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i always leave things out by ~inmyroom:iconinmyroom:





Five nights ago I said
'do not tell me when you pack up your life-suit into an overnight bag
and aim your knees at runways',

those words came farther
than from the bottom of a wine glass,

sometimes I ache
in places I cannot name,

so I'd rather not try and say
what my swelling organs should.

I promised myself I would not hold suction cups to your front door
or paint stop signs on your wallpaper, or send out SOS messages
in Morse code when I should really be saying goodbye

with smiles and a good luck wink. But I was told not to make promises
I can't keep.

You say these things and I want to cover my womb up,
ashamed of the dry patches between my hipbones.  

and I remember things like

us laid in a room punching the air away,
re-naming our hands and counting thread veins,
we were 10 years old again
telling secrets from different corners
of the mattress.

I remember things like the day you bleached your hair
and said you were leaving,
I put my forehead down and cried into places you could not see.

I told you I was picking grout from the floor tiles so I would not have to look up
and tell you

'I am afraid'.

This is not a brother in Australia, or a friend that changes plans,
it's not a boyfriend that says 'I don't' the same time I confess
'I do',

it's not a mother who is disappointed
or a father that yells, then breaks DVD players
and bathroom tiles with angry teeth.

It's more than that
and my cold bones know it.
©2006-2009 ~inmyroom
:iconinmyroom:

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:icondarkening-destiny:
once again amazing

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I want to speak poetry,
Like your soft lips grazing mine...
You're so beautiful...

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:iconnr137:
true friends

i find it very sad... just like life, sometimes... so true to life...

i guess there's little consolation in how great this piece turned out. but it's really wonderful.

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:iconcaramazed:
it's wonderful.

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awesome, that's it.
:iconapollo29a:
Touching.
Stricken with grief.
Put wieghts on my hearts
Spiders in the stomach
and memories are walking
walking back home.

Poem = good.

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:iconjustanemptysoul:
this is completely amazing. you write so beautifully. :rose:

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~*Dana*~

Anthony and Dana--December 1, 2007
"I'll stop the world and melt with you"
:iconplusnia:
This is amazing. It puts to words feelings and emotions that evade words, and puts to mind things that were buried a long time ago.

:heart:

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The nastiest thing i've ever seen.

91.2.14.06
:icondrowninginadrop:
Stanzas two and seven were my favorites. Actually, every stanza could be a favorite now that I look back at it for a third time. It's really amazing. I'm not sure I like the "cold bones" in the last line though. It almost seems to standard for all of the beauty you created before it. Beautiful poem.

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“The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.”- Albert Camus
:iconobsessive-pyromania:
Whoa.... Haven't been on here in a while and when I came on and browsed my Devwatch messages, I came across this. Wonderful. Really is. I love the line ;

"sometimes I ache
in places I cannot name"

Beautifully written yet again :)
:iconjustpolly:
chilling ending, like the note of mystery, yet i also like how it's a possibility that it could be either one of the characters mentioned too

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-polly:you say i'm weird as if it's a bad thing...

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