Love Poem Medley by Rudy Francisco

I don't usually post work by anyone other than me. However, this dude wrote my soul in this fucking poem!!! I want you to bite my lip until I can no longer speak And then suck my ex-girlfriend’s name out of my mouth just to make sure she never comes up in our conversations I’m... Continue Reading →

She is…

inspired by the song "She is" by NeYo featuring Tim McGraw...   I place complete blame on her. That smile is so very intoxicating. Hit me like an unexpected uppercut. Those eyes defibrillated my damaged heart. My heart, head, and hormones agree. See this is not my fault.   She is the poem waking me.... Continue Reading →

PTSD

Trust no one They are all out for something And I have nothing Everything is gone They have been here before And they have taken it all All the trust All the hope Left me paranoid Depressed Anxious Sitting in the corner No more tears Only screams I want to be normal A part of... Continue Reading →

Tell them…

Tell them... That the sun rises in their smile and sets in their eyes... That they run through your mind like a child at recess... That their touch lights a fire and you can't find any water... That the jade case holding your heart is open... Tell them... That they are the poem that wakes... Continue Reading →

Remembering when it was so easy (6×6)

Do you like me? yes/no? Why can't it be that simple? Maybe complicates the clarity in life. Tag you're it should still work. I called shotgun infinity long ago! Where the hell is my driver?

Labels

Why does everything need a label? I never felt the need to wear designer anything. I mean apple bottoms did make my ass feel bigger But perhaps that was just due to all the extra eyes on it. He labels me fascinatingly irritable. I label him a talented asshole. She labels me curiously confused. I... Continue Reading →

Flashbacks

Flashbacks flicker on the pyramid pathways to Future endeavors drenched in the crocodile Tears, salty-sweet sweat, and blue blood turned Crimson dripping from a precarious present Pulverized by reality as ruthless in its assault As a SWAT team conducted symphony...   -Turtleberry 2011

Are You Okay?

CHAPTER ONE I woke up to the sweet and musky scent of AXE.  It was not the vanilla I was use too.  When I opened my eyes the ceiling was missing my glow in the dark stars.  Lifting the covers revealed a lack of any clothing.  My head fell back on the pillow. "Jesus girl." ... Continue Reading →

My body

Kangaroo pouch Bumpy face Wild forest hair Very little baggage behind me Permanent clown shoes Awkward, saggy milk sacs Desert legs Small, coke bottle figure Hair filled with ocean waves Two, hand sized water balloons Chicken soup smile QVC hands Golden brown limbs Not every guy wants a junky trunk anyway! Flawed perfection Shy conceit... Continue Reading →

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