Ketamine HourglassKetamine Hourglass
Lies, plastic and sharp
Wrought around a pale complexion
Just the way he speaks it, enough to gag a maggot
The soft crisp turns of his tongue
Such a bitter excuse lain bare
Ever watching as the skin peels forth, floating into space from his once soft complexion
This self destruction brings forth the serenity
Only found inside the fragments of a once vibrant heart
As the world melts away, one vowel at a time
The piano cords ring out with each gentle touch of his finger
A skill he began for her, only half found now
Still, the echoes of violin parody and giggles lay strong
Fog to an ever stumbling thought, never to pass or fade
Like an unchanging streetlight, in an intersection plagued with people
Disgusting creatures of filth, like a bottle of tonic, filled with vomit and sold at full price
He still melts inside
The stars grow old, dimming in the brightening night
A soft purple overlay settles with every blinking eye
Another night passed into day before a sleep
HeiterkeitShe shines like the sun on this winter dayHeiterkeit7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Broken and hollow as the snow falls slowly
Raps and spinning rhymes circle through the air
Buzzed and broken with that warm feeling I remember so clearly
His voice ringing out in the back seat
Something comforting about knowing that hell remember me
Your gorgeous eyes water with emotionless care as I fall back into comfort
Foot to the floor and take that turn right
The trust is enough to fill the room with euphoria
Our best was like acid to their skin
Dont you know how I fell over every curb just to think about your touch?
Save me, save me, dramatize me
I was king to it and you would hand me the sword with a smile and a worry
Heres to times we wont have again
Heres to what coulda been
Heres to now and heres to then
Heres to you
Torn and stupid over obnoxious lines and flirtatious retardation
Shit, I told you, you just didnt see me standing there
Nothing to hold.Hello, good morning.Nothing to hold.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I suppose it will still be morning for you.
I tried to call, a thousand times since you last saw me.
Sometimes the phone rang, but sometimes it didn't.
Or I just stared at the phone and spoke into the dead microphone.
I mean, how long has it been since we've spoken at length?
I know I called you when I was stone drunk, but that doesn't count,
cause all I probably said was something like "I love you."
But of course, unless I can recall your response,
you could have said anything to me, you could have told me
that you were leaving me for a petty minor rock star
and I'd have just laughed and told you that I love(d) you too.
I think I saw your hands on Tuesday,
a video of you drawing or something like that.
Oh I don't recall the details, because if they were your hands,
I was too busy imagining what it would be like to hold them.
To see you smile as I, stoic as carved stone,
let slip a small gesture of what, beneath the facade,
the whole of me is dying to tell you.
Soaked linen on pale skinSee the melancholy beauty, as she steps daintily along the sea wall,Soaked linen on pale skin8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that giant barricade of stone, to hold back the furious waves.
A gentle spray flattens her hair to her face,
pales her skin and limps her clothes,
a lacklustre monochrome, against the greyscale clouds.
And the storm begins.
She turns her water-blue eyes to the sky, unblinking at the rainfall,
her body twists and dances away from a snatching wave.
Feet, pale and nimble, lashed in bloody linen, skip over the barrage,
the winds howls its defeated cry and whips her sodden hair about her face.
She turns to the sky, unflinching as the thunder roars overhead.
A crack of lightning falls in the distant ocean, enraging the seas,
more nimble dances, as more waves attempt to devour her.
The rain drives harder, trying to crack her frail skull.
A pointed foot, before toe-heel,
a nimble step away from peril.
The sea and sky bawl in unison, a tidal-hand sweeps out to clutch,
the sodden bridal dress, gracefully sli
Us alone and the long grass.My hands remember you and how we'd cling in the damp blooming meadow,Us alone and the long grass.8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
watching the sailing ships drift through the lazy green spears.
Count the sails as they pass, our bodies curled in the endless grass,
laughter drifts away, gently on, as we hear the springtime calling her children,
return them to the fold, to grow for summer's girl.
We lay in the endless grass, where we lost the wedding ring,
to the lying tongued, blinding night.
