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 Oct 2017 Crandall Branch
jean
The heart is a wild creature.
It has its ways.
Maybe that's the reason
our ribs form a cage.
I want to write something that matters.
It is fine to hate, hate bad ideas, damaging ideologies, suffering, violence, and greed. However, hating people, diminishes the hater. Any system or person that props itself/themselves up on the basis of hating people damages humanity, and decreases our ability to build a better brighter future.
2015
I still long to go to California,
I want to see that place.
The jellyfish filled space in Monterey
I want to touch the tank's glass
and see the sea nettles up close.
I want to be there
and know that I'm home.
I don't care if you scream, or cry, or demand it.
I'm not going to wait on him.
I'm completely comfortable, but I'm not.*

I'm sinking into my bed, under warm blankets with happy thoughts of us.
Until I remember... you're not beside me. My heart aches as I'm reminded of how comfortably uncomfortable I am. Knowing you're not holding me now, but you are.
I miss you.
Will you tell me one more time,
Before I close my eyes tonight?
My heart aches with too many emotions,
I want to throw them away.
I wish I could do what others say,
and forget these things that fill me with rage.
I’m going to quit drawing. It’s not what I’m talented at anyways.
 Oct 2017 Crandall Branch
Seema
I feel my face in the dark
My lips feel cracked
A chill spine on my back
My phone I checked
But the battery was dead
A cut on my forehead
I feel the pain
The strength I try to gain
Drops me on the ground in vain
I feel the leeches crawling up my legs
I cry while my heart begs
For a rescue team to arrive
To get me out of this swamp
I'm frightened as I strive
As am bruised with lumps
The killer is at lose, still
Am just hoping he doesn't
Find me and ****
Lord, forgive my sins
If I die now
The devil wins
My head I bow
In a small prayer
My grievances, I share
Spare my life
I'm scared of the knife
God, let there be light
For all the lives lost, I want to fight
I am losing my words
Death dragging me towards
Will I be alive tomorrow?
As my strength has drowned in sorrow...


©sim
Fictional write, Halloween mood :)
 Oct 2017 Crandall Branch
zebra
in a taut black dress
you brush by me  

you are
dark summer fruit simmering hot
a sopping estuary  
i gather you into me  
you cascade like an undulating cat
giggles like trembling gelatin

cherry kiss lips  
agile muscle shifting  
pleating like soft furs
against my thunderous chest
your tremulous tongue rupturing
like spiced chrysanthemums from heaven  

i inhale your lavender breath  
your saliva melts stormy mouth up-leaping

i eat your soul
and paradise *******
licking honey rainbows
filling my mouth a thousand times  
and a thousand more

its never enough when some one has your heart

suffocate me in your drooling mouth
your body is my aviary
and hot house of man eating plants

i run to your teeth
beautiful cleavers gleaming
shivering with excitement  
from your dragging bites
my blood languishing at your feet

have no regard for me
eat my love  
i live to be swallowed by you  

i hold you through the night
all dire raptures
dark in mystic paradise  
tangled in your hair

may mourning never find us
torrid scorched from flames infernal
black candles uncrossing pasts
devils **** your adoring toy  
kisses never ceasing
hot weather nostrils steaming
your flexed body writhes
a royal contortion  
your heart cleaving
so that i may like a sun  
consume your darkest edges
bitter chocolate so sweet  
to fill griefs mouth with ecstasy
my heart aches like a siren of echoes  
calling to you  
shaking your gates down  

you are a titanic gravity  
and i'm forever tumbling  
like eternal burning ashes through cobalt night
it is a steep decent into heavens arms
as i crumble
all smashing diamonds
and hissing flames
into open wounds weeping glitter

your chin jutting
throat stretched
while pulling the roots of your hair
exposing arteries pulsing
stuffing myself on your marrow
you plume like a volcanic moon
showering me with spooling stars
and butter **** kisses

ill turn you into my glistening little *****
all swollen tears for more  
rituals of adoration
kisses like monsoon rains
i look up at your supple form
your haunches my temple  
worshiping you
smothered in heavens jaws
you cascading ******-less  
in a taut black dress
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