over the course of the past three months
i think i've fallen into the beginnings of love
nearly three and maybe a half times.
no one knew.
the past three months have included
an overdose of angst
teenage rock in my bedroom
with the door firmly locked and sometimes
smoking at night with my ex and sometimes
wishing i had died when i wanted to.
the past three months have been mostly
a collapse of summer mornings,
the quiet introduction of fall,
to which i look forward
not for the absence of leaves or
the subtle cold that creeps up
on the flatness of the gulf coast
but for the beautiful forgetting of truths
like the furious taste of saline bitter in my mouth
her car embedded into the brick wall
like some kind of predator or
like hypothetical god too busy chatting on the cell
asking saints for relationship advice
like the waitress using her smoke break to call you
"why the hell didn't you show up last night, i needed you
i told you i needed you so bad"
Author notes
sorry if i've let anyone down lately. i've been emotionally strung up.
What did you think?
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Neat
I like this poem a
you quietly working
the ending in
that brings it all together
nice write


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"but for the beautiful forgetting of truths
like the furious taste of saline bitter in my mouth
her car embedded into the brick wall
like some kind of predator or
like hypothetical god too busy chatting on the cell
asking saints for relationship advice
like the waitress using her smoke break to call you
"why the hell didn't you show up last night, i needed you
i told you i needed you so bad""
my soul just dropped.
it was chaotic and peaceful and angry and at ease
it was empty and full and stingy and wide open.
it was beautiful.
♥

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i've read this maybe nine or thirteen times so far, just letting you know.
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the third stanza is incredible. along with the end. i'm sorry i can't leave long comments on your pieces. if i only showed you the things i liked, it'd pretty much be the whole poem and if i showed you the things i didn't like, there wouldn't be much of anything.


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"and sometimes
wishing i had died when i wanted to."
yeah. what everyone else said.
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you most definitely are the best writer of the moment, i feel. prop your chin up, boy. you're a wonderful poet.


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HOLYSHIITTTTTINGFUCNCK.
second stanza pierces my heart and then the rest of it just stomp on my bones so now i'm in a heap of dust wishing, hell, i wish i didn't just read that.
incoherent?
yes.
is this fucking indescribable (in a good way)?
also yes.


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I am so sorry to have left your body in such a mutilated state. :/ hehe
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that is right.
you should be sorry.
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Incredible.


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I feel this.
I feel this.
goddamn, this is incredible.
boookkkmmmaarrrkkeed.


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this is the most fucking powerful thing i've read in months.


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Alot of times I read your writings as soon as I see them on my home page but I dont often comment and when I dont I get emotionally flustered thinking "oh no! He will check to see who viewed his stuff and see that I didnt leave a comment!!!" I know Im paranoid but I cant help it. I wanted to tell you that just because I read and not comment doesn't mean that I didnt enjoy it as much or more then your other writings. If I dont comment its simply because you have moved me to the point of having no words to say. Like this writing just did. All I can say is that although I may not know you as a person your writing could never let me down. If anything it lifts me up to know that there are other people out there who "fall in love 3 & 1/2 times in a month" like my self. Or who smoke with their ex's when they know its not the best idea. Like my self, but let me down?? Never. Emotions while mandatory in our lives...are, an annoying problem. They get in the way. I do hope that you come down from your emotional strung up-ness.
As I said I dont know you as a person but your welcome to type/talk my ear off if needed, or even throw a text in my direction if you just need someone to talk to Im always here for anyone who needs someone to listen. I wont have all the answers. actually I wont have any answers but I will listen LoL sometimes thats all people can do.
Good Luck in all that you do Christian.


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You honestly don't have to comment on everryyything you read.
Haha, I won't be offeneded either way. I certainly forget to comment on a lot of things I read, and sometimes I can't even think of a way to comment.
Thank you for being you.
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I don't know you as a person but I enjoy your writing style. I'm enjoying it. Lately I see you apologizing and asking for criticism because people have been saying things about you. I may not know the whole story but I say fuck them all and just write as you are because there are people who are enjoying it. I'm one of them and I have nothing bad to say about it. It sucks to see you in a shitty situation, whatever you're going through and it sucks to see that you're not happy. Well, I don't mind listening if you need to rant and just keep writing.
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Wow, that's such a compliment to me. Thank you. I will definitely check out your page as well.
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Wow..I can really feel all your frustration..You needeed to vent . You did, and did well..Great poem, from start to finish..You put everything into this,..I can tell
John

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Thank you very much.
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This is fantastic, Christian.
There's really nothing less to say about this other than I felt it, and I know what you're saying and I'm sorry that you're feeling this way.


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Thank you for the huggy man.

how are you my friend?
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I'm hanging in there

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