look, an update! only it's a SUCKY ONE. sorry
Hey guys...I've got to choose 3 of the following poems for a reading next weekend. Wanna help decide? And I'll love you forever? I put each behind a cut and then color coded them all so you know which is which. And thanks a bunch if you read and give me your comments on 'em.
Amazed
Angie Leon
I was
Trapped for years
In dreams sadly spun,
Finally freed:
You helped me to stand
You made me smile again
You kept my eyes open
I was
Trapped for months
In dreams madly spun,
Freed in frustration:
I gathered myself up
I smiled again
I opened my eyes
I was
Trapped for weeks
In dreams eagerly spun,
Freakishly freed:
I was knocked down
I tried hide my face again
I cried to you
I was
Trapped for days
In dreams eerily spun,
Freshly freed:
I stood back up
I learned to smile again
I opened my eyes
I have been
Lost for hours
In dreams happily spun,
Feverishly free:
I'm standing
I'm smiling
I'm seeing
I will be
Lost for eternity
Amazed by dreams spun,
Forever free:
Tall
Jubilant
Alive
Off The Wall
Angie Leon
this all makes me so sick
i can't stand this place anymore
now the peices all fit
why didn't i see it before?
abandon me, leave me alone
i can cry to myself
i can die to myself
i can lie to myself
you can lie to me, too
you have
you will
you will never learn
i am alive, here, can't you see?
i have feelings too
am i really so worthless?
are you really so heartless?
if i had a god i'd sit and pray
and ask and beg for him to take me away
Between
Angie Leon
Enjoy it
he tells me,
and pushes me
aside.
I don't think he knows.
Far away as is,
his aside creates
miles betwixt, the
distance
grows more each day.
Each day,
each day,
I cry myself to my
faraway
sights, that send me to screams.
I walk in the
rain, soaks
through my dress
blends
with the tears in the grey.
Jon .
Angie Leon
Azure calls,
sings her song
one strip, one stripe
a smudge so
bright
a Blue a White
Pink, come Night
delicate noise, songs
Unseen,
crumbs in
sight, May looks right
Plumes in
flight
black, against Night
veined Purple on
White
Violet's plight
picked
up dropped
down
left, for Night
Jon rounds corner
Yelling Sight
sparkles
madly
in Ray's shined
light
closes, for Night
May cannot stay
Jon picks a pen
Azure a song
Ray falls away
Violet died
just yesterday
beautiful Night.
Playful At Heart
Matt Machnik
She makes the case for honeydew,
Through harvest and rebirth.
Excitement’s grown in wond’rous ways,
Now out, but inwards first.
Signal’s sent amidst her eyes,
Whose blossom-ends’ unyielding.
Her hustle’s caused a ruckus race
With goose-bumps quite unwielding.
The only thing for them to know,
Is where they’ll need to be.
Fastest through the young boy’s spine,
Wins love too fine for thee.
He’d lose himself within her neck,
Tucked safely ever after.
He’d so propose a thought or two,
And transform facts to laughter.
Her hips and curves do so entice
His lips to find sweet paradise.
And if he could, he’d say they’ve been’
A perfect match of hand and skin.
And since she’s sent his heart a-stir,
He’d love to share more time with her.
They’d gather close to both’s delight
Within the day and in the night.
It seems to me, that’d be just right.
She Bites When She Kisses
anonymous
she bites when she kisses. but that's super 'cause you like the taste of blood don't you? she likes the stars because they remind her of you - but everyone likes the stars. she cries in the shower and it hurts to see. you like the bulge of her eye when she chokes because fear looks good on her. if she could, she'd like to hold you between her thumb and forefinger and talk dirty to this tiny lover.
she dribbles when she sleeps and you like it when she cries because it makes your pillow smell of cinnamon. you like to rest your head in the well of her breasts because... well, she has nice breasts. she's stellar when she screams because her cheekbones frame her face and that turns you on.
she's dead poetic and her words make her even more beautiful, as if the skin across the small of her back already weren't enough to bring you to your knees. you love her when she shakes because her movements send shivers down your spine. you keep your coat on when she's cold 'cause it hurts quite a lot when she smiles.
beads of sweat collect along her hairline when she fucks but that's hot 'cause they glitter like stars in the dim light. sometimes she squeezes you so hard that her fingernails tear you when she cums but that's ok 'cause she quite likes the taste of blood too.
sometimes when you kiss her, you swear you can taste her heart stopping. your skin stings on hers and she really rather likes it. you like the smell of her hair because she rarely washes it. really you just like the way she smells.
sometimes she drinks too much and that's cute 'cause she cries. sometimes she smokes but only to take away the taste of your semen. she likes to dance because it makes her feel like a movie star. she likes it when you hit her because she thinks it makes you feel good. and it does, doesn't it?
she's so pretty when she's hurting that you think you'd probably be in heaven if she died. not that you believe in heaven because that's far too orthodox for your way of thinking. oh, how you love her, but baby you'd love to crush her.
