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I choose my lovers like I choose my poison, their pasts dark and clear like broken glass from beer bottles strewn on the kitchen floor. Every one of them is a competitor, a fellow predator that feasts on lace and light, with teeth bared and eyes empty and reflecting whatever is in front of them. They smile at me, pupils dilated so the black drowns anything that I would ever take pity on. ~Icarus
. the dead anon poets society .
She’s sweet honey dripping into my left brain and seeping down to my toes, making my knees weak and my spine groan in protest every time I leave the bed. She looks me in the eyes and I remember myths, of how humans made of nothing else but clay. I reach out to touch her and her skin caves too easily under my fingertips and then I wonder if the dimples on her cheeks are remnants from past lovers but I don’t ask her because the tears pouring from her eyes would be enough to make her melt. ~Icarus
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Omg "flying too close to the sun. the sun drops down dead. you were too hot." In love with the concept that I would literally destroy the whole universe purely for the aesthetic (it's kinda true tbh) ~Icarus
lmao i knew it <3
{ } Hey so I know that this is obvs not a DAPS poem, but once I learned of the results I was immediately reminded of the poem Mushrooms by Sylvia Plath. Could you possibly paste it in as a response to this question? I'm afraid of losing the format. And please know that while this is a devastating blow to the US and the world, all that we can do is keep growing and expanding and help make people learn that we're not going anywhere <3. ~Icarus
sorry love! i’ve just saw this omg! of course i’m gonna post it and thanks for sharing <3
Today I saw a plane in the sky and thought about what it was like to have the world sprawled out underneath my feet- do you remember? How the cities were constellations? Sometimes I try going back but my soles are too hot from all the burning bridges I walked to get here and they just burn holes in the sky and please tell me you remember because all I can do now is lie down on the sidewalk and look up at the streetlight and pretend it's a star. THOUGHTS FROM A FALLEN ANGEL~Icarus
. the dead anon poets society .
Daedalus falls to his knees on the rocky cliffs, wings finally beginning to sag and golden feathers slowly disappearing into the water as he weeps for all he lost. Tell me, he shouts to the gods that lived in the clear skies, why do you destroy all that I create? ~Icarus
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Hey, Ma, I don’t mean to worry you but it’s 2:37 AM & my hands are shaking & I can't stop coughing up dust & Ma I swore I only had one shot but the bottle's empty & I stole the spine of my favorite book but I still melt into the car seat whenever I see a navy sedan (You look just like your father, people crow as I crawl out of the car and to the bloodied pages on my bedroom floor). Ma, I’m so tired of trying to keep my chin up- let me sink into the words, this'll all be a story anyways ~Icarus
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This is just a forewarning that my words might stutter a bit in the future, I have all these random thoughts flickering in my mind that I just can't seem to connect. If my submissions seem a bit repetitive it's just me figuring out how to properly say what I need to ~Icarus
it’s normal and good and cool, love! don’t worry, do what you need to do.
