Category: Poetry

Piece of Sh*t

Today he told me I was a worthless piece of shit And maybe he’s right Perhaps I’m not worthy Of his time or energy But I can make great Indian food And some people pay for my ink and art Plus I’m decent in… Continue Reading “Piece of Sh*t”

Let Me Fall

help [me] overcome \\myself// reach }}inside{{ pull me _out_ let me ~run~ my fingers down. your. throat. I want to ________f _________a __________ll into the **magic** of your •eyes• while I +ride+ you into |o|b|l|i|v|i|o|n| tara caribou | ©2017-2021

Devout

your tongue writes grace upon my thighs your teeth show (no) mercy but they teach me patience though I’m dripping nectar as drops of dew cling to my swollen petals hold my wrists firmly and I find stillness and peace for I conquer time… Continue Reading “Devout”

Flicker of Thoughts

in a way, it was savage the way you held my hand a little too tight a little too firm nails biting into the back of my hand in a quiet corner of my mind there stood a tiny thing just a flicker of… Continue Reading “Flicker of Thoughts”

The Quiet

he walks down the lane a single rose clasped within his palm its petals soft and gentle reminding him of his lover’s voice a shift within as one memory lifts upon another his thumb caresses the velvet though it were a cheek instead her… Continue Reading “The Quiet”

The Mad Puppeteer

his fingers dancing, flicking manipulating and twirling the strings attached to my cracked open heart he made it look easy his wrist barely moved and I fell down at his feet his thumb lifted and I begged his forgiveness I’m under his spell this… Continue Reading “The Mad Puppeteer”

Lavender and Frankincense

As his lips devoured her silky skin All he could taste was Lavender and frankincense As his hands gripped her soft flesh All he could touch was Damp earth and cloudy skies As his knees spread her thighs wide All he could see was… Continue Reading “Lavender and Frankincense”

Lonely REBLOG

Lonely is an open wound It never bleeds, never gets infected And on its own never heals It’s an invisible hole in your chest Exposing your heart to the worlds arctic air Cold burns your heart so you wear protection Headphones at the store… Continue Reading “Lonely REBLOG”

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