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Throbbing Sockets

Post-surgery agony - such a simple yet hideous thing

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Throb, throb, throb,With the weight of liquid lead oceansThumping against theLeague-thick wallsOf iron and stone whereCaverns of viscous bloodSeeps and pumps in...

Reflection

Can I believe what I see?

I catch my gazeIn silvered glassWatching who I seeI tilt my headFrom side to sideMaking sure it’s meIs there beauty?Hard to sayI know the face so wellReach my handTo one outstretchedFlesh meets solid coolOlive skinDark curly hairToned figure, real hipsEye...

Hey, you. Yeah, you. What are you just Standing around for? Going to work you say. Well that certainly is boring. Now isn't it.  What do you want  To do instead? Start a band? Oh, and open a business?  Wow, you have Goals Then go do them. Why can't you? B...

Your face like broken smiles Keep me awake. I search All the hidden mirrors For your immaculate torso. Smells in the kitchen-gardenResolve into memories,Water-spouts here and thereWork out a romantic alphabet..