I ate my breakfast with
out her this morning,
and the coffee just tasted like
coffee.
we shared a quiet breakfast, and the
maple syrup on your lip
fooled me into thinking
that your kiss was something sweet.
I am stopping at
every motel we pass.
I am
taking the bibles
from all of the nightstand drawers;
I think I’ll need them more than the
petty thieves and whores who will
call these rooms
home for the night.
there is a
five foot six inch gap
in the space next to me,
and I am choking on the excess oxygen;
I need you, to breathe.
Hello everyone. I’d like to announce that the winners of the poem giveaway are:
- soul—embarks
- xral
- thatthompsonkid
- foreveriscursed
- empt-iness
- secretasua
- thelaconicinkdrop
- i-cant-help-falling
- lexiesmark
- enteringknockturnalley
I also decided to add an extra five winners, and they are:
- creepintomysoul
- pencil-ink-color
- nicepen
- dianitadollface
- meganski23
Congratulations to the fifteen of you. As I said, I’ll being writing these for you on Monday. Please message me before then (via fanmail) with up to three pieces from this blog that you’d like. Also be sure to include a name and mailing address. If you’d prefer to send this info to my email, it is aooaofficial@yahoo.com. Should you choose to do that, please still message me on here and tell me your email address, so that I can verify that I will be speaking with/sending these to the correct people.
Thank you to everyone who participated, and happy Poetry Month.
I am a childhood toy, with my
arms broken off,
kept for so long in nostalgia;
I am your favorite song from high school,
but I don’t quite sound the same
now.
I am a tattered souvenir
shirt from a friend,
buried deep in your closet because
it would be rude to throw me away;
I am a tarnished nickel,
green with corrosion, lost
in the dust between
your bed and the wall, and I
never was worth much to you.
