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delve

i delve into the dark abyss of reality, not knowing where i’ll end up. not knowing if my feet would touch the ground or if i’ll fall on my back, but if i do i just need to get back up.

» Posted By perri On 08.04.2013 @ 10:40 pm

strung

She wears hickeys on her neck like a string of pink pearls, a gift from her beau, relics of kisses spun visible from the passion in her lover’s breath. In French class someone says “L’amour est vraiment chere.” and she pulls down her collar to let her baby bruises show for her seatmate to see, like a bride showing off her diamond ring. Love bites like candy, a string of rubies on her collarbones. She feels expensive as hell.

» Posted By Perri On 06.17.2013 @ 5:04 am

sleeved

She sleeved her wrists in red tiger stripes
criss crossing into one million X’s, into
one millions warnings to go away,
one million chalk lines marking the time spent
living a life that was dead.

We treat others as we want to be treated.
How long must she have been pining
to leave?

» Posted By Perri On 06.16.2013 @ 3:24 am

pixels

His prickly blue eyes were like lock picks in the way they sneaked up on you. When his gaze bore down on you those two tiny cyclones would silently work their way into yours and down through your pulse, creeping with each beat, quietly unlocking the chambers of your heart without you so much as realising. Only after he is gone do you realise that your heart has been left open and your soul is pouring out in a long slow trickle that follows him down the street. The underside of your skin buzzes with pins and needles.

» Posted By Perri On 06.15.2013 @ 5:50 am

barren

Lost in this desert
I must imagine the sand
as a billion crushed up gem stones

Still the latent sparkling
grows dull and barren to the mind
after a while

» Posted By Perri On 05.31.2013 @ 5:55 pm

Lost in this desert
I must imagine the sand
as a billion crushed up gem stones

Still the latent sparkling
grows dull and barren to the mind
after a while

» Posted By Perri On 05.31.2013 @ 5:55 pm

crumbled secrets and fragmented emotions
drip through my veins
like shards of glass
pricking at my insides
sparkling through my skin

Perhaps if all the world were made of diamonds
they would be less beautiful to us

» Posted By Perri On 05.31.2013 @ 5:52 pm

shattered

All I know of myself is a reflection
scintillas of sugar snap crispness
refracting syllables of light
a shattered image
a crumbled figure given clarity in a sheath of crystals
yet my vampire soul remains
occult and thoroughly clandestine
never denoting itself
in photon forms

» Posted By Perri On 05.26.2013 @ 5:26 pm

lullaby

sleep tight baby on the ocean floor
may the soft waves carry you forever more
may the kisses of the fishes sing the body’s law
sleep tight baby ever more

» Posted By Perri On 05.20.2013 @ 4:50 am

wafer

Shards
I’m waiting for the boy like liquid nitrogen
Who freezes roses in a single caress.
Who lets them fall
and shatter.

» Posted By Perri On 05.23.2013 @ 2:45 pm

the heart
is glass
Your words
made cracks
the shards: splintered
in my tears

the skin
is thin
like cotton sheets
your silence
leaves me
threadbare

» Posted By Perri On 05.23.2013 @ 4:44 am

flour

flower/flour

grinding grains
once growing
organic matter
dead

» Posted By Perri On 04.06.2013 @ 6:03 pm

vines

They were the hours
When we existed in wandering vines
and our separate skins crawled against one another
and you weren’t holding me
and I wasn’t holding you
but still we were
holding

I feel as if I am made of trees
And when I am with you I am a forest

And I’m just so very grateful that I can see the stars in the night sky

» Posted By Perri On 04.05.2013 @ 4:45 am

listening

this is the river delta now; can’t you hear
conversations withering into thin dead air through the telephone, the ringing in my ears
filling the void where your voice once lay

and I say to you:
“Are you okay?”

You’re not listening.

I didn’t mean to drift apart: can’t you hear
How many I call your name down the corridor, how many times you do not respond
I am drowning in our sparsity

and I say to you:
“Are we okay?”

You’re not listening.

I want you to love me like you love them: can’t you hear
the laughter you shared with everyone else, the times you shut me out and left me
walking three paces behind

and I say to you:
“I’m not okay.”

You’re not listening.

» Posted By Perri On 03.25.2013 @ 4:41 am

winged

She is so thin. Her shoulder-blades poke out of her back like fairy winglets, a cold image of a hungry child. He imagines grand feathered things growing from the little bones, lifting his pretty alabaster baby up and away. A breeze blows. She shivers. For a brief moments, he thinks she might take flight.

