Saccharine Fire - A Poetry Thread

[Kiki]

The Third Suspension

And I'm resentful
because you know how the silence
makes me grind my teeth together
if not seething in rage than to just make
some noise
fill the hollow space in my ears.

Flowers don't make commitments.
They die like truth on a stem.

Are we wasting away?
Like a spark and then we're out.
Like a roll of fog, it's coming at us.

Are we too stupid?

I can feel the cracks preparing
like targets, I know what exact parts
are the weakest
what card will be pulled first.
And this house will flutter down around us
like paper.
Silent, but totally destroyed.

No one will hear it
but us.

[Kiki]

I've been writing a love letter for years
I just hadn't known who I was addressing it to.
I looked for someone brilliant, challenging and vexing
All rolled into the extravagant shape of you.

[Kiki]

Before Dawn

Late at night
My body feels vacant, empty
And so the ghosts descend upon me

They pull me from flesh
From rationality

They tear at my hair
Gesticulating wildly, eyes bulging
Screaming into my ear

Alone, all alone
You're better off with us
Come join us in the ghost world
The answer lies above your head

And in these vacant moments
Rope seems like the best option.
After all, don't I love a good swing?

But the ghosts like whispers
Fade back into the wall
From whence they came
Leaving me sore, emotionally bruised

But alone still I am.

The night is relentless
And so are the ghouls, cycling
Between a calm moment and a cry and a torture
Spiraling like a spool through my ears

I wish for sleep to take me

My brain can't even trust me with dreams
Easy fodder for the ghosts to take
Manipulate
Make joy into loneliness
Happiness to pain
Fun to emptiness
Once again.

There are no dreams
Not when your heart remains lonely.

[Kiki]

Smashed

Blue horizon -
Confusing dawn,
Concrete slabs,
Checker pawn.

Used, abused -
Twisted, fucked,
Morning glory, dizzy story
Shit on luck.

Flowered dress -
Running free,
High on crack,
Could be me.

Drinking darkness -
Bottled dare,
Freckled, speckled,
Mussed up hair.

Falling twilight -
Broken dawn
Stumbling, bumbling, drunk again
On the neighbor's lawn.

[Kiki]

Edelweiss

delicate white-tipped bloom
scattered
like a wind
golden-centered,
painted room.

pitter-pattered;
grasses green sing.
shifting, wafting,
a rush of spring time swoon.

lifting, lofting,
lolling roil,
air perfumed,
rotting soil.

[Kiki]

Inchoate

playing piano
with the sun
filtered through the window blinds

we're just summer sippin'
each others warmth
your soft skin among the finds

and we smile, eyes wrinkle
a secretive glance, a rush
reading through the lines

[Kiki]

A waste can full of dreams -
Torn up months of plans;
Simple white lined paper,
Plastered with the depths of my hopes.

Strew about,
Balled up,
Discarded.

A throw shot to the can,
Missed.
Akin to the ideas jotted down.

I know they clean this place out,
When all the staff leaves for the day.
I know they come and take the trash away.

I hope the guy at night as a good read,
A nice chuckle:
This girl's a planner.

[Kiki]

Toxicum

karaoke queen
a little fun
singing dream
a little dumb

pool table mama
a little bit funny
domestic (violence) goddess
a tiny bit sunny

alcoholic lady
heavily drunk
rehab vixen
it's "just a funk"

roadway diva
homeless on the run
karaoke queen
just a little fun

[Kiki]

light-footed
weaving between the lamp
and the coffee table

crunching old stale chips
into the cat hair ridden rug

flies buzzing irritatingly
right in my eye line
a grimace

looking about
dusty air adrift like snow
particles revealed in the sun

standing still
in my apartment
my mind three thousand miles away

[Kiki]

Espousal

Covered garden
Early bloom
Sunflowered shadow
Morning gloom

Foggy dawn
Wedding morn
Decked in off-white
Near the shore

Quiet reception
Me and you
Graveled driveway
Freshened dew

Dreams in head space
Joy in eyes
Joined together
In hands, in lives.