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March 16, 2011
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the soul is numbered into a cohesive pattern. graphed for the mathematical masterminds and swallowed by the sea. it is drawn on earth-colored paper and taped to backs; for no one has the right to see their soul or steal it, just to roll it in mud or take it off when they feel overdressed. she's always overdressed for you but strays, too afraid to slip her hands down, over, off. she replies with tiny licking phrases and sheathes her eyes behind a clear mask. so useless. so so ashamed. to blame. we blame you.

talk is nothing but meal to fill the empty stomachs of air. we make it fat with nonsense and diseased desires. the others are just fifteen and free to dream, so free. free attaches to falling in a revolution of seconds and we are the most captive prisoners of all.

you have sweet dreams of tongues slipping down your throat, of medicine. i live to trail your insides but die to move beyond skin. barriers break our chemicals down to singular strands of written codes read only by nature. i am falsely yours and you thin my blood to water.

she is of sex and stairwells, angular walls of hip bones cutting sheets. you are only all the streets(sheets) we sleep under and ride for just one night, cold from metal and chewy rubber.
limbs darken with all the world.
i'm anything.
i will walk away.

ordering themselves to ripe instability, they comment on the luster of the girl. of you.
it inches so heavily down your thighs. rots in the corners of your mouth.
thoughts of you make you spit and gag.
serious and fuming,
acidic and onfire.
break us for nothing.

the road telescopes your heartbeat and all our paper souls
so malleable to the wind.
until, with one glistening crystalline gust,
pulls the tapered binding from our backs, and now
we live as we please.
always, always free.
listening to all the music i once loved mixed with new.
it's a journey
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ilyilaice Featured By Owner Apr 23, 2011
Amazing piece.
breathingglassstars Featured By Owner Apr 24, 2011   Writer
thank you thank you thank you <3
Only-Another-Wraith Featured By Owner Apr 9, 2011  Student Writer
god. your just...argh. i love it!
"she is of sex and stairwells, angular walls of hip bones cutting sheets." me, please? why do i want to be so unhealthy? why do i find it attractive? but i love it. i think i'm just...strange.
but darling, your words, they make me ache because they're just beautiful.
actually, they're incredibly beautiful - just like you.
breathingglassstars Featured By Owner Apr 10, 2011   Writer
ahh you're the second person who has said that they wanted to be like that line... so not too strange(: although i didn't originally intend for it to be an attractive thing, hahah<3 i'm so glad you love it. really.
oh gosh, thank you so, so much. i can't ever thank you enough. :huggle:
you're incredibly beautiful too:heart:
silklilies Featured By Owner Mar 19, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
it was a bit of a struggle to slow down my mind enough to get through the first paragraph or so,
i have an obsession with where i break my paragraphs
and lines because some words sound like they shouldn't be together
even if it's the same idea and my creative writing teacher
allways is asking me why i'll break something up
oddly. she asks if there's a purpose and i want to say

"it's me."

and laugh.

so anyways, the ideas in this are kind of fantastic,
no-- really fantastic,
i really enjoy "streets we sleep under" and you
didn't even need to put sheets in there because
streets we sleep under is lovely on it's own,
but maybe
(sheets) needs to be there so you go back and re-think streets and think it all over again.

that's what i did, i don't know.

i'm sorry, i was just running and my mind is moving like hfbsdhfbh.
so i ramble. i have to go back when i'm done writing this
and add punctuation.

i love you and this is beautiful.
i'm so happy you're my best friend.
i wish i could see you likeveryday.

she is of sex and stairwells, angular walls of hip bones cutting sheets

i wish that made people think of me

just with flowers and paint on her lips
she's been told they make
a heart when she smiles


breathingglassstars Featured By Owner Mar 19, 2011   Writer
naroo i love you

and i understand so much because that's exactly what i do with my poems. hlhfhdkhg.

i'm really glad you enjoyed that(: i wanted to remind people of both sheets and streets and how they feel kind of the same in their own resounding way...

shhh don't be sorry at all.

i love you too darling and you're beautiful. i want to see you and your green eyes everyday and i have the best best friend in the world.

maybe that's not a good thing, i thought of too skinny and lost when i wrote that.. but the part you added, that sounds so much like you:heart:

thank you so much for this honey
silklilies Featured By Owner Mar 19, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
i love you


sheets and streets make me think of newspaper in both.

i want to see your blue eyes everyday. i have the bestbirdyfriend ever.

i wish i could be too skinny and lost in a pretty way so that people allmost worried a tiny bit but in my head i'd have it all together
and i'd wear really nice clothes too.


i guess it's unhealthy to want things like that

i love you birdy, of course
breathingglassstars Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2011   Writer

birdy you're skinny enough so shhh

but i really understand because i think part of me wants that too

silklilies Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
you shh
herbodyismycoffin Featured By Owner Mar 18, 2011   Writer
this is it.
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