I don’t want to forget the taste of your tongue against mine. I want to remember your rough cheek, your hard hands as they carry me backwards to your bed. I want to visualize your head on my lap, my fingers in your hair, and I know it’s all just imaginary, just fantastic moments where […]
I have these weird moments where I try to reconcile who I am now with who I was in the past. Like…I’m trying to find her in me or me in her…if that makes sense. I do the same thing with other people too. Like you. I didn’t really know you then, only my perception […]
We yearn in quiet rooms filled with wild voices, familiarity staring back while loneliness winds it’s way around our roots. Smiles remain real, as in genuine, as in true, yet sad eyes, those gray blue patches of sorrow hidden beneath echo back, scream my name as if I’m the only real piece of the world […]
You sort of know when it’s over, when anything is, really. Time warps for the slightest instant, and poof, you know. Like the sound of your voice that last time on the phone, the shudder that said what your mouth couldn’t. Or the way his messages seem to become shorter, less frequent. The way I […]
Why do I have to feel so much? Want so much? I just end up eviscerating everyone, tearing out their insides, and devouring them like candy, and I wonder how anyone could still want me. But they do. So many love me, want me, desire me, need me, and all I am is dust and […]
I keep thinking about stupid things like: throwing my laundry in and regretting washing your scent from the clothes I wore last time we touched; how I haven’t yet washed all of them so I can remember any trace of you that remains; wondering when I’ll have showered enough to no longer feel your fingerprints […]
The potential glides against me, opening my eyes to a life I didn’t see possible, to a love that could be everything. The future stretches out against a new canvas I never new existed, and I wonder if this is what I’ve been looking for, if this is what it means to be happy because […]
Your hands and the water and your mouth, God, your mouth hovering above my skin right before you devour me, taste every part of me. Your tongue pushing against mine, as you hold me close, wanting to be closer, so there was no air between us because inside isn’t close enough. Nothing could ever be […]
I can still smell you on my skin, and each time it happens, I try to hold on so that I don’t forget the taste of your lips, the scratch of your cheek against mine, the beat of your heart against my ear. Heaven, a dream in a day. Maybe it was just that– a […]
A 24-hour imaginary world, a bubble of love and sex and freedom to just be, to just smile, laugh, feel. You held my hand in the dark and picked an apple from a tree and played your favorite songs while you kissed every inch of my skin. And you held me, touched me like all […]
I'll write as long as my lines live
TBI Survivor Story
One Hell of an Apprenticeship
He was so ugly that everybody died. The end!
An engineered explosion of erroneous exposition.
~chaos with coffee☕
come lay down ink...
Fun for the whole asylum!
Darren Hawbrook
Get Your Keys, Grab Your Coat.
A rather droll affair
Shattered long ago...
Understanding someone’s way with words isn’t as simple as you think.
poetry w/teeth
Two old men write poetry, short stories and other things
Where are you John Bender...
My Imagination is the DEVIL on my shoulder
