The Night you Taught me to Fight

Fists raised
similar in stature
I flatten my fist

I am a punching bag

Paperback arms slam my fingertips
He shows me how loyalty converts into violence
It's not just the hardcovers that pack the punch

They shuffled at our feet
among pens and college-ruled fibers

But erect like wrecking cranes
We tore at each other with our clenched finger tips

And you hate to crease but for some reason I like to
crumple you like every bad idea in the bin

You're taking fire to my ankles
they can't take the heat

but take the fucking ink and drench me in your lies
because I want all I can get
turn the handle like a jack in the box suprise
and it'll come out like a jack in the face

we'll let the deep red flow from your nose
darker than a jack in the coke

because the ink will always bleed.

Umbrellas like Crowns

by Surreal as sunlight

I am just a man
who can fill a shirt
There is no gaping emptiness
within these cotton sleeves

They are always above your head
but you only notice the clouds
When the train is punctual

It's just the like freckles
that you only notice
when you're in love
the lovefreckles

here in the city
you're lucky to see
one or two stars

but you jerked me to the farm
where i first perceived
the hundreds that dot your face

somehow it was always better
when your hair was down
like a thousand Japanese walkers
with umbrellas like crowns

but we took them down to see the sun

then each shirt grew bigger
with every eye-locked glance

and so I had to let the grains fall
and let them stop tugging at my threads

Mirage

by amy

Oh baby, don't you grow up disappointed
For your lack of weights for strength
Those sandbags laced through both your wrists
Keep you aquainted with the desert
When all you want is rivers, oceans, bigger hands in wishing wells
The quicksand holds you through the night
Grains sharpen tear ducts

an x cerpt from the war widower

whitehorse aka your boy mike t swanberg


The First bullet went through her shoulder
My god a bullet
I have seen one, held one in my hand

But I see it all now
The exit like a rose bloom
Only faster, sharper
it is lovely
Im sure that’s how she saw it

Come over here she would have said
It is like a rose
It is lovely

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the Second bullet through her leg
My god, nevermind
I don’t want to do this

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The night she left I cried
Because she didn’t want to fuck
I sat on the edge of the bed

She didn’t even kiss me
Just hummed that song
And cut her hair short in the bathroom

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Third bullet through the throat

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The fourth bullet hit her cheek
Stop this, who let them tell me

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Stop this, I see it now

the sound of your name makes me violent

turtledove

the feeling of needing to punch my fist
through your skull
and into your brain
scares me

is that you rubbing off on me
or my father

when we were younger
i'd stare from the stairway
as he scrambled for my brothers
and i'd hide from it
and hate the day that it focused on me

but this feels like my own
not some gene passed down
because you're legitimately an asshole
and my brothers weren't

my brothers, those men
are the strongest men i know
i will never meet anyone as honest as they are
and never love someone so much

its so unfair that i should feel anything for you
when i have my brothers
and i have my boyfriend
and all you do is hurt me
worse than he ever did

Hindsight is Mocking Us All

turtledove

When I see your smile
I'd like to smack it off

The smile that tells me
I should be honored to walk with you to class
I should be proud of you for finally turning in your paper
I should be so happy you're spending time with me and not someone else

You grace me, every day
With your beautiful face
And your wonderful problems
That you never want solved

You'd like to carry your regression
to place on the next girl
That will fall for your hands
Sticky with sorrow

And that smile
that means you will never call me again