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and we yearned for something deeper tangled between bed sheets
but our palms were always split open, spilling malice.
our bodies, always in dire separation
even in scalding proximity.
je dis beaucoup des mensonges.
i tell a lot of lies.
the following:
we curled ourselves alongside icicles to bury the flames.
my waist still feels like a graveyard.
even after all the times you tasted my bone marrow,
you still have the nerve to say i'm not bitter.
our mansion is burning from the inside out
and we force-feed the desire with
prolonged gestures and held-breaths.
our combined scar tissue lies in a heap on the floor of our shrine
and the skin is nearly poison when we add our cancelled convictions.
i tore myself apart until all my limbs
seeped into the dirt and sprung dandelions.
neither of our backbones found forgiveness.
we are hiding in the crevices of bedrooms
behind locked doors
underneath all the fight we never knew we had.
this is how smiles tear:
my teeth are lodged in your ribcage.
your tongue is the lump in my throat i've been trying to clear.
our lips are too busy deciding what to say
to tell us what to do next
and our bodies are empty with each other's promises.
but our palms were always split open, spilling malice.
our bodies, always in dire separation
even in scalding proximity.
je dis beaucoup des mensonges.
i tell a lot of lies.
the following:
we curled ourselves alongside icicles to bury the flames.
my waist still feels like a graveyard.
even after all the times you tasted my bone marrow,
you still have the nerve to say i'm not bitter.
our mansion is burning from the inside out
and we force-feed the desire with
prolonged gestures and held-breaths.
our combined scar tissue lies in a heap on the floor of our shrine
and the skin is nearly poison when we add our cancelled convictions.
i tore myself apart until all my limbs
seeped into the dirt and sprung dandelions.
neither of our backbones found forgiveness.
we are hiding in the crevices of bedrooms
behind locked doors
underneath all the fight we never knew we had.
this is how smiles tear:
my teeth are lodged in your ribcage.
your tongue is the lump in my throat i've been trying to clear.
our lips are too busy deciding what to say
to tell us what to do next
and our bodies are empty with each other's promises.
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dear,
when i first met you,
terror chilled down
the heat
of my
louisiana
spine.
i shivered
& my heart
began to build
walls over walls
over walls-
beating:
fuck this,
i won’t let them
hurt you, again.
i have a tendency
to get knocked
off my feet
& not know
how to get back up.
i’m still crawling around,
searching for your heart
beats under my bed
& between my tangled
sheets.
i am pathetic.
but,
you were all crooked,
misshapen insecurities
& nights of forgetting
to take your zoloft.
i didn’t think I would miss that.
i didn’t think I would miss you.
you fell like a meteor
for him, hours after
you demolished me.
& i ca
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burn with me
i would love to squeeze a story
out of your tongue on
one of our mornings out; i'd be
let inside like quicksand. see, you
don't
really have
a choice.
i would love to act
withdrawn with you, pretension
sizzling at the burn of our
paper cigars, riding boulevard
upon boulevard on a bicycle
fueled with acrylics. i would
like it if you didn't
crumble into an oceanic coma;
your lungs can take
only so much stress.
i digress, lover, or
friend if you haven't sparked
a bonfire in your eyes for me
yet. i heard i'm a great catch
for wanna-be poets; they find
my sp2-hybridized figure, the holy
vessel of Eve's
children. never
mind how we lost Eden
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Sun Child,
I am freezing
& I am hungry
for fever’s lips-
her inky fingers
purging
a dry stomach.
My body is an ocean,
my limbs, but oars.
My tongue & teeth,
a life raft
keeping this madness
from sinking into blue.
Offering up 102 degrees
of skin;
You would think
I had something to say.
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Wow...mind-blowing in all the scary ways.