Submissions by beautiful_accident
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I play in the macabre, the erotic, the taboo.. but it's just play for the most part. I don't beat or kill people or puppies in my spare time.
denial
I stepped into the past
Into you;into this
into what we had
and what I found
that what we had
we lost and
there is no going back
no time machine
not a goddamned hope
to recapture
the something
or nothing
we were/could have been
I loved you
but lost it
is this a cheap
hollow imitation
of what we had
or is this a cheap
hollow imitation of
what I need today
either way
it's my life
and you don't fit
quite as well as you
used to.
Into you;into this
into what we had
and what I found
that what we had
we lost and
there is no going back
no time machine
not a goddamned hope
to recapture
the something
or nothing
we were/could have been
I loved you
but lost it
is this a cheap
hollow imitation
of what we had
or is this a cheap
hollow imitation of
what I need today
either way
it's my life
and you don't fit
quite as well as you
used to.
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my twist on the romance novel
Stacey walked into the tall glass and brass structure under the opulent sign stating “Damien Taupe Holdings,” her empty, unfed stomach lurching in want for food. She had a 10:00 appointment to interview the maverick, young billionaire in his conveniently close office for her college newspaper. It was originally Amanda’s, her roommate’s, story, but when Amanda came down with the stomach flu, she leaned on Stacey. Stacey reached in her pocket and touched the list of questions she was to ask Mr. Taupe, because it didn’t occur to her to actually read the questions beforehand.
She was...
She was...
145 reads
3 Comments
missed opportunities
I can't help but want you
naked
tangled in my dirty sheets
fingernails digging sweaty skin
marking what was once mine
you could be mine again
your eyes barely open
lip between your teeth
I know that look
you want this too
fingertip against my lips
I can say nothing
our little secret
I'll meet you out back
I check my phone
"Spaghetti alright?"
nothing meant by it
simple text, honest man
sitting at home, waiting
while I meet an old friend
for a drink...
I leave by the front door.
naked
tangled in my dirty sheets
fingernails digging sweaty skin
marking what was once mine
you could be mine again
your eyes barely open
lip between your teeth
I know that look
you want this too
fingertip against my lips
I can say nothing
our little secret
I'll meet you out back
I check my phone
"Spaghetti alright?"
nothing meant by it
simple text, honest man
sitting at home, waiting
while I meet an old friend
for a drink...
I leave by the front door.
688 reads
8 Comments
codependent
everything we had is dead
your face is nothing
yet here you are,
walking through piles of ashes
working to light a spark
nothing.
I never told you
I was tired of holding you up
You were so good at falling
failing
building up dreams
then crashing and burning
and you are burnt again
waiting for me to carry you.
I like standing on my own.
your face is nothing
yet here you are,
walking through piles of ashes
working to light a spark
nothing.
I never told you
I was tired of holding you up
You were so good at falling
failing
building up dreams
then crashing and burning
and you are burnt again
waiting for me to carry you.
I like standing on my own.
425 reads
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10 and 2
The day is done.
I have scraped away my second skin,
Foundation, powder, blush
Until I stare at only myself
Unadorned, plain, non-descript
ugliness.
Plain brown eyes peer through
rings of gray and brown
no concealer lightens it up
no trick tones it down
almost lashless lashes
blotchy, pocked cheeks
wrinkling creases in the corners
dry cracked lips
hint of a moustache
blackheads, bumps, and pimples
nose too big for any face
all staring back at me
ugly.
I could look down at a body
striped in stretchmarks,...
I have scraped away my second skin,
Foundation, powder, blush
Until I stare at only myself
Unadorned, plain, non-descript
ugliness.
Plain brown eyes peer through
rings of gray and brown
no concealer lightens it up
no trick tones it down
almost lashless lashes
blotchy, pocked cheeks
wrinkling creases in the corners
dry cracked lips
hint of a moustache
blackheads, bumps, and pimples
nose too big for any face
all staring back at me
ugly.
I could look down at a body
striped in stretchmarks,...
144 reads
11 Comments
hell
Our bodies mesh in blasphemy
Too filthy not to be a piece of heaven
If I didn't bleed emotion you wouldn't cut me so deep
I could will my eyes not to squirt tears
Stop being a human attached to the sublime
But you pick me up completely
As no one else has dared or will ever dare
Stare hard into my eyes and see past the smile
Into the worms that dance on the surface of my soul
And you accept it wordlessly and completely.
But I,
I am in hell.
Hell exists in that you
understand accept befriend believe complete
touch grab...
Too filthy not to be a piece of heaven
If I didn't bleed emotion you wouldn't cut me so deep
I could will my eyes not to squirt tears
Stop being a human attached to the sublime
But you pick me up completely
As no one else has dared or will ever dare
Stare hard into my eyes and see past the smile
Into the worms that dance on the surface of my soul
And you accept it wordlessly and completely.
