Blink.
Lazyjust slightly uninspired, and
desperately wanting to create.
Inspire me?
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Yesterday.You used to show me your skeleton, the secrets inside of you, your marrow. YouYesterday.
run, you shut your eyes, now. You shut your eyes at the color of the flowers, the leaves, everything is orange. I am gathering
acorns. I am wearing your mask.
by ~ohfever
Queen BeeEven in my dreams, dear, I am sick of your ghost.Queen Bee
You haunt me when my eyes close, amidst the candy cane trees my mind makes up; You stroll along the sea grass laughing, like a hyena. You grab my hand
And I have to remind myself: this is only a dream, a dream! I scream, I scream. Your laughter is thick as honey now. I can hear the bees.
They swarm, and I think suddenly that I can feel pain in dreams, can you? You are silent, I am under the buzzing wings, floating
Away from you. Your ghost i
by ~ohfever
ScapegoatWhen the weather turned stormy and bruised, you blamed it on Greek Gods, and twisted it around to myself. I wouldScapegoat
pick at the scratches on my arms, as you picked at my emotional insides; they felt coiled together, in knots. Honestly, I never understood
why you did all of this to me, you were so thoughtless, looking at the sky, telling them you were a
Goddess. I tried, tried to learn to strum my guitar. You told me I could never learn, I was stupid, I was
not made for music. You soiled me in more ways than one. You were not mad
by ~ohfever
Everyday Ghosts1.Everyday Ghosts
She hid her white Mohawk under a purple umbrella she used to block out the sun. She slid into a bus seat and pressed her blood red colored lips together. She was alive, that was all she could ask for at that moment.
2.
The spiders were starting a family on the ceiling, in the corner. The paint was starting to peel. She moved in, anyway.
She locked up the thoughts of you
in a small safe and hid it under the bed.
She would not cry. Her eyes were bloodshot & empty.
3.
by ~ohfever
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I'm A Girl,Holding her hands toward to the sky, palms up –I'm A Girl,
sundollops fall into her skin, wrists dripping star heat.
And when she opens her mouth it rains
kisses.
by ~SoothingAngel
to the greatest typo alive:we are moreto the greatest typo alive:
than words and poetry
because when my notebooks
were ( )mpty
,
theywerejammedfullofyou.
by ~SoothingAngel
conversationsI told you that “the sky, it drizzled. I danced until I dripped, darling I love rain…”conversations
You said “Here, it poured. I took off my shirt” (with beautiful turning
of neck and knuckle and let's not even get distracted with the swoop of your collarbone, no doubt
it was a sight--I missed--but please please my dear continue!) “and ran until I couldn’t breathe.”
I said to you: “I was home alone. Our lane (but I forgot to say the word 'lane', you know how I get. I lose words aroun
by ~SoothingAngel
Wreckage of HeartIf I could I would dip my fingers into your absinthe heart, drunk, drowsy, dreary and full of pain. I would lift away the anchor he dragged through your body, caught on coral reef regrets and your sea-salty dreams. I would swim, naked and bare through the sunken hopes and leave each whole and restored, floating to the surface like shining bubbles. I would search every league. I would save you; and you would feel existence again.Wreckage of Heart
by ~EvergreenGardens
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