vincentzzz Posted Sunday at 03:38 PM Report Posted Sunday at 03:38 PM (edited) I apologize in advance if these are a bit confusing or weird, haha. I just have a different style, I guess. I hope it's ok! Some of these are older and could probably be written better, but I don't want to change my original intent. Anyway! I'll start with just a couple and add more later. :3 ++ (It's Only Forever) it's the wild of your hair, thrown about the limbs tangled in the leaves the black of your teeth, your open mouth laugh frightening the birds chasing off sleep i'll call out for you if you call out for me! when we're younger, meeting you there in the mulberry tree sticky fingers sticky mouths sweet, sweet, sweet! ++ (We Greet The Giant) you make a pretty wolf bent over and shy 'how we are sad, crooked as trees' wagging haunt tail howling hurt lies our games are violent, fantastic charades--burning, burning! always at the feet of the other, tumble through nestled hair like distant waves come afar from distant shores we never know where! such beautiful sighs escaping your mouth, dearest, how i envy oh sister of mine, take a bite, take a bite! trap me, trap me! find a place behind your teeth and hold me there the longest of nights are spent tending to wounds natural things--'let's see how long we can go without rest!' speaking wildly of escape, making plans fueling the fear of success! such intoxication, such wild eyes! dearest, how we find our minds are all make-pretend and there are no bounds to how far we could fall if only we tried! 'then let us!' 'let us what?' 'let us forget! let's not believe!' 'i don't understand' 'idiot, let's leave!' how cruel she can be, but who am i to argue--burning, burning! of course we must leave! our gods are tiny and feral the garden lay fallow, certainly nothing holds us here not even our shadows! 'draw closer' your lips do pray, dearest, how they pray and allow me your hand as we set off for shores none too distant, but far far away for all that was left was hunger, it was all that we knew 'wake up, wake up! we're here, we're here!' our stomachs did cry, and what else did we see but a castle in the sky! running on all fours, dearest, how we ran! storming the palace--both prince and princess together we ate the king and laughed ourselves to death! Edited Monday at 12:36 PM by vincentzzz 1
vincentzzz Posted Monday at 12:52 AM Author Report Posted Monday at 12:52 AM (O Knell!) that breezy shepherdess smile closing eyes and palms against the wet hot fur of a dog dressed in shepherd's blood craning ear and cheek sprinkled in grass and earth fell the deep sound of his own coarsing veins ++ (Sleeping Venus) she comes from the sky her back to the window appearing as a silhouette a white leafed widow a dreamlike vision revealed only in sleep (or slumber) but bringing neither rain nor thunder she remains aloof a s u n d e r pacing the floor barefoot leaving me to wonder; how delicate does her skin remain? aframe. a frame as frail as wire. electric impulses setting my heart ablaze, afury, afire! a fire! burning the edges of her body. gown laced in burning, blazing, starlight fire! of stars (of us, the light) starlight.. starlight! wish i may wish i might ... wish i.. (blinding) her body i wish i could feel her body. her skin; decaying on mine R O T T I N G oh bring to me her skin on which i might pray searching for the light within so that i might see the diamonds i leave glistening in starlight upon her skin, i weave p r a y e r s into her. for her.. for me so that i might pray-- have something to b e l i e v e and the diamonds, the diamonds i leave. for her i wish (polishing her skin) marking her with a kiss scattering kiss after kiss a c r o s s every inch. every inch. until i stumble until i hear her call until i reach her subtle edge until i fall and.. break Venus at the knees destroying the patchwork C A T A S T R O P H E snapping every thread every seal, except for one. (i cannot see) the innocence of her existing for me and through my mouth do i taste a hundred and forty four thousand tears expanding, contracting on folds of lace and still (....) the seal i do not break and her voice; she does not speak and where her head once lay i see (i can see!) strands of her hair weaving through mine through me every morning she remains aloof a s u n d e r a dreamlike vision revealed only in sleep (or slumber) and every morning it's always the same no thunder.. no rain.. leaving me to wonder; how delicate does her skin remain? 1
vincentzzz Posted Monday at 12:34 PM Author Report Posted Monday at 12:34 PM (edited) (Home Is A Glow) i wish i had a mother with eyes like a deer an impossible mouth sunlight shining thru flower pattern blouse days changing with the washing of sheets, the washing of dishes with her long, soapy fingers i wish i could taste i wish i could feel caressing my face gentle kisses telling me stories so that i could forget and i do.. i do forget for there is no mother to be seen and i am here alone sitting in the dark have i gone crazy? 'no' she says, finishing the dishes and frowning then with a long, soapy finger she traced my lips 'you've just grown up' and for the longest time she stared at my mouth before pushing me from the window of her house ++ (Fallow) a soft breeze feeling of sunbeam pushes its way through thin wet sheets pinned to clothesline by tired hands wiping away the sweat and shading the eyes wooden pegs tucked in her apron my hands sneaking into her apron snagging one for myself as i tread knee-deep in grass, taking flight waving it triumphantly for her to see only she does not give chase but stand with hands on her hips an expression of slight concern her smile looking like a grimace squinting in the light, my eyes only see her not looking where i'm going as i step into my own shadow never to return [These two are quite old but still sentimental, despite being poorly written. I know these aren't for everyone, so I'll stop posting for now. Sorry! 😶🌫️] Edited Monday at 12:44 PM by vincentzzz 1
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