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What If She Leaves?i heard a footstep fallingWhat If She Leaves?8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on the floorboards set above me
the unrelenting creak
pounding against tired ear drums
i asked her once
before she burrowed into
my cheap pillowcase
hiding from the need to answer
hiding from the idea id shown her
twirling words between
non-existent fingers
the baton id never twirled
in front of bored and passive people
what if she leaves?
the rattle of small feet
as they paced about cramped rooms
id seen
her life falling into a patented sort of limbo
as i watched through the ceiling preventing
my voyeuristic urge to view the clothes thrown
in unceremonious piles and the
small squabble
who bou
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hidden
in a warmth
i could imagine
but it was moving
and therefore
living
but only if
looked the right way
i averted my eyes
too long
to believe
there was something
that was until i started
dancing
quite literally
it wasnt so many days ago
i wasnt living for too long
sleepwalking
sleepwalking
kisses lost
to my desires
forgetting the rest
of the world
in a childs touch
speaking what i
want to hear
never what
you want to say
but i can
lying comes so naturally
i never spoke
quite better
i love you
because i loved you
and that is not
a fabrication of
my syllables
winding to
be pretty fo
Just Want To Be Seennot wanting a loverJust Want To Be Seen8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
just needing the
backseats
slipping over
being seen
and recognized for being
look at them
theyre living
minutes falling
each a week
gone for the years
mounting as theyre passing
seen a face
and there a smile
finding significance
in backward places
a mothers only
funny that
a desperate one
running away
from nothing
maybe everything
in the back
shiny new tires
and a glistening frame
too original to be real
ending up sore
bruised about the mouth
in feeling
fighting to the last breath
for no particular reason
just needing to
keep an honor
well preserved
engrained to tell
hands
bent thumbs
Once With You Behind the Wheelso when i told myselfOnce With You Behind the Wheel7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
that id stopped counting
it was a very much complete and total lie
because if you scraped
chewed nails at that back of my memories
there would be dates written neatly
and that worried smile on my face
where i always chew my lip
until its bleeding
on to my fingers and wiped on my shirtsleeves
ive got a word written on the inside of my wrist
and it sings songs for me to picture with coke stained indifference
the edges and turns of the letters
are smudged with crimson that im wetting
with the ends of my flowered skirt and cleaning off
and away
because i rather dont want to look at that one anymore
the one
Someday SomedaySomeday Someday8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i had forgotten
how id look for a flickering glance
maybe a misplaced smile
and always wait for the conscious laugh
cradled my senses
walked me wide eyed
as i dragged myself
nails scraping first
out of fleeting adolescence
and bright eyes
never knew the word
or know as i progress in
the inevitable fall of the bones in my body
looking for clouds on my back
in a park
my eyes a mirror
and then shattered
reflected
burned into a person
eternally unrequited desire
for one word
"i know"
three words never necessary
id hold my life
in the flowery comfort of
false memories
my first kiss
perhaps on a bus
laying on a table
an
We Build A Dreamhousei feel the raindropsWe Build A Dreamhouse7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
down the lines and pathways
along the flawless blush
of your cold face
perhaps i have imagined
this moment of the two
of us so close together
sketching photographs
in the night we can see
out the fogged chill of windows
of your lips through
darkness
the dim light of your smile
speaks a symphony
that in deep tones
i may move closer
than ive ever been
without the glass barriers
over your hands
in sterling silver dreams
if i could write music
like your voice within
this soon so distant memory
it would sing like a ghost
walking away from me
im no musician
and in transparent fingertips
i could see
The Blue Lights Getting CloseThe Blue Lights Getting Close7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
i spread rosin over my fingertips
and traced letters on the cold
surface of my window sill
the residue is smoke breathing i love you
into temporary expanses
where i can blow the
evidence of being lonely isolated
spaced with five apart into the washed white creases
the song whispered 'where dust fears to tread'
and there are the shaded lines of light grip prints
along the curve of vessels under broken skin
and the ships that sail theyre spreading
so im bleeding
out pentagonal corners
and writing letters to remind myself where i am falling from
the chords of veins are ringing out
that i will stay here
finding ways to reverse
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A Ghost on a crowded street
Another catchy bass beat
A lost life
Another dead wife
A drug addict with a gun (And one bullet)
A vegetable on life support (Nurse gunna pull it)
A man sitting in a car (With the ignition on)
A kid who's sanity is long gone
A heart full of anger and hate
Temptation of death that just can't wait
A knife with an edge stained crimson red
Left lying on the concrete (Half dead)
The Devil in the sky (an Angel down below)
Trees blowing to and fro
In the storm of the century
Modern schools are really Penetentiaries
Fire in sky (Ice in my heart)
It's times like these I realise I was doomed from the start.
Artificial LightThe vision of white toed sneakers falling into backdrops of houses and people.Artificial Light8 years ago in Teen More Like This
Rapid growth and deterioration.
Losing speed and velocity with feet dangling to the ground.
And back again.
Soaring slightly into the failing arms of whishing air.
Formulating the extent of a one-sided conversation.
Looking to children running merrily along, as they do.
Like I did.
But something lost and left behind on the road of somewhere did not affect the smile of some imposed happiness.
The shadow of my flying body on the ground, my hair obscuring vision in their fluttering against features.
Her voice rising with the wind and back again.
Through A Muted Mouthpiecerunning fingertipsThrough A Muted Mouthpiece8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
over ashy elbows
speaking
of nevermore
an illness
in my system
a blanket over one eye
broken mirrors
backward thinking
my lips are chapped
and dry
skin splitting
from spot to spot
not indicating anything
but youth
that i left at a table
in leave of a look
ive made a list
stealing my own innocence
not believing a word thats
whispered
buzzing machinery
yellow
sallow
dying behind a fringe
its a pout and breathing
posession
always wins
despite the claim
breathed every off moment
many memories
im hiding
in bags
and placing under beds
and around closets
look for them later
eyes behind eyes
pe
I Walk Right Up Toits likeI Walk Right Up To8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
one time
two times
up the ante
the numbers
responding
with a hurried glance
im not listening
not hurting
cant i refuse
the look
they give
the memory
i comprehend
but not too fully
dont die
viewing this
the way i had once
words id write
in an attempt to
draw behind
taking pictures
yes
and with my
letters strung together
its the one thing i can do
everybody knows
because i tell them
with an unsure grin
dont do it
dont die
i cant hail anything
the blocks that prove
the person
counted
telling me otherwise
i still dont believe the
mouths of babes
no one will surround me
i have this shield
of words
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Sta.sh