Now we keep a light on,
but really it's just my fear of shutting my eyes.
I'm scared that when I open them again, you won't be there,
even though my hands remember every inch of you.
Like the places I can touch, to make you laugh,
to make you squirm, to make you all the more mine.
The afternoon flings the bay windows open,
the sunlight lopes in to lick at your feet,
as the flick of your wrist settles a quilt for tonight's sleep.
Though I daren't close my eyes, I have to sometimes.
And here we lay, in the deepening green,
rolling together in the endless sea.
All I want is a sign.So I did it again, was looking for you.All I want is a sign.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hate that I have no idea where you are,
if you're happy, well, even alive.
It hurts to write this and think about you again,
I don't like that I can't let go.
My eyes are beginning to sting
and my throat's starting to close.
Damn you, you always do this to me.
All I need is a simple sign,
or a breath, a whisper, a few words,
a smile, a touch, a hug... A kiss?
I remember all the time we spent, together,
I know we probably never were going to last,
but you know me, forever the hopeful.
Even when everything seemed to pile against us,
you smiled when I said "There's always hope."
And yeah, there is always hope,
but now it's a different hope.
Now I'm hoping for a sign,
a breath, a whisper, a few words,
a smile, a touch, a hug... A kiss?
Just something to tell me that you're still around,
I know you probably wouldn't go out that way,
but... It's happened before when I least expect it,
so I don't really say never any
ParisParis Hilton, Death sighed dejectedly. Can you believe it? Paris fucking Hilton, shifting in his seat, he set the beer can on the arm of his lawn chair and slumped when Famine leaned toward him.Paris9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You goin to finish that beer? Death waved his hand at him absently and Famines skeletal fingers snatched the can from its resting place.
I cant believe it. I mean, of all the people. Paris Hilton, Christ, where did I go wrong with her? Death stared distantly out over his yellowed lawn, blocking out the sound of Wars son and Pestilences daughters fight over the last hot dog. The yearly B.B.Q just didnt seem the same now that most of the kids had grown up.
I dunno Death Famine up ended the beer greedily, slamming the empty beer can down after finishing it quickly. Yknow how kids are.
Yeah, I guess so. But man, of all the god damn people to look up to
NeedDependancy's my deficiency,Need9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when I need, I need.
Need, want, take, hold, have.
Want's combatted by disregard,
for satiating myself
isn't worth of myself.
Take is relative,
if you'll freely give,
I'll obligingly take,
Hold, close, keep heart,
when the rise in,
pride has it's fall.
take to hold close and have,
and we all lose our chance
in the end, if we...
I need, I need, I need, IneedIneedINEED.
I cannot have, something intangible,
like fear, but only complexity comprehension,
where is it when I need, I need.
headlong grasping need,
where, is, what, I, need.
the ones I love,
their hopes and dreams,
I need it,
I need, I need, I need.
to feel loved?
Acceptance, I need?
Adoration, I need?
where is my love,
with my heart?
Lies long gone,
long gone lies.
I need, I need, I need.
A sad little poemThe roses are dead,A sad little poem8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the violets are too,
our kisses are spectral,
but I still love you.
A sad little poem,
for a sad little girl.
She who's heart knows no bounds,
as I raise my glass of milk and alcohol,
wash the sweet, bitter, slight burning
down my smoke-wracked throat.
Here's one for the happiness, love,
that we'll feel one day.
Another for the trust in you, in me,
even in times so hard.
One more for the love I give,
and again for yours, my love.
I stood outside and watched the moon,
it didn't go anywhere, like I expected,
it just shone a little brighter,
so did your star.
Here, hold this, it's my heart,
be careful with it, cause like a cliche,
it's so fragile.
You know, there's only so many times,
I can fix the damned thing
and I keep breaking it, so here you go.
Hold it tight to your breast,
nestle it gently on a chain
around your slender neck.
One day, when I pepper your
throat with tender kisses,
I'll remember it's there
and I'll stop and smile.
