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i am no artist's muse,
i am no ship's harbor
i am no hero's weaker heel,
i am no good earth's flower
i have never been your lover
nor have i ever kissed you,
- not even once
though i dream of you (c)love-scented,
with lips shaped like a lucky (c)lover's-
kissing you and to be kissed by you
over and
over
i can never profess,
not even confess
note:
even to myself
i stay standing, (b)raving the cold nights,
pretty much batty and bootless
yet again,
the absence of you weighs metric tons on my
ringing ear,
shivering nape, and
repressed shoulder
you dam(n) me with
your body;
you are my river's boulder,
untapped territory,
and undefined border
i am no ship's harbor
i am no hero's weaker heel,
i am no good earth's flower
i have never been your lover
nor have i ever kissed you,
- not even once
though i dream of you (c)love-scented,
with lips shaped like a lucky (c)lover's-
kissing you and to be kissed by you
over and
over
i can never profess,
not even confess
note:
even to myself
i stay standing, (b)raving the cold nights,
pretty much batty and bootless
yet again,
the absence of you weighs metric tons on my
ringing ear,
shivering nape, and
repressed shoulder
you dam(n) me with
your body;
you are my river's boulder,
untapped territory,
and undefined border
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Literature
introspect
do you remember the rainy evening
when you showed me the architecture
of your heart?
columns of dead languages
and old money, ivy strangling
the crumbling stone:
quelle allure!
I had quite despaired
of ever seeing such a place, but you
forced open the wrought-iron gates
and allowed me to take over—
modernity manifest
in my hesitating touch.
I crept over the courtyards
like some brilliant, beautiful
bed of weeds.
Literature
windstorms and labwork
afflatus, inflatus, my morning globe,
as lithe as your impermanence.
and home! dread homes! are rabbit dugs,
spoonholed piles of mexican brick
where nothing ever touches down,
nothing here alive receives
the plains’ poor offering of gypsy light,
the ugly wind that meets the mudline.
[metaphors]
1. a mottled fence
2. and how these storms hold faceless teeth
that slat their eyes through butter-wood
then purge their guts on wintered florets
4. some freshly headless nativities,
their polyethylene skirts upturned
from violent sacks
5. and knowing i’m a souless
speck
i lick at what is manifest
beneath your
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NaPoWriMo: Day 3
Today,
I wanted to pluck my ribs
from out my chest &
hang them about my house
like wind chimes-
dangled brutality;
a taunt for hungry wolves.
I didn’t grab for sharp objects,
I just wrote about it.
I never knew
I wanted to be a writer
until I lost something.
I still don’t know what that is-
(my mind, maybe.)
But words,
they fill gaps
that had no stories
to keep them
from hollowing out
in the first place.
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Overall Vision Originality Technique ImpactI like the formatting...but it might be a bit distracting.
And this:
though i dream of you (c)love-scented,
with lips shaped like a lucky (c)lover's-
kissing you and to be kissed by you
over and
over
is a beautiful image. I had a certain boy stuck in my head, the longing to kiss and share that intimacy with the person you love, while stuck in the fear that you cannot profess</> nor confess the truth to that person.
Basically: you really hit the nail on the head with this.
And: i am no good earth's flower - I want freaking more of this!!!!!!! This sentiment deserves an entire other poem!! <img src="e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/l…" width="26" height="17" alt="
" title="Love"/>And here is my argument for keeping the typography (even though I still say it's a bit distracting):
the final stanza:
you dam(n) me with
your body;
you are my river's boulder,
untapped territory,
and undefined border
The image burned so gorgeously in my brain by the typography play in this final stanza is fabulous. I mean: perfect.
I love this piece; can't wait to see its edits!! <img src="e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/b…" width="15" height="15" alt="
" title=" (Big Grin)"/>