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Literature Text
at the bottom
there is
love
little hands
dissolving themselves
in the desperate
sunlight & waves
cut by ships
and continents
open
suspended
trembling as the water
passes through
hollow bodies restless
& agile
waiting for the sun
there is
love
little hands
dissolving themselves
in the desperate
sunlight & waves
cut by ships
and continents
open
suspended
trembling as the water
passes through
hollow bodies restless
& agile
waiting for the sun
Literature
Summers Lost
god died today. or maybe it was tomorrow. i can't remember.
"ask anything."
static skies;
grizzled blue
sketching down
to sewer lines:
like a wish
on a dead star.
the feeling of gritted teeth
and fingers crossed
until they break.
shame tasted
like a scalpel
and a brick wall
against my throat.
and i was
chewing concrete
when i said,
"it's okay."
swallowing cinder blocks;
stuffing steel under skin.
sugar-sweet
on my cheek,
like book pages:
"where have you been?"
Literature
Homosexuality Bites
They found me slumped over in the school showers
With a towel loosely wrapped around my waist
Scalding hot water was blistering my skin
As I bled from an unspeakable place
A hard-handed teacher dragged me to my feet
With little or no sign of sympathy
For the bruising to my feeble framed ribcage
And the fractures to my identity
I think they all thought that I had it coming
As no one was willing to testify
That the sodomy inflicted upon me
Was something to which I hadn’t complied
Boisterous boys laughing in the corridors
As I shamefully limped throughout the day
Not a thought for the pain that was inflicted
Just worried for what my pa
Literature
Ouvert
You were the one who showed me how to breathe
How to open my mind and my eyes;
to the emptiness and vast
beauty (see also: suffering)
of the world around us; to touch
the wind
(and feel the sunshine on our backs)
and when my eyes opened
yours closed
and with it came the slam of a door
closing in,
you were afraid of what you saw
you revealed
unveiled
exposed
(left naked in the streets)
the abstract ebbs and flows of your
brain
I was jealous at how miraculous it was
(without the necessity to go with gears and symmetrical lines)
you exiled yourself
closed the world away and turned to a darker corner where you could be alone with your thou
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For Valentine's Day. Wee little phytoplankton lovers. Something sweet.
I'm a little unsure of the stanzas. They don't break up the poem as I wish--I mean, I could add comas to indicate breaks (i.e. after "love" in the first stanza) but I don't know...
I'm a little unsure of the stanzas. They don't break up the poem as I wish--I mean, I could add comas to indicate breaks (i.e. after "love" in the first stanza) but I don't know...
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Hi there! I've used the title of this piece in a poem for my Found Poetry Project