vithano
vithano archive of published lines and poems on Linespedia.
"Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pressures prove, That pills and Prozac, instant meals, And having six children in one house feels. There we will sit upon the couch, Like a kanga..."
"Nymph, come to me touch your lips to my ecstasy, link your arms with mine, dip your fingers into me and spell my name endlessly in the sorrowing sibilance of the sea. Forget the sun, the moon, the s..."
"O Mother dear, listen now --- This is your son roaring: I am a beast back from my horror, To his family returned, Returned to this pale pink country Where miscreants are spurned. You, mother to a mon..."
"Up in the attic In the deep of the night A pale hand is writing Against the pain and the fright. That small hand is writing Hungry and haunted, Waiting to waken The people below; It waits to waken T..."
"Mouth full with Mama’s breasts, I happy lie in Mama’s arms, Meekly minding Mama’s milk So she doesn’t spill. Tickled tit makes Mama laugh When tongue on teat taste-touches So Mama tilts her eyes at I..."
"fear is the ocean fathoms deep, which drops to depths undiscovered still, waiting to swallow light and living things. putrid vessels struggle there. bloated, misshapen devils with ancient clans from ..."
"Like dreams, unfulfilled, we float Our phantoms to the soil, Resigned. We shall never rise again, for, having once laid these hopes to rest, the damp earth receives our breath like seeds that one day..."
"When, as a child, damp and moist in the toilet’s gloom, my fingers fumbling for release, I shivered. What can lusting children do, fumbling in the darkness, But fear Discovery ? the parents would ..."
"There is a rumbling beneath our feet. Sounding through Six feet of earth and salt, A scratching of fingers Disturbs the peace. But the ceremony is over And the shovels laid to rest. For a moment ..."
"The flower is a dainty thing; Do not let the flower die. When flowers laugh, or flowers cry, No one ever wonders why. Written February 28th, 2002 © on Feb 27 2002 09:57 PM PST 10 • 0"
"What thing skull-like stares back at me Out of the mirror when I am least watchful, Grinning horribly? I never see it On the glass of windows in a fine house Lit by the candles of a feast, nor the sp..."
"How grand it is to masturbate! O what a joy it is! I’d like to thank Whoever gave A gift as good as this! What joy could come more quickly, Convenient as a switch? What high could nigh so cheaply, Wi..."
"I have a little tyranny Whom I love to delight; It bears a smack of villainy And huddles in the night. A guilty pleasure is a funny thing. It is the pleasantest thing of all, And though it looks lik..."
"Over the oceans where America lies, The people gather on the first day of May To feast the first light of the sudden-sprung spring, To fete the first flower, to dance in the day, And to choose a fresh..."
"Come quietly, come at once, But come at ease, For the water is warm And the season ready To embrace the child Now risen suddenly. The air remembers What it was that left, And the winds lament No..."