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because I know you're...
you mouth
Bukowski
beautifully
but I'm ready
to try
your own tongue
I'm delighted
you discovered
sex & selfishness
substance(s) & circumstance
excelling at art
excrement & experimentation
exposing your
pretend
private parts
I know how
sometimes
your heart breaks
over the sounds
those empty words make
and everything reminds you
of everything you're not
you're bruised
drowning in booze
and forever in love
with yourself
I get it
now
give me something real
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Literature
where am I...
we're creatures
   of comfortable
   compromise
promised
   the moon and stars,
   only to settle
   for a collection
   of vintage night lights
   and a few bright ideas
tickled red,
   glowing pink,
   and empty essence
   like the smiles of battered wives,
   keeping them alive
well wrapped
   in the string of days
   that stretches back
   further than memory
hung low enough
   for only the lonely
   to trip over,
   together falling
   into belonging
in the box
   for the pieces
   missing from puzzles,
   that stand alone
   as pretty pictures
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Literature
We're always waiting...
You lie there still(so still)
and I am holding in my breath
waiting(I'm always waiting)
for you to just open your eyes.
I like to imagine
that they would glow
with the light
of the thousands
of dreams and wishes
you have swallowed in your sleep.
I like to imagine
that maybe
you have been waiting
for the person
who could share them
(I like to imagine it is me).
I sit here still(so still)
and you are holding your eyes shut
waiting(you're always waiting)
for me to push that breath past my lips.
You like to imagine
that they would darken
with the shadow
of the thousands
of tears and heartbreaks
I have spit out in my life.
You like to imagine
that maybe
I have been waiting
for the person
who could take them
(you like to imagine it is you).
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Courage by coffee-and-pepper Courage :iconcoffee-and-pepper:coffee-and-pepper 3,066 420 pained. by shark127 pained. :iconshark127:shark127 3 0 A Window to Souls by Sugargrl14 A Window to Souls :iconsugargrl14:Sugargrl14 5,357 409
Literature
fish in the sea
when the clock's arms fell,
i swore it was a compass
leading me
back to you
"This is about broken hearts, isn't it?"
it's more pertaining to
hiding my ears so far from promises
that i wake up
next to something else
to run from
but, "yes."
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Literature
Have you seen me?
I walk lightly,
still waking myself up,
it must be the egg shells,
     stuck in my feet,
I know,
I’m dirty,
despite
these six months clean,
in a dressing room
       trying on
             my own outfit
                     differently,
sure, my life could use some change,
this cashier just keeps ignoring me,
my eyes have lost
                       their flame
funny how I always feel
                       the same.
wide open,
“Hey man I love your poems,
They’re thought provoking!”
I wrote them
for you and
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Literature
Remains Of The Red Scare
ich leib dich,
and your cynical
self righteous passion for
capitalism,
cacophony,
and cancer  sticks.
je t'aime,
and your malignant
meningitis-scare
marxist fear.
i love you.
okay?
and alright, so communism didn't work,
neither does your lack-of-progression
in play to an
economic
pandemic
waiting to happen.
but hey babe,
я любовь сокр.
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Literature
Battlefield Oasis
Amid the desert sand swells,
Made from grains carried on whipping winds
And discarded carelessly along the way,
a fate they've long shared,
She marches silently onward.
Grim determination set on her face,
A warrior's eyes,
A nomad's mind,
She directs her battlecry
only to herself this time.
She's tripped the wires before,
In this mindfield of insults and dirty looks,
Set off the fireworks.
And the preditors came out,
Carrions sniffing at wounded meat,
Intent to rip
The flesh from her heart.
She rebuilt it with stone,
Refusing to lay down
And let them pick apart her flaws.
Now, she is friend to no one;
Enemy only to herself.

Lost in repeating scenery,
Wary of the weary, like herself,
She watches every step
Avoiding another explosion.
Avoiding any contact.
She is her own oasis.
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hidden
like a network
of unfolding stems
we sprung
from dirt
grasping at grace
(in the face)
in the mostly
off white
of the almost
all mighty
put those
soulful windows
in my fingers
so I can
trace the shape
of everlasting
sayin' lord
how you often
weigh on me
oh lord
how I'm tired
of scraping
these prayers
from the ground
stone mouths
disdain motion
those same rocks
what brought forth
the water
hold me under
while I
drown
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Literature
What have i done?
Every scar
tells a story.
Torn glory
with NO
Fore warning,
Horrible
memories,
Asleep in
a Ocean
Of my own
Blood.
Abrupt? Sure.
These thoughts
are rough.
"Jumped from
the Frying Pan,"
into a field
of nails, and
I'm stuck.
Perhaps i was
Brainwashed,
Just Enough.
However,
Perfectly Strange,
Vision Blurred,
Fantasies Engaged.
I Vow to ruin
the falseness
You've staged.
Crumbling
every sand castle,
You Arrange.
Rattling the cage,
Heating the
Cold blood,
Within your
still, somehow
Living veins.
Jaw stuck in that
Dropped position.
Could you refrain
from embracing that
permanently
painted reaction
on your Unforgiving Face?
Alive, thanks to
My Imagination.
Corrosive voltage
Slow motion
Notions of "Make it stop!"
I Rattled your cage
For fun,
Days after I had
Picked the locks.
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YouInventedMe Featured By Owner Aug 14, 2016   Writer
Thank you for the stars.
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landobaldur Featured By Owner Aug 12, 2016  Professional General Artist
◖(◣☩◢)◗ *beep* *boop* ##.scanning environment.## *flies away*
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spartan-locke Featured By Owner May 25, 2014   Traditional Artist
Happy Birthday!
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wellwornwings Featured By Owner Jul 27, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
aww! thank you!  i've been afda (away from dA, hehe) for a while and just saw this.  :)  thanks again!
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draecana Featured By Owner May 25, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
happiest of birthdays to a lovely literary lady. :)
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wellwornwings Featured By Owner Nov 27, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
a little late in responding, but thank you   :)
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YouInventedMe Featured By Owner May 25, 2013   Writer
happy birthday, wherever you are!
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wellwornwings Featured By Owner Nov 27, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
thank you!  i've been on a hiatus!  have missed reading you!
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YouInventedMe Featured By Owner May 25, 2012   Writer
happy birthday!
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