50% off for a limited time!

Get Core

Theme

Display Mature Content

Suppress AI Content

Get Help and Send Feedback

literature

suckle

Deviation Actions

toxic-nebulae

Published: Dec 3, 2012

1.1K Views

Literature Text

you pry me open
like a blood orange:
a scrape of sugar on my tongue,
a taste like sunrise.

you take in
the salt and slick and
split
of my thighs,
the pulped tomato
of my heart,

the fabric and
steel bones
of an artificial ribcage

as you unknot
them all.

I draw my first
deep breath
and it smells of citrus
and coitus and
you

More by toxic-nebulae

Literature

Until the Lamplighters

plays and subway cars lurch to a standstill we gather our wits up and methodize and fill our hands with the power they say we can’t handle we vandals and Visigoths wielding our candles ‘til the generators should wake from their slumber| as Broadway casts, acrobats all do a number on the streets set to crumble beneath them with all of the weight of their great ancient feeling like blind tightrope walkers who feel their way forward their bravado follows me up through the gutters and I’ll trail them, listless until the lamplighters come by to help us trim the wicks on the lanterns we keep in our pockets in case we should need them (though just now we haven’t provision to feed them) we’ll sit here carousing by the light of their oil their conflict minerals, immortal coils well, I call that progress I’ll drink if I need to I’ll pay you back later I promise, I’ve got you and just for a minute we’re all trapeze artists affixed at the wrists in mid-air—I won’t drop you a line after

Recommended Literature

Literature

thyroidal cartilage

i held a bird between my hands, swallow's throat twitching in laryngeal spasms. when i whispered gently, lips millimeters from its ear, 'you are mine; there is nothing you can do' it struggled, beak clicking like talon-fingernails on porcelain i didn't mean to let it free, i swear. it beat me back with a single shining look; beaded gaze bruising, breaking capillaries and bringing blood to the surface. i would have gotten a black eye if i wasn't careful. i wasn't. careful, i mean. i was never careful. with mirrored eyes i watched it fly, wings beating in time to my heart. my breath was a cloud of smoke, droplets condensing

Literature

shhh

we are lurking too close to jesus, on the empty edge of a lightless stage, curved nails digging into the skin of our pale palms. he asks as an afterthought do you believe in something holy? and i think yes, i think this is what i believe in.

Literature

No Kissing

No kissing. That was the agreement. Yielding pink skin parting to whisper "This only happens once." Two years and I hear nothing from that careful mouth. Two years and not one of your fingers found a way to hit "send." Unexpectedly your feet (soft you called them "pussy feet.") carried you close after two years. "No kissing." I can't argue with the force in your words. Two eyes that brighten to compliment the smile on that careful mouth when after two years all of your fingers wave, "hello." Ten toes support a tentative step forward and two years are forgotten.

Suggested Collections

Poetry

Literature

You

One tie Bonds two souls, Hate grows. Stronger, stronger, Stronger. I hate you. More than anything, Anything, I hate you. I long to see your body lie, Lifeless. I long for your eyes, To stare without seeing, Forever. I long for your blood to run, Like a river. To stain my hands with murder, Murder, murder, Death. Your death. As much of s blessing it would be, Death is not enough for me, And my Hate, My true pure Hate Remember… My only reason for your continued life, Is what is left of my sanity. But I will find a way to hurt you. To kill you. To kill, To kill. Our tie won’t last And then… My Hat

Literature

Lesbian

My thoughts wandered back into my fourth grade mind frame. She had beautiful blonde hair and blue eyes, And a perfectly white smile that reflected the sunlight like a mirror. She was a good teacher, mmmhmmm, good to look at, And I even knew it back then, Before I knew I was a lesbian. Roses are red, Violets are blue, Ranbows are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, And so am I! My thoughts wandered back into memories of Sam, my first girlfriend. She was shorter than I was, with wavy black curls, And with hazel eyes that seemed so enchanting, And she had beautiful pale white skin, mmmhmmm, lovely girl, And I knew it

Literature

Poetry

I found meaning In words so unspoken, And the places No eye catches. In the shade of behemoth movement, Watching a life Behind the borders of mind, Without a breath or word A reason to question the air above my head. How I breathe And am held down, And crawl through forests Still as the sky. Release burden, And listen to what was always there Between branches and channels, And breathe. Learn from each To know yourself. And the one's you would surrender it all for. Continue with that emblem To reaches Out of corners. Make the road your own. Forget each curve And listen in silence. There we fi

poetry

Literature

Despoema de amor

Deveria lhe compor versos perfeitos Que homenageariam todo seu ser Te diria que o meu sonho é te ter Mas fico com preguiça e não faço tais feitos Diria que desbravaria todo o mundo Somente pra defender seu nome Só que eu esqueci dele, to usando um pronome, Então é melhor guardar isso num buraco fundo Doaria pra te uma parte de mim Se necessário até meu coração Mas na hora do transplante eu daria uma de fujão É melhor a essa estrofe eu dar um fim Falarei então que até Lua eu te daria Mas agora de me lembro de um problema: Não consigo nem sequer puxar

Literature

Desire

Your smooth skin, It drives me crazy I want to touch you, And just maybe, You...will let me... The look in your eyes, It really drives me wild I shouldn't be surprised, That you're so tempting... You are all I can see... Desire... Taking over me Desire... Controlling me I can see... The light in your eyes, Every time you see me... The beads of perspiration, Are rolling down your face As you look away, I lean in for a little taste, Because you let me... I can see your curves, Move underneath your shirt And I can't place a price, On what this moment's worth... So revealing... Desire... Taking over me Desire... Always controlling me I can s

Literature

Our Last Kiss

If I had known that it was our last kiss, I would have inhaled you deeper within me. If I had known that it was our last kiss, I would have seared your taste onto my tongue. If I had known it was our last kiss, I would have scorched your scent into my skin. ... If I had known, I would have frozen time ...

Poetry

Literature

Something Sinister

A ring around the rosy Let them laugh lightly Pocket full of posies Watch them sleep tightly Something with poison And pleasing to the eye Poppies to make them sleep And sleep until they die Something sinister is stirring Beneath the fragile skin A daisy for lost innocence Scarlet rose for my sin Not once have blossoms healed Not once have petals saved Something sinister is stirring There's lilies on my grave Something sinister is stirring Buried in the ground Dust to dust, and ashes, Ashes, we all fall down

Literature

Clipped Wings

It begins slowly As such works of veiled wickedness do So soft and gradual that the perpetrator himself does not even guess At the sheer nauseating extent of his control He starts with the foreplay of caressing words - Insidious whispers slithering across a moonlit pillow Forming a chain around the young girl’s mind Like the tender entwining of his fingers around her slender throat So white, swan-white, in the waning night As he suffocates her with his dominance And so it goes, night after night Day after brittle star-haunted day Manipulative words sliding into seashell ears, gently Tickling her psyche like the feathers of a

Literature

Poetry

random words on the page speak of broken dreams and pent-up rage spilling out ink from the pen burn it all start again

Featured in Groups

you can see and hear me read this aloud here: [link]

in other news, Sandra Cisneros is now one of my favourite poets.

EDIT: An mp3 of me reading this is available for download for 10 points (about $0.10 USD) here, or on soundcloud for free here: ([link])
But deviantArt won't let me offer downloads for free, so I chose the minimum amount.