But I,
I am in hell.
Hell exists in that you
understand accept befriend believe complete
touch grab...
177 reads
6 Comments
cowardice
all the firmament of heaven and earth
screaming at once
The cacophany is deafening
mouth full of half-dissolved pills
attempting to silence the voices
exercising the only control I have
my life my self
and all falls silent.
I am speaking; a car
who can't fire on its cylinders
one hand claps
words are meaningless in a life
that has no meaning
I am scared
I will soon be dead.
I pull away from this.
Monitors beep in a vacuum
I float and I fly
Being survived by...
Fallen victim to...
Quiet..
If I could...
screaming at once
The cacophany is deafening
mouth full of half-dissolved pills
attempting to silence the voices
exercising the only control I have
my life my self
and all falls silent.
I am speaking; a car
who can't fire on its cylinders
one hand claps
words are meaningless in a life
that has no meaning
I am scared
I will soon be dead.
I pull away from this.
Monitors beep in a vacuum
I float and I fly
Being survived by...
Fallen victim to...
Quiet..
If I could...
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2 Comments
Sorry
My father said if I didn't kick your ass next time
He'd kick mine
He was so sick of watching me hold my breath
Trying to retain my dignity
Not wanting him to see me cry
So I ran home for an entire year
Most of the time I was successful
I became one hell of a fast runner
Sometimes I wasn't
And your throng of followers
Would swarm around me
Stinging me with words, punches
Until I went home a bloody, crying
mess.
You made seventh grade impossible.
Eighth grade was no better,
And I still can't speak in front of...
He'd kick mine
He was so sick of watching me hold my breath
Trying to retain my dignity
Not wanting him to see me cry
So I ran home for an entire year
Most of the time I was successful
I became one hell of a fast runner
Sometimes I wasn't
And your throng of followers
Would swarm around me
Stinging me with words, punches
Until I went home a bloody, crying
mess.
You made seventh grade impossible.
Eighth grade was no better,
And I still can't speak in front of...
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9 Comments
VP not to be
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14 Comments
over.
acrid bitter smoke burns my eyes my nose
blends into the crisp cold of November Central Park
the fireworks are over and it is time to go home
the silence is deafening it chokes me like loneliness
squeezing my throat until my eyes pop in tears
I say goodbye to you, to this future
to these plans and dreams and this better life
I leave you to walk alone
as I will walk alone and we are done
my road is quiet I am submerged in silence and darkness
and if you are anywhere near me you know
there isn't an easy way out.
blends into the crisp cold of November Central Park
the fireworks are over and it is time to go home
the silence is deafening it chokes me like loneliness
squeezing my throat until my eyes pop in tears
I say goodbye to you, to this future
to these plans and dreams and this better life
I leave you to walk alone
as I will walk alone and we are done
my road is quiet I am submerged in silence and darkness
and if you are anywhere near me you know
there isn't an easy way out.
186 reads
5 Comments
what she needs
There is nothing beautiful
in that mess you left.
The woman in the bathroom
scrubs her face with toilet paper
trying to remove her mascara.
She can't admit she still loves you
more than she loves herself.
She turns her ringer off
trying to convince herself she doesn't care
then makes excuses to turn it back on.
She wants to be there when you "come to your senses."
I know she's just hoping you care that she's still alive.
I also know you don't.
The broken mess you left
sits on the windowsill
feet dangling...
in that mess you left.
The woman in the bathroom
scrubs her face with toilet paper
trying to remove her mascara.
She can't admit she still loves you
more than she loves herself.
She turns her ringer off
trying to convince herself she doesn't care
then makes excuses to turn it back on.
She wants to be there when you "come to your senses."
I know she's just hoping you care that she's still alive.
I also know you don't.
The broken mess you left
sits on the windowsill
feet dangling...
213 reads
8 Comments
Dear.
One moment
seconds dripping with need
Fingers hungry for flesh, reaching
breath held in hunger, want
I'll show you what she can't do
As I taste blood through my lip
My heartbeat pulsates through my body
Can you hear it?
Can you just taste it?
I'll wrap you in my body, in my words
in all the shameless acts I perform on you
all the fantasies you have of me
I want to tease you with my lips
Torture you with my fingers
Delight you in my soul
Confine you completely in the idea of me
Take you so far inside me you get lost there...
seconds dripping with need
Fingers hungry for flesh, reaching
breath held in hunger, want
I'll show you what she can't do
As I taste blood through my lip
My heartbeat pulsates through my body
Can you hear it?
Can you just taste it?
I'll wrap you in my body, in my words
in all the shameless acts I perform on you
all the fantasies you have of me
I want to tease you with my lips
Torture you with my fingers
Delight you in my soul
Confine you completely in the idea of me
Take you so far inside me you get lost there...
174 reads
2 Comments
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