The space between unwritten and written grows and shrinks The greatest frustration is being shut out We avoid that like the plague and we ride the waves that keep us closest to written as long as they exist -Saschia
Tag Archives: Poetry
When I Wake Up
I slept with a man But now I sleep with My laptop and my books It’s not that they’re people It’s just that this bed is too large for me And most nights I fall asleep In the middle of Reading or typing It’s nice to have them there when I wake up -Saschia
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The days are spinning over head I get lost And high on the things he said But here I am at 2am Without him snuggled up in my bed -Saschia
She’s a Pretty Mistress
She wasn’t ugly Not by far Actually, she had a pretty face A face you’d see in the mall Maybe the girl across from you buying panties and a bra You know the one you smile at and politely say excuse me to She looks like she could be your favorite cashier Or someone whoContinue reading “She’s a Pretty Mistress”
Caffeine
Nothing picks me up The way caffeine does I should say more But what else can I say When the energy is low When I don’t have much to say Caffeine saves the day Yaay -Sasch
Winding Road
Ah, the opositonal pulls The maneuvers The crawls beneath the floorboards fingertips that brush the sky No matter how many times They still keep coming I twirl I sway I sleep I play I try my best to extend my web In so many ways And here on this winding road I’ll stay I’ll stayContinue reading “Winding Road”
This Bit@#
I found the one I wanted We had a couple fucks I might have fucked up in my choices But here I am Still writing poetry And peeing on toilet seats (Don’t worry I cleaned it up) -Saschia
I Look
He set me on fire then he kissed me He leaned right in and kissed me Right there in the flames I still question whether it was him I think back to it I look for strings I check the mirror Then he let me go He let me go like he should have whenContinue reading “I Look”
Cold Nose
My nose is cold Like a cat’s But not wet I just want to wrap up in blankets And sleep for hours Without interruption Closed eyes Are my best option When it comes to using what time I’ve got -Saschia
Pieces
I can place the pieces on the game board And attempt to guess my opponents wishes But, there’s always that chance They could give up Or surprise me I’m not much into games But like most others I do prefer certainty -Saschia
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