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patent

Permission to think
to explore what is and was always inside you.
Limited by the mind of another, so
he might capitalize
and institutionalize on what he couldn’t do
himself.

» Posted By Destin On 11.08.2011 @ 11:20 pm

passionate

Simple and honest
like gravity and oxygen.
Nothing makes since without you here.

I know as well as what hold me to the ground
that you are to be in my life
forever.

» Posted By Destin On 10.31.2011 @ 11:13 pm

compassion

Lips parted so willingly
as the others passed across her neck.
Passion and lust so closely entwined
that the heat from their bodies
is beyond what their senses can accept.

» Posted By Destin On 10.14.2011 @ 8:05 am

edge

Each edge of the bed felt like it was a million miles high.
I panicked as she turned over, rolling towards the side.
I knew the second that she reached her destination,
she’d be gone forever

but I couldn’t stop her.

» Posted By Destin On 10.02.2011 @ 4:47 pm

pressed

Pressed into another corner
she feels the urge to run.
Everyone tells her to relax,
that this is normal,
you should be happy.

But who’s happy with walls
behind their back
hands at their shoulders
and cuffs on both their fingers?

» Posted By Destin On 09.25.2011 @ 12:17 pm

couch

The couch gave under my naked back
and your hands felt sweet on my chest.
The glue between our skin was wet and drying.

Your taste still rang on my tongue.

» Posted By Destin On 09.21.2011 @ 8:58 pm

shootout

Heart beats turned into centuries
as Wilson stood in the street.
With the blood of the others under his feet
he stepped toward what he knew would be
the last thing he ever did.

» Posted By Destin On 09.17.2011 @ 10:21 pm

trade

The trade was so quick
subtle.

Her fingers grazed mine
and as I looked up to see her face
I could already feel my hand longing for her touch again.

Then she smiled, as if she could hear
my knuckles begging.

» Posted By Destin On 09.12.2011 @ 10:13 pm

clipped

The clips fell into the sink,
pieces of him he no longer needed.
And each one fell so easily,
so willingly.

Like dreams.

» Posted By Destin On 09.09.2011 @ 9:32 pm

bars

The bar was wet and cold on Joe’s forehead. He couldn’t believe that the place where Jenn and fell into his life, literally, would be the place he saw her for the last time. That night she slipped and landed in his lap ran so vividly through his mind simultaneously as he watched her clumsily step off the curb… one last time.

» Posted By Destin On 09.08.2011 @ 10:32 pm

chance

The only chance he had
was to let everything go.
He left his baseball mit
his favorite hat
his mothers kiss…

Everything was behind him now.
What was ahead was beyond
his mind could go.

But his feet would go forever.

» Posted By Destin On 08.28.2011 @ 11:53 pm

root

The root of the problem wasn’t that Edmond was never home in time for dinner, it was that when Julie woke up in the morning she would find Ed sitting on the edge of the bed staring at the wall as if he was trying to make it look like somewhere else. Some mornings she would touch his shoulder and he would be jolted back to his body and that smile would come to his face, the one that she he only wore when he didn’t want to you know that wasn’t interested in what you have to say. Other morning she would just sit up and see him, and roll over and wait for him to leave, as if he’d never been there.

» Posted By Destin On 08.01.2011 @ 5:06 pm

band

The music leaped into my ears
and spread through out my limbs.
The movement, so genuine and free.

As the band played, I glide past your feet
and dive into your smile.
Dancing never felt so natural.

» Posted By Destin On 07.27.2011 @ 1:37 pm

antlers

The antlers were strong
sturdy coat hangers that
we always relied on
and never realized that
they weren’t actually ours.

» Posted By Destin On 06.25.2011 @ 10:34 pm

intense

The feelings went from strong to intense
as the elephant sat right on her face
and her lips parted like the flood-gates
of fear.

The words just slipped out
… like I meant them.

» Posted By Destin On 06.22.2011 @ 10:10 pm

train

to georgia.

full of strangers.

harry potter.

songs.

» Posted By destin On 06.15.2011 @ 9:14 pm

embraced

The blood flooded my face as the truth
came clear in her eyes.
The fear turned to disgust
and the truth wrapped around both our throats
and took us.

» Posted By Destin On 06.13.2011 @ 1:45 pm

painted

These days are painted
with pain and struggle and growth.
We try to pretend that the nights
are not just sessions of TV re-runs
and more and more gallons of scotch,
but we cant see past the haze that we’ve
put up around our hands to see that
they’re pail.
Could we be growing up,
Or just aprart…?