I'll whisper my love for you,
I turned you downI turned you down, an offer I don't regret.I turned you down8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The way it hurt, with me saying no, making excuses and ducking out early,
stands testament to the fact it was probably for the best.
Then again, probably doesn't count for a lot these days:
A sliver of my Id kicks me every time I dwell too long on your face
and remember your intoxicated pouting, when I said I wasn't staying.
You said I'd promised, which I hadn't, you said that you planned to sleep with me,
which I didn't want, nor doubt.
My chivalrous, sane side, otherwise known as pathetic-ness, tells me I did the right thing,
as I recall my vows to myself, that I'd never use someone like that.
And as the heart-strings still tug hard, reminding me how much you hurt, having never seen you again.
Did I hurt your feelings? Did I upset you that time I had to hang up?
Did you think I was cutting you out for another girl?
Do you think I care too much?
Ugh, sometimes I disgust myself with these pointless recollection of thoughts,
of what is, what w
TEARDROPSTeardrops fall and hit the ground.TEARDROPS9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Voice it yells and yet makes no sound.
Reminding me of all I am,
Lying with truth, to break this man.
But for all it could say,
The truth is heard when I pray.
For though the Voice seeks to kill.
God reaches and His touch soothes yet chills.
All these things are just God's way,
To quell the Voice and just to say
That all His children young and old
Are precious to Him, let it be told,
That He is here, and wants to hear
To listen. To plead. For our hearts
Our life. This day.
Teardrops fall and make a puddle,
For the Voice says we are alone.
But God is there to tell the truth,
To overcome it and hold us too.
So feel His arms wrapped around you,
Feel the warmth of His love in you,
And know that He is always there,
And that He will always care.
And when that Voice comes and fills the sky,
Turn to God and He will silence the lie.
Thu Jan 04, 2007
Copyright © 2006 Josh Hendrickson
Out of heart.You and I fell down that night,Out of heart.8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
we tripped over one-another,
and we fell.
We tumbled into nothingness,
fabric twirling around and skin clutching skin,
trying to remain aloft,
trying to remain afloat.
While I tried to remain aloof,
you kept your air of mystique.
I shouldn't have let you fall,
I shouldn't have fallen hard beside you,
I took too far to fall.
To leave me shattered in the morning light,
soaked in memory of the previous night,
I remember all the shining lights,
the shining eyes,
the starlit smiles.
Luminous laughter and lamp-lit love.
We walked faster than the rain could fall,
hand in hand, we raced through the breeze,
before the downpour could catch our heels.
The cold nipped your cheeks,
giving your smile a rosey glow.
You shivered, so I held you closer.
The rain's caught me this very mourn,
head down I smile ruefully at the cracks in the pavement.
I never meant to hurt you, I should have slipped away in the darkness,
rather than the morning light.
DreamingI'm staringDreaming6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
into the tessellation of
white hexagons and
feeling the water
in the bath
I have been in this position
through many days
The pull of the water;
the scent of clean skin
I am enraptured once again
by simple things
I am dreaming inside
and not wandering
I danced with fate...Here I am, look, I'm standing up, nearly straight and almost proud.I danced with fate...8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Break me down again, look at me, I deserve it.
I danced with fate with one heart,
while my other lay faithfully in the locket I gave you.
She, she stole my heart, she...
She took what is rightfully yours.
I, I let her, as we danced.
Keep a tight hold of the heart of mine,
the one you keep.
The one I hear you whisper to,
late at night, when I should be sleeping.
I can't sleep, though, not without you,
I need you beside me, so I know you're safe,
I need you here, so I know you're happy,
so I can see you smile...
I know you don't mean to lie,
but it's hard to see your smile,
when there's so much darkness.
It's your thing, I know,
you love the darkness in you,
I'll be honest, I love it too,
because it's part of you
and you are part of me.
You're deep in the place where my heart was, once,
the heart I sent over to your custody,
so they don't break it again.
I trust you in every way possible,
even the darkness in your beauti