Hiding in peace No, not hiding Just put away in no special order Head on her shoulders Hips below her waist But her mind it’s in the books And late night conversations It’s searching out in the open While everything else Is not hiding No, not hiding Just put away in no special order -Saschia
Tag Archives: prose
The Dance
The walls dance around me The floors present and safe Until there’s a gap Between the floor and my feet The tea is ready the carpets are slapped clean Let me see Let me see Ah, the walls waltz a waltz I know Shall we dance The walls shift and play And I scream withContinue reading “The Dance”
Resting
The world goes on without me And I’m just fine with that My toesies are tucked away My heart wide open as the ocean And my mind mine to explore Let the world go on without us Sit with me -Sasch
Emotionally Absent
It’s like Shouting into the wind I shared and I shared And I yelled and I screamed Not even an echo returned Just breath Not even silence And I noticed the other day How you gave me a hint Just a tiny peak inside your mind All for a fuck You knew my weakness I’mContinue reading “Emotionally Absent”
He Is
He is something I want to myself He is real and innocent He reminds me of Christmas morning The moment you unwrap the only toy you asked for Or that burst of energy you’ve been waiting for since noon He’s a tight squeeze on a rough day And just the words you need to hearContinue reading “He Is”
Bee Talk
Mid winter Is too cold to show you The flowers I’ve collected from But stay a while Let’s get drunk on honey And maybe you’ll find the remnants of pollen left between my thighs -Sasch
Nothing but Human
Walls cluttered with the sex I hid myself in Heart so full I forgot about myself Mind so conflicted nothing mattered I kicked the pedestal and let myself get lost in immorality The mortal in me forgotten Until I fell face first by the hands of men I never trusted That’s when I lost respectContinue reading “Nothing but Human”
Wildfire
Oh, how his flames leaped forward to swallow the shadows he could have melted me but I am what he’s made of a fallen star a musical conundrum the dust grips me his natural state a tornado of right now a black hole of present I didn’t want to escape it All I wanted toContinue reading “Wildfire”
Abandonment
Their duffle bags Packed Always packed My chest rises on their arrival And falls on their departure It aches to think that I’ve done it, again To me To my children I’ve no plan for this My few freedoms in someone else’s hands My patience wearing thin Behind my smile kind words And a grinContinue reading “Abandonment”
Colored Lights
Gathered inside by the tinsled tree A masked woman vaccuums Nutcrackers tucked away for a fine year But the colored lights still twinkle As dust gathers in the air And hearts rustle Snow falls gently outside -Saschia