Thanks guys!
Drea
Amazed
Angie Leon
I was
Trapped for years
In dreams sadly spun,
Finally freed:
You helped me to stand
You made me smile again
You kept my eyes open
I was
Trapped for months
In dreams madly spun,
Freed in frustration:
I gathered myself up
I smiled again
I opened my eyes
I was
Trapped for weeks
In dreams eagerly spun,
Freakishly freed:
I was knocked down
I tried hide my face again
I cried to you
I was
Trapped for days
In dreams eerily spun,
Freshly freed:
I stood back up
I learned to smile again
I opened my eyes
I have been
Lost for hours
In dreams happily spun,
Feverishly free:
I'm standing
I'm smiling
I'm seeing
I will be
Lost for eternity
Amazed by dreams spun,
Forever free:
Tall
Jubilant
Alive
Off The Wall
Angie Leon
this all makes me so sick
i can't stand this place anymore
now the peices all fit
why didn't i see it before?
abandon me, leave me alone
i can cry to myself
i can die to myself
i can lie to myself
you can lie to me, too
you have
you will
you will never learn
i am alive, here, can't you see?
i have feelings too
am i really so worthless?
are you really so heartless?
if i had a god i'd sit and pray
and ask and beg for him to take me away
Between
Angie Leon
Enjoy it
he tells me,
and pushes me
aside.
I don't think he knows.
Far away as is,
his aside creates
miles betwixt, the
distance
grows more each day.
Each day,
each day,
I cry myself to my
faraway
sights, that send me to screams.
I walk in the
rain, soaks
through my dress
blends
with the tears in the grey.
Jon .
Angie Leon
Azure calls,
sings her song
one strip, one stripe
a smudge so
bright
a Blue a White
Pink, come Night
delicate noise, songs
Unseen,
crumbs in
sight, May looks right
Plumes in
flight
black, against Night
veined Purple on
White
Violet's plight
picked
up dropped
down
left, for Night
Jon rounds corner
Yelling Sight
sparkles
madly
in Ray's shined
light
closes, for Night
May cannot stay
Jon picks a pen
Azure a song
Ray falls away
Violet died
just yesterday
beautiful Night.
Playful At Heart
Matt Machnik
She makes the case for honeydew,
Through harvest and rebirth.
Excitement’s grown in wond’rous ways,
Now out, but inwards first.
Signal’s sent amidst her eyes,
Whose blossom-ends’ unyielding.
Her hustle’s caused a ruckus race
With goose-bumps quite unwielding.
The only thing for them to know,
Is where they’ll need to be.
Fastest through the young boy’s spine,
Wins love too fine for thee.
He’d lose himself within her neck,
Tucked safely ever after.
He’d so propose a thought or two,
And transform facts to laughter.
Her hips and curves do so entice
His lips to find sweet paradise.
And if he could, he’d say they’ve been’
A perfect match of hand and skin.
And since she’s sent his heart a-stir,
He’d love to share more time with her.
They’d gather close to both’s delight
Within the day and in the night.
It seems to me, that’d be just right.
She Bites When She Kisses
anonymous
she bites when she kisses. but that's super 'cause you like the taste of blood don't you? she likes the stars because they remind her of you - but everyone likes the stars. she cries in the shower and it hurts to see. you like the bulge of her eye when she chokes because fear looks good on her. if she could, she'd like to hold you between her thumb and forefinger and talk dirty to this tiny lover.
she dribbles when she sleeps and you like it when she cries because it makes your pillow smell of cinnamon. you like to rest your head in the well of her breasts because... well, she has nice breasts. she's stellar when she screams because her cheekbones frame her face and that turns you on.
she's dead poetic and her words make her even more beautiful, as if the skin across the small of her back already weren't enough to bring you to your knees. you love her when she shakes because her movements send shivers down your spine. you keep your coat on when she's cold 'cause it hurts quite a lot when she smiles.
beads of sweat collect along her hairline when she fucks but that's hot 'cause they glitter like stars in the dim light. sometimes she squeezes you so hard that her fingernails tear you when she cums but that's ok 'cause she quite likes the taste of blood too.
sometimes when you kiss her, you swear you can taste her heart stopping. your skin stings on hers and she really rather likes it. you like the smell of her hair because she rarely washes it. really you just like the way she smells.
sometimes she drinks too much and that's cute 'cause she cries. sometimes she smokes but only to take away the taste of your semen. she likes to dance because it makes her feel like a movie star. she likes it when you hit her because she thinks it makes you feel good. and it does, doesn't it?
she's so pretty when she's hurting that you think you'd probably be in heaven if she died. not that you believe in heaven because that's far too orthodox for your way of thinking. oh, how you love her, but baby you'd love to crush her.
Thanks guys!
Drea