Rubber

because it's better to keep this **** contained.
P.S. any feedback would be nice
1 a storm, a hole
A crooked rapier of light
Thrust down at the horizon
Left sonic races
To ripple outward
Shaking my eardrums
I sat motionless
Rooted in place
As it was pulled back
Into the black tufts
By a cuff-linked hand

And all hell broke loose
The earth was sucked down
Into the wound
But the looks on our faces
Were of wild excitement
And excruciating pleasure
Arm hair standing
Antenna straight
Receiving messages
From a brand new world

In the abyss we were limitless

2 ramble
my half smile coddles
your naked words
bristling with sincerity.
my bear hugs transform
me into a pincushion.
but that's okay.

just please promise me you
won't let them play taps
at my funeral.
for one, I'm not a soldier.
for two, I don't even like that song.

make it something that
captures what I see
dripping out of every pore
of the trees.
of the earth.
of your skin.
flowing out in tendrils of
translucent gold
toward the sky.
are they marionette strings
or pirate flags?

because I want it to be
relevant to the present
since neither the past
nor future
really exist.

I tried to write in strange
patterns to get you to
think differently.
to see what I see.
It didn't work but
I continued out of spite.

3 you, i don't like you
an absolutely sickening knot
took residence in my gut
when I saw you flip-flop that diamond across your knuckles
who are you to be so careless with something so precious?

I.
don't.
forget.

I want to slash it, tear it, bite it
not you, but the idea of you
someone who stands on such a small pedestal
and mistakes the ground for the sky
but gets away with it because the fault becomes endearing

you are you, I am me, he is he, she is she

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