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felt starsvelvet night,
felt stars;

and i felt stars.
and i saw stars.

i miss you
and i still miss you
because even when you're close
you're far away.

cutout stars,
and i cut stars
into my skin.
and your eyes are cut from stars,
and your voice cuts through the din.

and i miss you,
and i still miss you.
on this velvet night,
felt night,
milkyway lover.
did you know
our eyes are stars,
our hearts galaxies.

love is the spatter of sill on bitter sun. blue slept sea blinking, smiling- lean in little forests of me. love blooms from lily buds, my half broken heart sinking, dying. but dear- had i loved you from the start.
blue eyes stare in empty green, cradle in wood white, loving me more by more, and all between. feelings- fills me- with sighs (to fill this empty space). oh but i am ocean, sea lover & you are forest, with folding green leaves. too blinded with love to ever see, we will never seem to be the same. not quite meant to be.

madnessi want to live as a shadow
and follow you down
i want to come to your door
when no one's around
let me in let me in

you could steal my heart
and lock yourself inside
i know you don't love me
but i'll let it slide
let me in let me in

my heart's in obsession
my mind's in regression
is this infatuation
or is this real

if you walk away
you know that i'll stay
always your possession
cause my heart is yours

staticthey say
you can get addicted to a certain type of sadness.

the type that makes your lungs ache
the type that makes your heart gasp.

tracing your name methodically
across my fog-breath showerglass,
breathing the steam out of
sore lungs, so baleful and so crass
how can so much pain
feel so good
i press my palms and wonder
dreaming crisscross lines smoothly aligned
i duck and shuffle under

they say
you can get addicted to a certain type of sadness.

the type that fills a soggy heart
sitting on a lonely mattress.
the type that feels alone in a crowd.
abandonment that screams so loud.

the type that's
shuddery static
breathing on summer ster

Tachyons RevisedTachyons

Last night I had that dream again; the one where I'm running impossibly fast.
I was faster than anything and everything.
My manifestation was fluid, free and everchanging; just an unimportant variable.
A man; a wolf; the wind; a horse; a cloud of smoke; shifting from one to the next.
I noticed that I was a composition of darkness. I was the lonely, cold black that sulks behind the shining stars; I was a darkness that light could not touch.
The ghosts of minutes yet to come grew in me like doomed children; I raced further and further into the future. I was too fast to exist within phantom moments already lived in reverse.
P

.:: mapping the distancethese are the days,
when you remind me
that i know nothing about you
at all.

these are the days,
filled with black cays,
and empty corridors
where i feel like i am nothing
but dust upon your wall.

and they say "these are the days,"
to live while you're young,
but i have lived a thousand summers
and yet at the same time none.

those were the days,
where loneliness was undefined
and across my cheek
i sketched a thousand rainbow lines.
i didn't know what it was—
the petals and the rinds.

i looked up at the stars and felt,
like they were there to stay.

but now i look up at the

AshesIt's so late at night and all I can fathom is regret.
All I know is sorrow and fuck it all, if only I could take it back.
Apologetic; pathogenic. This is my last "I'm Sorry"
Why can't I stop crying? What does this desolation mean?
We burned the whole park down, we burned the whole park down.
And all that's left is ashes.

Sky Iron Mantis KingI am washing away beneath a flood of mechanical insects.
Mantises hewn from meteoric iron race about around me.
Each is a masterpiece of engineering, exactingly shaped by the right hand of the cosmos.
I know each one by name. I sing to them; the words are ancient, foreign, and deep.
I serenade the scuttling masses in a tongue long lost to the mind but native to the soul.
After years of searching, I know I have discovered my heartsong.
The sky-iron marvels dance in precise unison; my song calls them to live within me forever.
I smile as they slip under my skin and into my veins.
I sigh as they transfigure dirty blood into electric str

sweet nothingoblivion, come out of your cocoon,
burn your velvet pupils in the
blinding florescent reality,
and blink away the tears
burning in the back of your irises.

i know it's tough,
and you can never get enough
of what was never yours,
but even on the last day of
springtime, when summer
starts to simmer,
roses can bloom.

