The Poetry Marathon

If I knew the last time I saw you was going to be the last time forever

I would have hugged you a little tigheter

I would have looked at you longer

Smiled at you

Enjoyed the way the creases in your eyes made them shine

Noticed the small things about you

it’s all the small things about someone that we miss when they are gone

I am either experiencing multi system organ failure

or I am just feeling the raw physical effects of not sleeping

either way, don’t expect anything magical to come from me

if you want magic, go watch Harry Potter

He will wave his wand for you

Dont Expecto Patronum anything from me because this girl right here is fucking spent

I want to wrap your legs around my head and wear you like a crown”
She said to me.
My cheeks turned red, like the cherry in the bottom of my glass.

massive amounts of alcohol flowed through her

I slid my jello like limbs closer to her.

I felt comfortably suffocated by the body heat radiating from the room.

Music was ripped through the speakers

I sucked the rest of my drink out of my straw,

wondering if this woman knew how old I was,

wondering if she was really paying attention to what I was saying,

wondering if she cared

or was she merely focused on my cleavage that hung out of my tight black button down.

Beauty you and you haven’t changed since  the last moment I saw you wearing the towers you grew and stretch so high i

your gray streets marked with the droppings from cars in passing

leaving their scent behind

making their territory

my breath hangs above me on those chilled Saturday nights when conversations dangle in the air, falling into the sidewalk cracks waiting to be picked up and used again

in those perfect moments are the most desirable

weekend warrior themselves strip their suits and untangle their ties

parading on your streets with their excuses in hand while firing slurred adjectives and nouns

bridges gap from one moment to the next where life begins and ends in a single heart beat that belongs to the inhabitants you cradle in your skeletal structures

looming above me

keeping me safe

Just a drop of stardust

Sends out a ripple in my stomach

The love I feel for you

Could be seen throughout the entire galaxy

Splashed with colors and magical hues

Like watching a nebula bloom

You are a black hole

I want to get lost in you

I pour my memories through this pen

Climbing down the lines and margins

The maturing letters bond and stretch

 They burn my eyes with their truth

Fresh paper loses its virginity

When thoughts become written word

They stain and press themselves

Like gravel into a knee

The fibers scream and beg

Pulling apart, coming undone

 The ink comes to the surface

 Bright and vibrant and new

Fuck you, I want to scream at her

Fuck you for hurting me

Fuck you for not protecting me

Fuck you for walking away when I needed you the most

Fuck you for never encouraging me

Fuck you for never having faith in me

“Pray about it, and eat a banana”

I wish I could look to you, instead of trying to look up

To a god I don’t believe in

I learned how to be a mom, by watching you

If I do everything the opposite of you

I will be the perfect mother to my child

This long night shimmers

Cascading heartache beaming

The falling into the dawn

She said they found you blue

on the floor of your room

with a needle still dangling from your arm

they tried to breathe life back into you

you did not respond

and now your once beautiful body

was turned into ash

you are resting peacefully, on your mothers shelf

in the living room

where we used to laugh

I wonder if you can still our laughter

echoing off the walls

tucked inside of your tomb

I want to be a brazen criminal

I want to steal you away with my words

Nibble vowels on your neck

Drip adjectives on your lips

Take you to a place you have never been before

My dearest reader

I want to rock your world

I want your legs to shake, unable to move

Because I just gave you the best mind fuck of your life

I want you to consume my prose

like a hungry famished bear woken up from hibernation

I want to leave you breathless, stunned and amazed

Aching and hungry for more

I want you to beg, beg me to write you more words

So you can feast and grow fat on my words

I want my words to dribbled down your chin

Like peach juice after the first bite

I want you, to want more

Of me