Truly, I would love to carve them up—

like a porcelain doll—

all my lovers, upside all around.

Not too grey, not too gay.

You run around like dirty mice;

I play with the ribbon lace,

I would have liked to wrap over you face,

to shut your rosy lips with grace.

To say I do not love you?

That would only cause haze.

I only dream of sculpting you up

in between the thin fingers,

near the palm of my han...

They used to tingle in the night,

they looked at me with such delight,

I almost had a fright.

I never knew love,

or what might.

It only took so long for the stars to fall

no longer bright,

I felt them slip

so I held them tight.

when the stars fell

I missed her understanding sight,

I wish I had let go

without a fight,

maybe

I wouldn't have had to see

the sun rise.

...

I have been struck with a burning hunger

I never knew I heed

I guess Ive never had the need

you know?

to love,

to meet eyes and glow,

now it's like a hunger I must feed.

I wish to admire someone

as i do a dove.

I wish to fall in love,

slowly,

patiently

meet what you call a soulmate,

the hand to my glove.

Ive never wished

to be understood,

or pursued.

but i have been struck

with a burning hung...

light lingers my face

your glance, whimsy while yet dark

You have me full learnt?

...

Your sweet voice whispers through my ears,

to the tunnels of my mind each night

like they did that very flighty night

when you made me put up a fight

and you asked me to let go of my love like a kite

But i wouldn't let go

and so i unleashed like a famished dog,

with a nasty bite.

I still feel the heat of your wild breaths

Each one as warm as it was

when your once sun kissed flesh collided again...

A bottle clanked

then several more

until we were tanked.

you were never a bore.

perhaps it was a flaw,

but we had fun, who cared it wasn't a law.

The touch of your skin on mine still lingers,

the feel of her fingers.

The feel of her fingers finding just the spot,

the spot where she seeped the syringe through my skin to rot.

but we had fun she said even when i woke up to the dark

in the middle of...

She lay in her room,

alone, no groom.

Above her headboard,

hung a cross.

in front of her

a bible stared across.

her big hands clutched the sheet,

her body lay beneath the heat.

On her hand lay a scar as big

a candle light had took its time to dig.

The big brown circles on her face fluttered shut,

in a moment she was awake again, only she wasn't.

through the window lie trees half cut

though the t...

The reflection of colours red and blue blinked making a screeching sound as the four legged heavy mechanics dashed away past the alley. Their expressions lay blank with panic as they aggressively urged their car to fit in between a narrow path, desperate to avoid being found. On both the walls beside them, old red bricks were covered in vines and dozens of outdoor black industrial staircases leadi...

The sound of their voices clashed in chaos,

yet again, my parents were cross.

I grazed my fork against the mashed potatoes.

And some lying cold, sat across the sides of the tables.

Our house had walls and a roof,

And screams louder than a dogs woof.

I had been here plenty times, foods left untouched,

And arguments left unpatched.

as my mind and the world around me unfolding as they detach.

I had...

My teeth clawed into the seeps of his pale skin,

Saliva all over his thin chin.

Groans

Pantings

Whispers.

Time had stopped

I was consumed by his taste

And his soft breaths raced.

I was in love once, Yes once.

And I had cut into his heart.

We would tease and blush,

we'd watch movies and I would try to make him hush.

I yearned to never grow apart, but it was bound to start.

We daydreamed about our...