before the flood,our house was a factory.before the flood,2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a man opens the door,
says the stuff's on the table,
and she smiles, a dark-eyed blonde,
tall, slim with cheekbones,
dents in the carpet,
wraps herself in a curtain
then says I'm famous,
flushed,aggravating the new skin
behind her earlobe,
walks into the bedroom,
sleeps through all her visuals,
scrapes a city together,
coins sewed into the eyes of faces.
skin breaks and he asks for a tape,
she agrees with her legs,
but he leaves for court dates,
so i mop the basement, bottom stairs,
identify the mold
lodged under my fingernails,
hang my hand until it glitters
like a picture of tokyo,
her lipstick on cigarette butts
while the coroner pens,
a recording device implanted
behind her forehead.
shetar-tongued;she2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
bones & star-
fever burns &
ONI Report 2ONI Report 24 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
ONI Report AD-100-DS-DFS-09135
Declassified by: ONI Director Huey McGovern
Report Number: Alpha Delta 1 0 0 Omega Sierra Delta Foxtrot Sierra 0 9 1 3 5
Date: December 5, 2523
Reporter: C710 Broadsword Pilot Captain Dwayne "Radar" Nash, C710 Broadsword Co-Pilot Lieutenant Justin "Roshek" McCormick.
Receiver: Launch Control Tower Alpha UNSC ONI base , Nevada
Location: ONI Area 51, Nevada
LCTA: Capt. Radar, this is LCT Alpha, is project Broadsword ready for launch?
Capt. Nash: LCT, Still running the final diagnostic check.(Computer Voice is herd on his channel). C710 Broadsword diagnostic complete (Voice shuts off)
LCTA: Sounds like your done.
Capt Nash: Alright (Switch sounds are herd over the channel) Powering up main reactor, pumping Hydrogen Fuel, turbines engaged, commencing final countdown, engines on.
10 secs of silence, then a loud screeching sound of rocket boosters are herd on 3 c
Starsthe universe spirals out of your hands when you wave good-bye,Stars2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and when you write my name in the sky,
the stars within me die.
birdlike bonesit's like youbirdlike bones2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
wrapped your fingers
around my throat
and then had
the nerve to ask me
A Neon-sign for mr. Rightdear whoever-you-are-that-watches-over-us,A Neon-sign for mr. Right2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
when you put mr. right on my path, could you possibly equip him with a neon-sign shouting:
'this is the one',
for i'm afraid i'll walk right past him with my weary heart...
with love, the-girl-wishing-to-know-her-soulmate.
NocturneNocturne1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
At afterglow I walk into
cafes with momentarily golden glass
Tonight I scratch out a moon
to brighten up this blackbird sky
This evening I rummage for
train tickets are like 200 bucks.i loved her fortrain tickets are like 200 bucks.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the miles between us,
and i think i
might always do so.
she is printed in my mind,
like some halfbreed stoner dream
and i feel her colors like
sun. rain. hurricane.
leaves side vertically
in my veins,
the left side of a bicycle
wheeling around my brain
and she is a fucking drug, man.
i think i'm gay.
i'm not saying that just to
say it, either. i just
why else would i write letters to her
even though she'll never read them,
and why do i wonder how she looks
right on the verge of
sleep? i think about kissing her
a lot. it's always her.
she is my now. my then.
my way bak when.
but most of all, she is my
why, and that is
unfound i am petra, i am the rose cityunfound2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
half as old as history can behold
bedouin music serenades the night
as candlelight burns the dimming
apparitions of our mortal plight
i am buena queen of the adriatic
where my po arms and piave legs
lead folk to a trance as i dance
honoring venus as she floods her
lovedrunk venice in vineyard fools
i am the khmer prasat angkor wat
forgetting how to sleeptake two.forgetting how to sleep2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a week past the end of the world,
and there’s something therapeutic
about not caring. I must’ve
really messed up in another life. I
wake up shaking and forget to sleep
shaking and hold your hand, shaking,
remembering the moment I became
poison. I feel crazier than ever; cementhead’s
good and gone with his plastic wrists
and missing soul. the boy who entertains
his unfriendliest nightmares couldn’t
muster up enough innocence
to make it right. (today, he writes
a letter; dear Sophia, he tells me
it doesn’t get better. I’m
locked up for a crime I
didn’t commit. you did it,
Sophia. you built me
wrong.) but you know me,
I fell in love with a problem I
couldn’t fix, a boy blinded
who’s never seen the light.