don't waste away,
or start to decay
because even on rain-ridden days,
the sun is still there.
(you just don't know it, dear.)

so spread your tattered wings,
black and blue stings,

and fly away,

my sweet nothing.

happy-never-afteri am not who i want to be.

i cannot create myself from scratch, cannot stroke beautiful
lines onto the canvas of my skin,
nor mold myself into
something worth your time.

each rib is a lie.
used to protect my heart,
and with every lie i sing i feel a little stronger,
and when i say i'm fine i feel a little better,
like maybe i actually am.

let's play pretend.
can i become a figment of your imagination,
do you want to be my invisible best friend?
because it's all i have.
and i'm not living in reality anymore
i've torn what i can never mend.

so be my shadowless lover,

my first kiss,

and my last breath.

mistakessweet tummy,
ah look how it grows
with their love;
love handles traced
with stretchmarks
empty bottles
ready to be filled
with so much milk
& open arms
waiting to hold
bundles of tantrums
how wonderful
what love can bring
into this world

sweet tummy,
ah look how it grows
more with love;
crib mobiles spin
with its stars
fresh diapers
perfect to be filled
with meadow muffins
not quite a
bundle of joy
but oh how they
can make you smile

sweet tummy,
oh where has it gone?
maybe it was too soon
not quite ready
to see such
an ugly world
parents say
they're too old
for a kid, anyways
no time for
crying fits
or money for
new toys

make room for

Dear Universe 2Dear Universe,
Before I say anything
To ruin the moment,
Or the emotions I'm experiencing,
Let me begin
To thank you.

Thank you for his parents
For helping them find the other
So that he
Could exist

Never once
Had anyone taken my breath,
Stunted my brainwaves,
And,
Awakened my soul
Like he had.
He wasn't perfect
But for a moment in time
Those last seconds I remember
He was mine.

Love.She assembled her body piece by piece
Upright, concise. Forcing herself to breathe, she was
Bone cold and shaking despite the central heating.
Her bony fingers grasped at loose clothing
Around her hollow stomach and her dark eyes made
Ghastly caverns, dark things buried deep
in the worn surface of a weary face.

Her insides wriggled and churned like restless snakes.
Rough hands pulled her from every direction, no faces,
Just the hands, dead white hands attached to dark spaces and
They dragged her across the cold ground screaming,
Screaming, and her wrist flew across the page.

They all wanted her, wanted her heart, r

snow globeTime moves forward slowly, hatred reaching its peak, as light pierces the glass horizon.

Water splashes against the still ceramic manikins forever cursed, with the fake projection of happiness.

Snow falls eternally around them; doomed to be forever trapped in this tiny sphere of liquid.

And what will happen when night falls? Nothing, for inside this encasement of hatred and sadness lies the corpse of a life that once was.

Roses and ThornsROSES

Roses are
Flowers of contradiction.
Their petals are soft as satin
But their thorns are as sharp as knives.
Looking at one, you would never know.

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unsungi will find a new anthem.

and i will dance to the ragged beat
of my own drums.

my own heartstrings:
played in loveless strums.

and i will sing the notes you sang me
when i was young.

“forever, forever;
we all go unsung.”

lover's looni want to see,
the inside of your heart—
push aside your ribs
and delve into the dark
so i can swim inside your veins
and find my way through a maze
each vessel and chamber,
i would travel for days.
and i’ll drum the beat
of your tired heartsong—
the harmony and dissonance,
i’ll learn to sing along.
and in the loveless desert,
hoping you will come here soon...
i will hum it to the stars,
as if they will kiss the dunes.

did you know that your name,
is written in the moon?

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die young

by ~infinitexxx, Oct 6, 2012, 8:07:19 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

_{i hope, i hope,
i hope i die young
like a glistening star
fallen into the sun

i hope that my passing
is tragic and sweet
flirting with death
but not ready to meet

a pale wrist
grasped by darkness
and led astray
the romance and danger
take my breath away

i hope, i hope,
i hope i die young
if i have three wishes
then i'll make this one}