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Ryan Bowdish Oct 2010
Left behind
I don't care about you
I'll look at who I want to look at.

They're cute.
He/she/we are so ****** ****.
We are evil.
They are us.

Just stay home and do your work
Clean the dishes and take a hit
She's melting you.
She's torn you.

Herein lies proof that you're no longer on her agenda
*******.
You're not handsome.
You're shaggy. You're not exciting.
You're kind of an *******.

When someone looks at you they won't think,
"Wow, he has got something no one else has."
Unless of course you hold a guitar.
Or a microphone.
Or a *** of cash.

All they will think is
"Who the hell does he think he is?"

I don't, anymore, my love.
I don't.
Ryan Bowdish Oct 2010
There is a pounding at the door. Soon it will fly open.
Men in gas masks will flood the hallway.
With shotguns.
You have so much to live for, man, don't do this.
We'll come in if we have to. But we just want to talk.

Your children love you.
God knows why
After the things you have forced them to see.

It's humid and the air is causing the culdesac to shimmer
Just above the road, like we lit the tar on fire.
Gangsters lean on their cars to watch
Your misery unfold.

Helicopters keep breaking my concentration
Glowing eyes from the floor
A collapsed heap of laundry
Rustic

All curled in on herself.
Where did we go wrong?
How did it get to this? How did the police get involved?
Smashing up counter-tops with a golf-club.

The windows are breaking and tear gas starts to rise.
The last thing I taste is formaldehyde
And then steel
And then red life
Flowing out the holes
And the orifices.

Carry the children out.
Give them some air.
Move along.
There's nothing to see here.

How is the wife?
Carry her to the stretcher.
Another day in the life.
Tomorrow will be better.
Ryan Bowdish Sep 2010
Anxiously Awaiting Atomic Assimilation:

Still not happy.
What is it about being pinned down that causes our hearts to rush
Or the pulse to harden?
I can hardly listen to music anymore: It all sounds like you.
My brain says give up and stay home
My heart says go out and love!
Give it all away! Take them all for granted! Let them use you!
Would it hurt? Not anymore. Not after us.

Random but justifiable meltdowns occurring every day sometime past noon. Every single day.
Your picture still on my windowsill
You in that dress
Our hands melted together
Our arms behind each others' backs
The smiling.

All the holding and kissing we did on the boat.
The propeller spun the water through my head
And out your mouth into my eyes
From there into your thighs
Out your ears and under your bed
From the time we wake up until we're dead

Bolted shut. The door is locked.
Every time I leave, I lock it again.
Robbery is a victimless crime when you don't care about your worthless crap.

Take me. Take it all from me.
Be an angel and sin with me.
She never will again.
Not as long as her picture exists.

She will never leave my head.
Just as long as that picture persists
Or the Pinback track continually insists
I just sit back and cry and open my wrists.

I can't cry. I can't laugh for any real reason unless a hookah is near, AND SPEAKING OF WHICH:

I want to be with you again, man. You left me at the same time she did.
Add insult to injury. Degrade my emotions. "She outranks you. It doesn't matter what you are feeling. Only what she is feeling."

Those words echo like a ton of bricks
Thrown against a canyon
Or a gunshot cracking on a silent, frosty night
The city glows, but not the way I like it.
Not the way you described.

THE WAY I DESCRIBED.
Don't you ******* tell me I ruined it for you.
It was already ruined! I just spelled it out for you!
Have you no eyes?!
Can you not see your impact?
You witch. You monster! You ghoul! You sorceress!
Succubus!
Seraph!
Get out of my head! Leave me to rot!
Let my tears dry! Let my head clear!

Fog from my eyes will dissipate!
But only if you GO AWAY.
You know who you are. And this is not intended to offend you.

However, the other, he can definitely take it seriously.
Ryan Bowdish Sep 2010
One with eyes that burn me every time I move
A scowl which damns me the viral infection
Yet you hold her tightly
And it kills me.

I never could reach any amount of perfection that had been set as a goal for me. Never could keep anyone like you around. Never understood what she wants me dead for. Now you and her walk hand in hand.
After I spent so many euphoric nights with you
And so many restless nights now without...

She wants to hang me from telephone wires
She wants to impale me on trees
She wants my face stretched and contorted
To fit your needs! She will feed you!
She will have everything you want!
What will I have?

No heart, no smile, no happiness.
Just bitter, broken-hearted hatred
For her. Deserving you when I never can.
For her being able to be close to you.
For her being able to hold you.
For her being ALLOWED to love you.
Hatred for your acceptance of that
Hatred for the fact that you finally found
Someone as beautiful (if not more) as you.

You probably don't understand
How you can hurt me this much.
I don't know how to explain it.

Just, I miss you, I love you, I wish you the best of luck...

But sometimes I kind of want to hurt you.

Oh, yes, and just to be quite clear:


She doesn't deserve you.
Ryan Bowdish Sep 2010
Tears run soft down our cheeks
Your scent's in the ocean breeze
Loneliness and cracked CD's
O Solo Mio, hold me please

It's all okay now. Lay your head on me.
Gaze into my eyes. What are you thinking?

Lose my sight. On my knees
In the rain at night. Rescue me.
Light me on fire, put your arms around me
Sometimes I'm so tired. Please save me.
And don't forget me when you rise.
I'm sorry it's so late, but I must write
My eyes sting, burning red;
All alone freezing in my bed tonight.

It's all okay now. Rest your head on me.
Gaze into my eyes. What are you thinking?
Ryan Bowdish Sep 2010
Around a fire laughing like wolves
Nostalgia ran, the wind was cold
Eyes from a shaved head, her shoulders
Glowing in the firelight like a limelight night

Skies of the ocean run around beach-tree eyes
Put your arms on mine, laugh with me
Gaze into your blue eyes and ask why?
Why is your mouth so dry?

Let's go out and get some fresh air!
What's on your mind now?
I bury myself in your red hair
Vaporizing all the clouds

In a cocoon of your pale arms
Like the womb and its charms
You feel wet and red like a lamb
We all wept and fled for the sound.

Lies of the motions around peach-tree thighs
Put your arms on mine, laugh with me
We gaze into our own eyes and ask why?
Why can't I lay with you tonight?

Let's go out and get some fresh air!
What are you thinking about?
Bury myself in your red hair
And forget the shroud

It's all right now. Come close to me.
Let me hold you. Let us sleep.
It's cold right now. Come close to me.
I will warm you. Let us be.
Ryan Bowdish Sep 2010
I'm not happy.
Though warm like the pavement
Of a highway
On a freezing, summer night.
You can't tell because the blotter runs on strong.

I would die by your hands
Day by day.
Like a modern-day Prometheus
Sequence, substance, ether eager eyeballs
Stalling, stalling, stalling.
Call me forward.

Come hither, darling. You are so magic
Your face makes me break
Your eyes fill my heart with lye
It burns so much to see you
my chest and eyes and mind
My skull is an inferno uncontrollable
Inconsolable.

Darling, you will know
The meaning of undertow
And you have had me know
The true meaning of being low
Dead dreams, dead memories
Your eyes inside me
You haunting my dreams

Every night, another reason
To wake up to burning, red eye-sockets
Red rockets
Sky high
Firework death
Beautifully turning away from me.

I wish you cared and missed the fair because I didn't want to see you there.
I twist and turn and lose my hair all because you can not care.

Stare, stare, stare, stare. Haunting, haunting, taunting, haunting
Please leave me alone.
Please be there for me every day.
As a best friend.

But quit appearing in my dreams.
Witch.
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