» Posted By Perri On 03.22.2013 @ 6:16 am

I took a walk the other day, and realised

As I sat on concrete curb
Watching the spider, the original anarchist
Sit belligerent in his nest

As I stood and wandered past the local houses
Owned by names that would be forgotten
In 200 years

As the woollen dress on my shoulders
Suddenly connoted a silk-soft lambie
Plucked twice: From family and from flesh

That I, the girl-worm, the suburban bitch
Could walk.
I could just keep walking.

And not turn back.

This thought was new to me.

» Posted By Perri On 03.22.2013 @ 6:11 am

cities

I can sense it all from my window
Many bodies No faces
Many noises No voices
Many hands No help

The deadened lights, I see it all from my window

I see it all from my window

Curling my knees into my chest
As if I wish to return to the sanctity of non-existence

I am so sad.

» Posted By Perri On 03.18.2013 @ 4:27 am

I see the moth and
unthinkingly
I clap it between my palms
I feel the little death seep through my skin
As its frame falls to the table
Sparkling silver entrails
Like city lights

I am horrified

» Posted By Perri On 03.18.2013 @ 4:20 am

withered

No room in the darkness left for light
I was once strong; and now I’m tired
I am a bird, but they cut off both my wings
The words are people on a page going wandering

And I forgot how to hold a hand
And I can’t remember what it was that did this anyway
My life is winter snow in fragments all around
Can’t you see the decay, I’ve already drowned

I’m floating, floating, floating like the dead girl
No one realises we’re all just living meat
I’ve been rotting since the day I was conceived
So I don’t want to fight

Anymore

» Posted By Perri On 03.10.2013 @ 1:54 pm

bleeding

She crosses out her thoughts in short relieving lines
Her arms: the pages marked with these mistakes
Adulterated screaming verses impaled with red stripes

Open up a vein and the words will flow freely,
She finds:
She can no longer finish her sentence

» Posted By Perri On 02.27.2013 @ 4:57 am

sanctity

He had sallow, dirty cheeks like fresh dug holes in the earth, and his skin was cold and wet. Yet he glowed despite his sickness. He smiled at me warmly and I noticed that his grass green eyes were still electric, as if his blood ran lightning. As long as I was by his side, I knew that I would be safe.

» Posted By Perri On 02.15.2013 @ 3:52 am

Worlds apart
From where my petals fell

Tripping over my feet, there’s no place for me here
I live in languages that I don’t understand

I never understood why no one ever held my hand
So I never learnt to stand

» Posted By Perri On 02.15.2013 @ 3:44 am

growing

God is a lie
An immaculate deception
A dulcet fairy tale
To put our fretting ego to sleep

For how can there be any higher power when
The institution of parenthood
Can collapse into perdition
When three souls become two

She never got to hold her child, not once

» Posted By Perri On 02.09.2013 @ 4:16 am

systems

perhaps the only law of nature is that humans like to make up patterns
and the rest is just coincidence?

» Posted By Perri On 02.02.2013 @ 1:41 am

features

She was hardly a peach, the girl with the eye patch– with the blunt bangs, with the candid pout, with the bitten fingernails– indeed, nothing special. Yet, there was something about her that really struck a man like Calvin, hard. Perhaps it was her lofty expression, or the way her tiny frame stood above those of the tall men around her, but he liked the way her single eye flitted about wickedly, and he liked the minxish smirk that burnished itself across her features. Whatever it was, he felt the need to bow.

» Posted By Perri On 02.01.2013 @ 4:27 am

swell

The waves rolled against the hull with a limpid cadence, he thought, feeling the voluptuous rhythm rock the deck beneath him. He lay his head against the wall, listening to the steady thrumming of the swell. Water was the planet’s blood, he was sure of it, and the tides a heartbeat.

» Posted By Perri On 01.30.2013 @ 9:38 pm

baby

I love you, he said quietly, his back to mine, and then he was silent once more. I could see the galaxy of little brown freckles suspended about the curve of his skin in the warm, blue moonlight, and the tiny hairs bristling on the back of his neck. There was something in the manner of his stillness that bore more clarity to me than any poem, any verse I had ever tried to write. I knew that there was never going to be anyone else for me as long as I lived.

» Posted By Perri On 01.30.2013 @ 4:30 am

baby, baby
won’t you come and kiss
won’t just come home
won’t you just exist

baby baby,
I wish that you were real
I wish that I could love you
I wish that you were missed

» Posted By Perri On 01.30.2013 @ 4:10 am

real

I exist only as words on a page, to you
These cold nouns and brittle verbs
Question: Am I anything but a poem?

» Posted By Perri On 01.23.2013 @ 12:46 am

sound

submarined in unbridled silence
the quiet creates a fullness
cutting through the absence of sound

» Posted By Perri On 01.18.2013 @ 8:54 pm

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