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May 2014 Phillip Blytheville

Jane dale

Most people in the world I see,
Out for themselves, all me me me,
Materialistic, it's money first,
It's all around, and getting worse,
The smallest kindness that I see,
Restores my faith in humanity,
I'm fully aware of the depth that I dwell,
There is no answer, that I can tell,
I'm going to take notice of the law of my dog,
If you can't eat it or **** it, **** on it, move on.

May 2014 Phillip Blytheville

Please don't.

May 2014 Phillip Blytheville

Jane dale

Please don't.

Please don't call me darling,
It gets right on my ****,
You might think your being clever,
But I really don't like it.

Please don't creep up behind me,
And grab hold of my *******,
You could just try to talk to me,
Not prompt a cardiac arrest.

Please don't **** beneath the covers,
And hold my head underneath,
It's really just not ****,
And makes me sick behind my teeth.

Please don't hold me on the floor,
Mercilessly tickling my toes,
My bladders not what it used to be,
I don't want to scream and wet my clothes.

Please do treat me like a lady,
If it's not to much to ask,
Or I might decide I've had enough,
And kick out your annoying ****!

May 2014 Phillip Blytheville

Average me.

May 2014 Phillip Blytheville

Jane dale

Average me.

Fame and fortune sadly eluded me,
I live such an average life,
Not much exciting ever happens,
Oh just pass me the ****** knife!

I know I ought not moan and gripe,
It's likely my own mistake,
There were golden opportunities,
I had no confidence then, to take.

More I dwell upon this thing called fame,
One thing's pretty clear,
If the whole world knows who you are,
There's no privacy, my dear.

Paparazzi camped outside your home,
From morning , noon to night,
Trying to catch a random photograph,
Of you looking quite a fright.

Maybe I'm better as I am,
Just living in my dreams,
Perhaps on the other side, you know,
The grass is never quite as green.

May 2013 Phillip Blytheville

I can't say this out loud.

May 2013 Phillip Blytheville

Amanda Jerry

I can't say this out loud.

You probably understand. Or maybe you don't, after all. Either way, it is jumping around inside me and if I don't let it out soon all my carbonation will fizz up and run over the side of my glass and I don't want to waste all that sweetness.

I want to kiss you underwater.

I want that kiss to be the only thing keeping us alive. Down there we are foreigners, aliens. Grasping, I want to feel your flesh in stark contrast to the smooth wetness all around me, like a secret.

All that life where we cannot live. Exotic, forbidden, so lovely. I am sick with love.

May 2013 Phillip Blytheville

Had I Known

May 2013 Phillip Blytheville

kenzo

Had I Known

Your pale grass colored eyes flickered towards me in the passenger seat;
cigarette out the window
I stare at my ruby colored lips in the side view mirror
You drum your fingers on the wheel to Blue Bossonova
I remember the dream catcher hanging from the mirror catching my eye;
a majestic golden hue from the sunlight reflecting off of it.

We weren't supposed to be driving the car,
We both knew this, but we were rebels
So I had climbed out my window without my parents knowing
ripping my jeans in the process
just to be with you.

Had I known it would be the last time I'd touch you;
Had I known it would be the last time I'd kiss your lips
I would have stayed in my bed
The Shins blaring through my headphones
Thinking about all the things I'm going to do with you

Had I known it would be the last time seeing you smile
The last time hearing you breathe
Hearing you talk
Touching your skin
I would have obeyed my parents rules for once.

Instead of staring at your pretty green eyes
I stare at the pretty headlights coming our way
I feel the car swerve to the left;
the dream catcher falling
The car spinning like a dradle in the air
It was like everything were in slowmotion
As I look over at you in horror
your pale green eyes flicker away from mine
closing as if to say
"I'm sorry."
The car comes to a hault.
You were motionless as we were upside down
Tears fall down my ****** cheeks
I scream at you to wake up;
but you wouldn't
Then I stopped wasting my breath
I stopped
Like your heart

Had I known it would be the last time I'd touch you;
Had I known it would be the last time I'd kiss your lips
I would have stayed in my bed
The Shins blaring in my headphones
because now I'm fantasying about all the things we could have done

About all the things we could have said
like
"You're paying for the electrical bill this time."
or
"I do."
Now I'm stuck listening to Blue Bossonova
blaring in my headphones
thinking about all the things I'd have to do without you

Had I known