» Posted By Destin On 06.06.2011 @ 9:16 pm

eyeliner

The eyeliner was everywhere but her eyes. They always told her that she would thank them later, but right now all it felt like was strings at her wrists tugging in every direction she didn’t want to go. Why can’t they see that the only thing she wants is right in front of her? Right in front of them? He’s simply across the table.

» Posted By Destin On 05.06.2011 @ 11:31 am

fluorescent

The lights flicked on and off as Chuck walked down the street. He was alone like he always was and went about counting the number of people holding hands as he we walked. He hated them so much but always wanted his hand to be filled with something. Anyone.

Anything.

» Posted By Destin On 05.01.2011 @ 12:29 pm

deadbolt

The door slammed with enough time for Elle to lock the deadbolt. Her heart pounded on her ribs like a captive monkey, and every breath came with strain. Her eyes shut just before a jolt on her back made her jump away from the door. Ian had caught up, and he had no intention of letting the door stay in its frame tonight.
“You’re DRUNK Ian, just go home!” she shouted. Ian could hear the desperateness in her voice, which meant that there was no other way out. He chuckled to himself knowing that tonight, he would finally taste to sweat he loved to watch run down their necks as he slowly stabbed them.

» Posted By Destin On 04.28.2011 @ 3:48 pm

trailer

As the trailer bounced up and down I-10, Bill knocked an empty cup onto the floor and stumbling in his sleepy steps to try and reach Jane in the “Captains” chair.
“What time is it?”
“4:25.” She said, not taking her eyes of the road.
“Want me to take a turn?” He didn’t want to drive, but he thought he’d at least ask.
“I’m OK, but you can keep me company.” She said, finally looking at him with his boxers wadded at his crotch and his sleep shirt pushed up exposing his out-y. Bill plopped in the chair and stared at the road as the yellow lines hypnotized him to forget that they were going back to El Paso. He’d take the drive any day as long as he didn’t have to see his sister at the end of it, or worse, her cunt of a partner who always criticised him about his “lack of a career.” At least he wasn’t the one in fucking El Paso.

» Posted By Destin On 04.26.2011 @ 9:30 pm

intersection

He got to the intersection and stopped. He knew which way he was supposed to go. He’d been here a million times, it was like muscle memory. But this time felt different. He felt like turning right this time would lead to something bad, something hurtful. Jim closed his eyes, took a long drag on his cigarette, and turned the way his muscles always had. Today was gonna be the day.

» Posted By Destin On 04.25.2011 @ 12:56 pm

styrofoam

As his head hit the wall he realized that beings an ignorant douche bag wasn’t the way to get people to like you. The wall gave like Styrofoam water shoes, and the fresh air felt good on his already swelling cranium. Derek never remembered his revelation, nor the trip to the hospital. But he did remember that the nurse was hot, the bed was hard, and he also remembered that he really needed to give the kid in his psych class another swirly … he had been in the hospital after all and was running pretty behind on his schedule.

» Posted By Destin On 04.22.2011 @ 5:57 pm

foreign

This thought is so foreign
so unthinkable.
Yet like an itch
It seizes my attention.

A choice to take
something that should be given
is one that even when offered
makes the heart shutter.

» Posted By Destin On 04.21.2011 @ 1:06 pm

robot

Loading…
loading…
… The day has begun.
Unpluged from my bed
and already my gears are shifting.
99% and counting.
Crash is inevitable today.

» Posted By Destin On 04.19.2011 @ 6:24 pm

whiskey

Throw it back and let it burn.
The sting turns it into a sheet
of warm,
comforting numbness.

» Posted By Destin On 04.17.2011 @ 8:40 pm

luxurious

Up to my ears in
water, smoke going in
and out of my nose.

I close my eyes,
loose all sense of self.

I am simply steeping.

» Posted By Destin On 04.16.2011 @ 8:07 pm

severe

The pain split through me
like a fault.

» Posted By Destin On 04.13.2011 @ 11:30 am

obsolete

Everything that I felt for you
is out the door. Obsolete and gone.

You lied and cheated your way
into my heart you stole my kiss
you stole my touch.

I hope you find your way
to where the idols go.

» Posted By Destin On 04.12.2011 @ 5:52 pm

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