Soul Synapsis

Yeah I hear you moaning
In your Emojish tongues
It’s all in the vernacular

Don’t you know?

There is no cure for acerbic wit

It’s hardly a sickness
Twitch the bitch switch,  I’m down if it is

Today, the social diction is hardly spectacular
Sadly lacking the eloquent factor
I miss the pretty words

I find, too, that my vascular capacity is next to null
I think I have a slow leak

Maybe I’m a Synapsid out of its prime
A soul Synapsis

I still love you though
In my eyes, everything is irie
We stay gold, just like Pony Boy
Like the last whit of light in the sky

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Poem

I’m trying.
I know it’s not enough
It’s never enough
But I keep trying –
Maybe in hopes of a miracle
But I know those don’t exist
I have a better chance of finding a unicorn
Take a look around you
Reality sucks balls
So maybe I’m too stupid to stop
Maybe even though I’ve lost my faith
I still believe that people aren’t wholly evil
Journey said Don’t Stop Believing
(You just sang that)
But you have to wonder if they ever did…

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Hilarity

You want to touch me?

LOL you don’t have either the balls,
nor the backbone,
or even likely the stamina.
Talk a good game, don’t you hero?
All puffed up like King Kong
Ugh it’s ridiculous
“You won’t forget me”
Oh hell, have you considered,
That it’s me YOU won’t forget
Self important swagger
It really doesn’t impress

©MelanieMcCurdie2016

The Lonely Succubus

Yes.
I want to feel your hands and lips
Fingertips
I want to ride you like a bike I stole
Hard and fast as I can
You think you could keep up?
Many have attempted and failed
I doubt you’d survive
I do wish you’d come closer though
It gets so lonely on my side of hell
Trapped here in need of warmth
And companionship
Someone to share my fire
Dare you, handsome
Dare you to try

I’ll bleed you dry

©MelanieMcCurdie2016

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