Category Archives: Brist

I Paid 10 Dollars

I paid 10 dollars for a date Not just any date My end date This date ruled my life I romanticized it Planned my days upon it Dreamed about it This date evolved into my faith What else was there? … Continue reading

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The Strong Shielded One

The strong shielded one A pixie warrior Never leaving the state of resistance The more pushing The harder I break The faster I fall That concrete wall Becoming a replayed scene of desire Love him Intrigue him Hook him I … Continue reading

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The Distance Kills Me

The distance kills me Being in the same room Burns my skin Distance/too close Which one is it? Mixed singles Heart one way Mind reeling in the other The difference from yesterday Lies in the fact That I know what … Continue reading

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Cloudless Days

Cloudless days are my favorite The clear endless blue abyss Open for discussion Unlimited opportunity The world going on forever A visual now and beyond However, your clouded presence Hinders my view With an effortless hue At least for a … Continue reading

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What Was I Thinking?

My experiences Even though somewhat sheltered Far outrange yours Slap me Open palm to the side of my face Go ahead One unprotected freebie No wait Take all five fingers Preferably your dominant hand Ball them up in a fist … Continue reading

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The Devil’s Witches?

What if the ones closest to us Are the Devil’s witches? The very trust we hold dear Built on a foundation of sand And it is finally starting to rain you see Faithful Insightful Dependable I see A usurper An … Continue reading

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Mr. Magician

That embrace shuddered my being Streamed tears down my face My mind completely lost Scattered thoughts I fell victim To those strong arms And those sweet tender kisses I became the prisoner Knowing I should escape But yearning to dive … Continue reading

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Comatose

Comatose Veins purged Drudgery emanating from the last euphoric blast I see you Beginning to fade Pain no longer mummified for convenience This will not save you Your constant yearning for hallucinations The Dark Queen Shrouded in her White façade … Continue reading

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Yes, You

I don’t know what is worse You speaking to me with emptiness Or you not speaking to me at all Both are equally as painful You live In an untouchable place in my heart A place I can’t even reach … Continue reading

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Writing to You

Writing to you The intentional email trade Trying to correlate the morning and night shifts The written word in dialogue With the constant surprise Of what I might type you next Or the anticipation building As I wait for a … Continue reading

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