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calembours commented on the post, officers 4 months, 3 weeks ago
sharp patterns cut in crowds
black sticks, black belts, blackened eyes
turning the tide of the ocean
beating back the sea
pouring away the rain in a drought -
rosivan commented on the post, carbon 8 months, 3 weeks ago
dark scraping brushing over
waxy transparent paper
afterimages and shades
the slight jutting of engravings
the depressions of age -
rosivan commented on the post, misty 9 months ago
tips of mountain tops
corners of your eyes
redheads in denim shorts
and the mornings on foggy isles -
rosivan commented on the post, banks 9 months, 1 week ago
wide edges of water spray
and sharp turns cut across a glittering lake
the zig zag of predictability, the stuttering slop of control -
rosivan commented on the post, concept 9 months, 1 week ago
vague ink smudges on coral-coloured satin
my breath against your ear, echoing
shells and caskets, casings discarded
secret messages inside bottles for you to find -
rosivan wrote about the word scarce 1 year, 4 months ago
make myself paper-thin, weightless
transparent and fading in the light
be still, quiet, soft as the edges
of sunshine filtered through the
lace and frayed curtain edges -
rosivan wrote about the word crisp 1 year, 4 months ago
crackling under the press of my fingers
two snaps through the air
pieces of an evergreen, fallen
branches of pine needles in the morning air -
rosivan wrote about the word carved 1 year, 4 months ago
the time it takes from me to you
is the echo of my thoughts of love
rattling in the cage of my chest
and spat out with urgency
that makes me grab for the words you give
the laughter and startle of a call
the space of a moment over borders -
rosivan wrote about the word return 1 year, 5 months ago
twenty days my heart beats quiet under the skin i’ve been branded
holding close the promise of you coming to stroke it alive
another winter come and passes empty arms and eyes
twenty days
twenty days
twenty days -
rosivan wrote about the word shootout 1 year, 8 months ago
darkness between the slotted glances of
the ladies in their bodices, and the
darting eyes of cautious men, armed to the teeth
a whisper of wind, travelling between them
caressing through their hair
one…two… -
rosivan wrote about the word trade 1 year, 8 months ago
I have something, here, right here, curled in the palm of a weather-worn hand
I’ll give it to you, without question, for the contents of your heart
There’s a good chap, pour it out for me -
rosivan wrote about the word existence 1 year, 8 months ago
this perilous thing, shells inside of shells
awareness of a husk in the center of the forest
no one around to listen
but if you’re alone
are you lingering imagination, are you real at all? -
rosivan wrote about the word chance 1 year, 8 months ago
there’s a gap in the floor of my heart
widening as I stare at you
but then there’s you, at the end of my reach
and when I lean, lean over,
I soar away -
rosivan wrote about the word secretary 1 year, 8 months ago
keeping order, piles of paper
holder of secrets and the first face you see
quietly attending
tell your stories to me -
rosivan wrote about the word force 1 year, 8 months ago
you hold it in you young one
something wrapping around your soul
like the sudden thought of greatness
keep it near when you’re weak
grasping for control in the midst of a nightmare
in the middle of a daydream -
rosivan wrote about the word silk 1 year, 9 months ago
every word, a drop of champagne
spiderwebbed over your thighs
catching at the prick of a roughened tone
and caught in the hazy curtain of my eyes -
rosivan wrote about the word sinking 1 year, 9 months ago
would you pull me up or leave me dropping through the depths of an endless tank sightless and cold with the prickling sensation of de-evolved eyes would you let me drift among the tentacles of a grasping darkness where my heart is empty with the sound of my blood freezing would you let me sink [...]
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rosivan wrote about the word poison 1 year, 9 months ago
you’re killing me with this touch
fingers wrapped and tightening
glinting teeth, and laughter (laughing, so much laughing)
killing me with a smile, with a sigh
with the prick of your nails, scratching my thigh. -
rosivan wrote about the word transport 1 year, 9 months ago
lead me across the way where the diamond trails of sky do gather
shortened tomes of knowledge, and a compass of new spring
flip pages and soaring, deep into the underground
another breath of adventure written into the seams -
rosivan wrote about the word missed 1 year, 9 months ago
i am empty, carved and caught
starving, crying out
phantoms on my skin, phantoms behind my eyes
touch me with your memories
sighs like my name jolting through with lighting - Load More
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