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this is how i feel.. the year has ended.. perhaps it isn’t quite what you thought it would be.. it isn’t quite what you thought i would be. i felt it more in the last 24 hours, but i can tell you nothing… perhaps your hard knock life brings you to a catapult.. these 24Continue reading “24”

Posted byCiaraJuly 29, 2011Posted inPoetryTags:12, 24, endings, hours, poetry, writingLeave a comment on 24

333.3

33. 33.33..33. stems. they bring nothing good anymore. pulls. on. the . neck.   33. 33.33.33. brims. lusty love.  worn out love… ..  i’m stretched… if i had knees.. . i would crawl..  with only parts of me. some day. one day.

Posted byCiaraJuly 27, 2011Posted inPoetryTags:days, love, poetry, stretched, writingLeave a comment on 333.3

quiet

in your movements, i steal quiet moments alone with you. you don’t see them, you rarely notice. but i like to hide weak in your strength when i can. because sometimes i feel. sometimes i hide soft for you to discover. because sometimes my skin tightens for you to notice. lips wet, eyes glisten. musclesContinue reading “quiet”

Posted byCiaraJuly 26, 2011Posted inPoetryTags:alone, love, moments, movements, night, poetry, weakness, writingLeave a comment on quiet

your liberties

numb. when i close my eyes all i see is deep reds and oranges. and i am tired. and the sounds flood my bloodstream. keeping emotions bottled is required. don’t you see? i don’t have the liberties you have. i now hide, i squirm in the covers to find a cool place. weakened with restraint.Continue reading “your liberties”

Posted byCiaraJuly 12, 2011Posted inPoetryTags:liberties, poetry, solitude, space, writingLeave a comment on your liberties

patches

patient and sleeved inside a strong arm. fingertips wet, dripping with possibilities. it rests awhile when all else is busy. quiet and thoughtful, it aches for submersion. while the sun rises high, and bodies move quick. its calm, magnetic. and it draws me in tight, closer. and as it transforms itself into static, it quiversContinue reading “patches”

Posted byCiaraJuly 11, 2011Posted inPoetryTags:me, patches, poetry, rest, writingLeave a comment on patches

caught

i caught that. found your hard side, slipped through my cracks like water, it did. and you meant none of it, i know. but i caught it. it slid down my chest, right into my belly.  easy with the balloons that were already there. caused breathlessness. my likeness. and i can’t tell you.  paranoia. learnedContinue reading “caught”

Posted byCiaraJuly 11, 2011July 11, 2011Posted inPoetryTags:ache, love, poetry, water, writingLeave a comment on caught

untitled

rushing into it, i’m running for your presence. delicate in the texture of fingertips, i shine to meet the preference. just give it to me, give me what i need now. imagine the life set, open arms follow sunny embraces.  i can almost feel the reassurance, like honey all over me.  enveloped in the idea,Continue reading “untitled”

Posted byCiaraJuly 6, 2011Posted inPoetryTags:delicate, love, poetry, preference, writingLeave a comment on untitled

a light shining

you’re the unexpected. a light shining in a cold, dark room. you’re the blessing. frightening and needed, slowly penetrating the core of my heart i anxiously wait for each minute, when i can see this picture more clearly. hoping and wanting more of you, this insight consumes. unlikely in the beginning, i was lukewarm andContinue reading “a light shining”

Posted byCiaraJune 27, 2011July 4, 2011Posted inPoetryTags:dream, love, poetry, sleep2 Comments on a light shining

summer breathes..

goodbye love memories scream soft against this void dreamless into frantic summer after you smear the past girl shot trust whines but the moons stars sun purr like music for her the sound sweet silent listen she became that rock over moments since.

Posted byCiaraJune 27, 2011July 4, 2011Posted inPoetryTags:endings, girl, love, poetry, summer1 Comment on summer breathes..

tonight

pushing at the center, it creeps up into my throat. lodging itself until i can’t breathe anymore. i found the problem tonight. burning a hole into the bed i lay in, quiet enough to terrify my insides and sew my lips closed so that i could not verbalize a word. tonight i cut myself offContinue reading “tonight”

Posted byCiaraJune 27, 2011Posted inPoetryTags:poetry, writingLeave a comment on tonight

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