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 Nov 2012 Charles Barnett
August
She rubs the night onto her eyes
In her dish sized eyes, tiny moons shine

She's a galaxy girl
A world all her own
And you know you want her
But all you can do is revolve around her

She grinds up meteors, hoping for a ****
Her coffee *** is filled with Saturn smoke

She's a galaxy girl
A world all her own
And you lay awake and think about her
But all you can do is revolve around her

Inside her chest, a black hole sits
Aurora borealis pours out her fingertips

She's a galaxy girl
A world all her own
And you can't stand the longing for her
But all you can do is revolve around her

The stars form her body, her face, her hips
Kissing space directly on the lips

She's a galaxy girl
A world all her own
You are a million aeons away from her
And all you can do is revolve around her
I took paper and pen,
put them together,
and made myself a sign.
I pin it around town and wait for the call,
for a voice in the phone to tell me they'd found my missing mind.
Lost and Found!
I hope it's not been run over.
Did her lips ever gave birth to my name again
After when I kissed her?
It’s because of her im not sane
My heart still sings to her.

Another lips I kiss now
In other arms I find my solace
Another eye under sublime brow
Lights my day

But still, when sun shines in my soul
Vision of you I see
Your love to poetry and rock’n’roll
Strums my mind to this day.
 Nov 2012 Charles Barnett
Jessie
In November I met that love
and by the end of summer we ceased.

Two months later came, like it does.

He snapped his collar bone from skating the bowl.
I got drunk alone and spewed guts on myself after the first hour.
Only one was a side effect from the breakup.

Too scared to face it, we pass by with silence,
too many different kinds.

One day.

But I don't think I'll be able to say anything correctly.

Small talk.

He remarks, "My bone is healing up."
Well.
All I have is, "I'm still throwing up."
I can't tell you whether it's the music
That plays and I think of you
Or it's this weather
That always brings me down

Back down to the lowest
Places in my heart that make
My mind think of everything I've lost
Everything I want in my world
That I don't have

But whatever it is I am struggling
Against the tears that well in my eyes
Not to pick up the phone and
Hear your voice, the voice
That was there for me through so much.

But I can't tell you whether it's
The music or this weather
That is causing me to fall down
Break down and cry again
All I know is that I'm lost

Happy and so very sad
At the same time
I am lost and feel like
I am losing my resolve.
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