
Literature
confessions of a misguided poet
certain things in my mind
would be better left unsaid,
such as:
i. how I stared at a bottle of pills
for an hour as if they would slide down
my throat on their own.
ii. when I stepped out of the shower
with bloody knees and didn't bother
to put a band aid over them.
iii. why I can't keep a smile long
enough for someone to take
my picture.
iv. who I wanted to be when I was
a little girl and who I am
right here and now.
v. where I tried to jump off a
bridge and landed in water
deep enough for me to swim in.
vi. what I wanted to scream at
you that day but I just stayed
silent and hoped you would forget.
no more pretty words and
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Literature
Adults
I envy those people
who leave home
at eighteen
and live like twenty-five year olds,
looking out for themselves
like folks did in the good ol’ days,
drinking whiskey straight,
driving all night with no limits,
loving and fucking without apology,
never having to remind someone
that they’re old enough—
Goddamnit, they’re old enough
and if they’re not cut loose
they’ll suffocate to death
without ever having breathed
on their own.
Literature
the garden family
my father met my mother on the train tracks
leading out of Hackensack, New Jersey.
she was clad in blue and embossed with blisters;
he was wearing a black sweater and had a stumbling tongue.
the night they exchanged promises, the moon
was hiding under a cool blanket of factory smoke.
my mother wore a black n’ beige dress,
my father was decked in the finest leather shoes.
their love was a budless stem:
to appreciate it, you had to do some gardening.
the botany of our family is complicated.
i am a shovel and my brother is soil.
my mother is a watering hose and
my father sets with the sun. come winter,
she will freeze in time and
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for 's Confessions of a King Literature Contest.
click the above links for the group's page & the contest's rules.
the king is based on the kings of hearts, diamonds, clubs, & spades, from a standard deck of cards, with tarot card influences.
the hearts suit, in this poem, relates to the subject's body.
the diamonds suit can be associated with power, values, the season autumn, & the planet jupiter. i tried to incorporate all aspects into that stanza.
the clubs suit can be associated with business, fire, achievements, & goals. again, i tried to incorporate these aspects.
finally, the spades suit can be associated with arrogance, pride, & winter, all of which i tried to include. spades is usually at the beginning of the deck which is why, ironically enough, i left it to the end & concluded it with hints of a new beginning.
this poem's probably the first & last time i'll write with capital letters & not use ampersands, haha.
feedback is encouraged as i wrote this much more quickly than i should have & consequently probably didn't know what the hell i was going on about.
click the above links for the group's page & the contest's rules.
the king is based on the kings of hearts, diamonds, clubs, & spades, from a standard deck of cards, with tarot card influences.
the hearts suit, in this poem, relates to the subject's body.
the diamonds suit can be associated with power, values, the season autumn, & the planet jupiter. i tried to incorporate all aspects into that stanza.
the clubs suit can be associated with business, fire, achievements, & goals. again, i tried to incorporate these aspects.
finally, the spades suit can be associated with arrogance, pride, & winter, all of which i tried to include. spades is usually at the beginning of the deck which is why, ironically enough, i left it to the end & concluded it with hints of a new beginning.
this poem's probably the first & last time i'll write with capital letters & not use ampersands, haha.
feedback is encouraged as i wrote this much more quickly than i should have & consequently probably didn't know what the hell i was going on about.
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