He was a stormy violet but I
am cyan graying with age--
I spent most of my life dying,
and the rest of it wishing I
was someone else. they tell us
only god will see your ugly;
and the girl who swallowed
on mountain topswe are a foreign avalancheon mountain tops2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
plunging into each other &
arguing in body language.
how do i say that i am most
fluent in your fingertips?
that this aching carcass
withstands winds greater
than the regrets of clergymen.
that summer homes are just
unkempt mattresses & bed springs
looser than friday night's convictions.
how do i tell you that my spine
only bends when yours breaks?
that these bleeding nail
beds are not for you to rest
your good intentions.
that the drawers on my
nightstand still rattle
God did not create our limbs
to speak in such a manner,
so i will settle for soaking
my tears in red wine & vinegar
and smiling through nights like these.
today is a new day andi am growing up out of mytoday is a new day and2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
bones and out of this skin and
this skin is growing roots down into
the core, the core of me
and myself and this skin
- oh, this skin
this skin is thicker than you will ever believe.
if you told me that you had sunflowers
sprouting from the corners of your
eyes then i'd have no choice but
to believe you. you are a child of the sun,
you have wheat growing under your
shoulder blades, you have been flecked
with a ginger paintbrush dipped in solar
rays, you are soft-lipped and you,
you are warm
i might be sunburnt but this organ is over
seventy kilometres deep and i can't feel
the touch of your uv arms underneath all
i don't want solace dripped over me like
tanning oil, not if i'm like this,
not if i'm different to how i was before
Klingon for Bronies"My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic"Klingon for Bronies4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
"mach loS'uSlIghHaDI'baHwIj: boq Dun"
Translated by knightswhodontsayni
(My Little Pony,)
(My Little Pony.)
(My Little Pony,)
jIHloyta' nuqboq DuH,
(I used to wonder what friendship could be,)
(My Little Pony,)
(Until you all shared its magic with me!)
(Tons of fun!)
wa' 'IH tIq,
(A beautiful heart,)
matlh je HoS!
(Faithful and strong!)
(It's an easy feat!)
'ej Dun nuraD rIn!
(And magic makes it all complete!)
bISuq mach loS'uSlIghHaDI'baHwIj,
(You have My Little Pony,)
(Do you know you're all my very best friends?)
october poems and cigarette endsi. where are the metaphorical cigarettes when you need them, augustus?october poems and cigarette ends2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
ii. the poetry fell through the cracked riverbanks of my mind and slid off to elsewhere
iii. so still, i continued to breathe the lovely mindfulness, the unconventional endlessness of consciousness nothing’s.
let’s call them dreamers.
iv. the poetry written on my bones fading with all the sleep i drank (till the drunk of November mornings), the dreams melting off like the stars which ate away at my skin and left me bleeding—dying.
v. so, this is what writer’s block feels like
the eradication of sweeter thoughts and dreams
vi. (i think i finally understood why van houten drank so much.)
vii. “but i think the words you write are beautiful,” he says. “you’re beautiful.”
“i’m not beau—”
viii. still i write with an unsettled heart and
as blue as the eyes which fell upon them
the thoughts spilling out onto the pages it met
Extinction ch 9Chapter NineExtinction ch 96 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Four days after the wedding Spock was back at his place on the bridge. Uhura was off duty at the moment and a young Midshipman was in her station. Spock had come to his senses before she had caught him passed out on the bathroom floor. Since he had been uninjured by the fall he had made the decision not to bother sick bay with the incident.
For all Spock knew it was a perfectly normal reaction to what had transpired between himself and Uhura. It was the longest he had ever kept a mind link with someone before and that in itself was a taxing occupation. With his father dead he had no one to ask if he should be concerned or not. Since the event had not repeated itself he decided to ignore it.
The Enterprise approached the planet that they had been sent out to survey and settled into an orbit. Leaning forward over the panel Spock concentrated on the sensor readings that were c
relapsewhen i lose weight, irelapse2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
feel ecstasy, soon followed
To the person who holds my best friend's heart...I know that is is kind of weirdTo the person who holds my best friend's heart...1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I felt that I should write this down.
I need to tell you what I feel
And tell you what he means to me.
He's my best friend and he's a good man.
Please, give him the love and respect he deserves.
He may seem goofy but he's very sweet.
I know this because he was always there for me when I was sad.
Now, I know that you're not bad
Cause he would never choose someone who's mean.
But I still want to tell you just in case you forget in the future;
Please don't break his heart.
He's been through so much
And he doesn't deserve something like that.
He is the kind of person who smiles even when he's hurt by others
And would take any pain for the people he loves.
I know, I've witnessed it.
I know he may seem kind of childish sometimes
But don't let it get to you.
It's just his way of expressing himself.
He's very caring and I'm sure he'll do anything to make you happy.
He doesn't look like it but he's very kind and thoughtful.
He'll put your needs before h