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scratches at midnight.




i.
with tobacco on my lips I breathe your favorite song, dripping with eye sore saline, and this room seems somehow dustier now that you're gone

as if you left your skin behind you and attached it to the mantle.

perched atop this ledge-side sanctuary of scratchy sheets and hidden prayers launched towards scratchy chins, all I can do is pick out the secret places in the bathroom, where I scratched your name into the cement between the tiles

in hopes they would catch your eye,
and you would think some beatnik hipster put them there
in a premonition.





ii.
ever loving of beautiful things,

you could be enraptured by
static words that were written down
in mass production

with the singular intent of captivation, drawing and quartering your..
naivete.

and you are blinded by the metaphors, the soft smiles and shining eyes
unseeing of the manufactured poetry
that spews from her lips
and bubbles like LCD dreams at the feet of hippies
drawn in as bugs to a bolt of meaningless pretty.



we are both unstable,
but she is playing at it.





iii.
I have learned that even landlocked lovers yearn
for the sea like navy men.


Your favorite quote, (in italics, just to be an aesthete.)
how it echoed the way
I would collapse next to your feet
and kiss the calves in a fury.

for we all want one thing:
a frenzied love,
-hurried and unabsolved by confessional whispers
of clawing at the spinal cord for an entrance into your nervous system,
twisting me around your breath and the

heavy
shaking
sighs

that you made when I stared out the window for long intervals.



of jumping, animalistic
twining my fingers through you
until we both scream from the neon

and I am forced to get out the record player,
to remind you of what you could be

if you would only wake up.






















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  • abmsem
    April 27

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    'I breathe your favourite song'

    I love your writing style. Thank you for entering. Good luck

  • ooooh.... gave me butterflies, O.O.... just amazing. like, really REAL (or something, lol) amazing write. just amazing, ^^

  • This was beautiful!!


  • decode
    April 12
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    oh goodness. <3


  • etoile
    April 12

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    ooooh. I love the last stanza in i. it's wowza.
    and ii. is BEAUTIFUL. it's so stunning I looovoe all the imagery.

    clawing at the spinal cord for an entrance into your nervous system,
    twisting me around your breath and the

    heavy
    shaking
    sighs

    that you made when I stared out the window for long intervals.
    ---
    I love the way this part is written. the line breaks and the words in general and the beauty of the imagery and emotion and this is just wow. I said and way too many times but oh well.

    the ending is awesome as well. lovers it
    goodluck hunny


  • XXxFAKExXx
    April 12
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    wow. awesome

  • perfect. this is incredible.

    i am in love with your writing.

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