Do not cover my mouth. I do not need a muzzle. I am not a pup on the leash that is your absent masculinity. Maybe you are the mutt? Dry humping me against the wall of your apartment, hoping to assert yourself as some kind of alfa male... taking away my voice, pulling back my … Continue reading Muzzle
Tag: animals
Butterflies
He sliced open my gut and let them all escape. Flying from my open wound gone without a trace. All thats left, the wings of dust, the ones that didn't make it. Now when I kiss his waiting lips, all I can do is fake it.
Let’s be REAL!
SO..... It's been forever since I just wrote about general life and I really need to start doing it more. I have been so stuck creatively lately and totally forgot that not all my writing has to be poetry, it can just be real! So what I have I been up to? Not much really. … Continue reading Let’s be REAL!
The Words – like a wolf (poem)
I replace the memories like dark over light afraid I’ll never get them back you are gone like the changing moon like a wolf roaming free with its pack
The Words – intoxication (poem)
Intoxication I’m a beast The thing our toxic love birthed Tell me what I am What do you want me to be? Tell me why I’m ripping at your clothes Your hands upon my neck My legs around your waist Black Satin I no longer see I’m home, I’m safe I’m no longer caged My … Continue reading The Words – intoxication (poem)
The Words – black widow
Yes, I did it paint me red Turn the light on let them come A criminal in every sense A shark A snake Scum You crowned me the king of ice Because I didn’t feel a thing Not Regret nor Love nor shame A cheat A beast King He’s the best I ever had And … Continue reading The Words – black widow
The Words – feathers and teeth
Once I watched a man Let his dog Kill a crow Feathers and teeth And a sound I can’t escape Our love is like that crow Our hate is like that dog And the sounds I can’t escape Are my words As they leave my mouth
The Words – gnawing love (poem)
We are running Padded feet on broken ground Running into the ground Breaking barriers down We are clawing Gnawing Playful the sound Fuelled by love Forever bound
The Story – keeper of secrets
I remember her holding me in the car park of the gypsy caravan site, strength on her face but heartbreak in her eyes as she told me how much she loved me. I couldn’t hold them back any longer and they began cascading down my cheeks, I watched my mum grow smaller and smaller in … Continue reading The Story – keeper of secrets
The Words – bathe
I bathe my bones in a bath of salt White foam bubbles through my teeth I wonder out to the place we met Sand and shells beneath my feet Seagulls cry above my head Sharks do circle around my waist I stand still in our meeting place Hollow eyes search for your face
Ryon Maverick 