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Post by _black phoenix_ on Apr 13, 2007 16:11:01 GMT -5
This one doesnt feel quite right yet..
these words are bulging off the page, sleek lines no longer visable.
embarassed.. excess has led to uncomfortable uncertainty.
so gradual it happens.. the slow, soothing bliss of ink feeding pen.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Jul 5, 2007 20:55:32 GMT -5
I find myself falling down stairs; each step lowering expectations.. giving up on what makes me - me.
if its about the journey, am i failing?
flailing broken bones twisted limbs knotted like this fragile heart. locked away in this dark, dank box i forgot myself, slowly lost pieces as i shifted away..
will an unfinished puzzle ever feel complete?
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Aug 8, 2007 18:30:07 GMT -5
Mmmm I havent had poetry pop into my head like this in quite a while. Feels good..
-i dont know what rocket-stars are- aug 8th/07
shes got rocket-stars in her eyes. slightly glazed over as spoons slip carelessly away. wipe that grease on fresh towels. shake thoughts clean; re-mold words with nimble keystrokes, flicking creativity onto a blank page and into blank minds.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Oct 8, 2007 15:44:36 GMT -5
submerged in dark beauty
i bathe in lack of oxygen lungs pressed deep inside this hollow chest. love bursts at the seams, ready to pop! strained capillaries ache..
this beauty is too much.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Oct 10, 2007 11:11:46 GMT -5
seagulls in suburbia; vultures of the concrete, creatures not of nature. feathers pained chrome, hearts grown hard like the worn, cracked hands laying pipe, enlarging the hidden catacombs that give this city life.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Nov 1, 2007 0:58:02 GMT -5
im drowning in silence. cold and sinking - ice shifts, re-aligns. submerged it holds me tight; layers of lonliness peeling away at this once warm heart. take me up in those deep, loving eyes - break the ice away.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Nov 3, 2007 15:27:29 GMT -5
black veins
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Nov 12, 2007 0:20:24 GMT -5
piano strings pluck at icy hearts smooth music pulling cold souls from arctic chill and into warm embrace
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Nov 28, 2007 22:56:08 GMT -5
i am breaking away rust and pushing out words taking myself back to purity - when i was nothing but emotion and creativity.
pressures of coasting have left my core burried deep beneath hollow vines filling space, reaching out for something solid, trying to become .. complete.
can i ever be whole? will death swollow me up as i hit lifes edge? or will i simply fall apart.. forget what i am, crumble before my own blank eyes, dust upon the wind, whipped into darkness.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on May 30, 2008 11:06:24 GMT -5
I hate peaches, but ill suck em down for you. Ill mix and match raspberry just to lodge torpedo seeds in your gorgeous, mad teeth.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on May 31, 2008 12:41:15 GMT -5
I am perched for your pleasure, lying in just the right position to get your blood flowing.
Fill me with lust.. Pierce me with sharp, acrid eyes. Pin this helpless flesh. Scrape my minds walls as the world falls away.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Jun 6, 2008 11:43:05 GMT -5
I am spitting cold, crude words, fighting the heat of your molten pit. Lava licks at naked skin and I resist. Your hot earth and sweat are nothing for a sharp tongue.
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Post by jyrascarn on Jun 6, 2008 12:21:05 GMT -5
Chill it, Leash. You know better.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Jun 7, 2008 11:37:02 GMT -5
I cant resist, J!
Shed these unwanted pounds, drop your razor for an axe.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Jul 8, 2008 3:49:35 GMT -5
split me open with fire of storm.. carve pink organs and fill them with ash. rub coal along pores and tear subtle edges. coat my lungs with tar and tell me its..
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