compensation.
by Dementis

i.
she was a girl without a "once upon a time."
pretty only to boys in Batman t-shirts
and braces in their senior year.
brilliant to her history teachers,
a talented writer who
(with a stroke of her magic pen)
could move her audience to tears.

she was underweight but not at all
un-attract-ive
(a fast metabolism with a ( Read more... )

ave maria
by Dementis

there are little dead bluebirds
buried in my palms--
their hearts aren't beating,
but their tiny wings still pound,
(like drumsticks)
against the bars of my ribs.

the beat becomes so loud,
sometimes,
that i'm deaf to angels singing.

(hallelujah, Lord,
O hallelujah)

and this one's for you
by Dementis

( i hope you don't mind, i hope you don't mind, i hope you don't mind )

the wings of icarus
by Dementis

( i never thought you'd reach the sun )

dust bowls make it hard to breathe
by Dementis

( she had a heart too big for god to watch over anymore )

my neon soul reads "vacancy"
by Dementis

( They say that time heals everything, but that's only if you can accept and move on. If you lie to yourself, time only mashes the bruise. )

Written out of my anxiety and depression about social paranoia.

good morning heartache
by Dementis

( If 'obligation' is the same as 'friendship,' then I guess that's okay too. )

Because karmattack said poetry might help my "down" mood ( Read more... )

your memory is wingless now
By Dementis

i capture moments like fireflies,
keep them bright and humming
in covered glass jars.

(dress skirt billows up in cool october wind;
kiss shared sweetly in dark quiet theater;
three words caressing my face like summer sun.)

you tell me to poke holes in the lid
(to let them breathe)but they are small and ( Read more... )

distance is measured in moments
by Dementis

( Never have I reached to touch you and felt like an ocean this wide was stretched between us. )