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You roll me up tight,
Like those precious hugs
We have never shared.
You hold me down so tight,
And you cap off all yours words
As to bottle down my emotions.
You then scream and steam,
Bursting open like a pop bottle
And I wonder whose truly shaken.
Like those precious hugs
We have never shared.
You hold me down so tight,
And you cap off all yours words
As to bottle down my emotions.
You then scream and steam,
Bursting open like a pop bottle
And I wonder whose truly shaken.
Literature
Real Estate
The cost of intellectual property has gone up.
I can already feel the ideas curdling like milk,
Strings of silver silk lining
Tangling it up so neatly--
A package for the loan-shark in my bed in the morning.
A message to my lover, to whom I owe such a debt:
All you ever do anymore is take.
My poems crumble at the touch,
Fading into the clusters of Sunday brunch and Family Guy reruns.
What's the price of the two seconds of quiet
Without a pile of unfilled lines awaiting my autograph
Ruffling through the papers you'll have me sign-
What wouldn't I give to sign with the devil, over you...
Teetering on the corner of thought,
My pen limp and b
Literature
Adios
Son las seis de la mañana y el aire comienza a enfriar los cuerpos que se encuentran en el andén; apenas es verano pero el frío no perdona a los foráneos. Vapor sale de las ventanas que se encuentran junto al viejo reloj que hace mucho dejó de emitir el tic tac que anunciaba el próximo llegar de los convoyes. El concreto del edificio hace que las plataformas luzcan más frías y lúgubres de lo que deberían. Gris y noche hasta donde alcanza la vista. Los olores de la tierra empapada por la lluvia aún cuelgan en el aire esperando quien los acoja.
Las máquinas estáticas que esperan
Literature
apocryphal
so cunning and seemingly honest
at times there is nothing but wit
yet not quite real on the inside
but nothing we care to admit
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My body is a bottle,
My depression is the liquid,
My anxiety is the carbonation, &
You are my catalyst.
My depression is the liquid,
My anxiety is the carbonation, &
You are my catalyst.
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i really liked it