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pray she doesn't know by *ohsostarryeyed:iconohsostarryeyed:



hello,

i think i scream your name
in my sleep,
because my mother keeps
asking who you are.

she looks at me with knitted brows
and a hand halfway orbiting
my shoulder.
i think she is afraid to touch me,

and her eyes look a little funny
when she says your name-
it sounds so wrong, thick and congealed
as it spills from her tongue and
over her teeth.

i want to ask her what i've been saying-
have i been screaming?
murmuring?
sobbing?

i don't know if i should know,

but her half-painted pink fingernails
hover and tremble midway between us,

and i keep thinking that it is the
same for you and for me;

we are simply drowning and all of nothing
is enough in this graveyard sea.
:iconohsostarryeyed:

Author's Comments

something that makes me happy to call fiction.

i don't know. just. felt like it.

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:icono--tebem--o:
ok i love this, and the title is fucking perfect.

--
------
"Rage, rage against the dying of the light"
-Dylan Thomas

Gallery: [link]
:iconchloroformboy:
ITS OKAY IF YOU SCREAM MY NAME IN YOUR SLEEP

--
i was pulling out my heart so i could pin it to my sleeve
red hands
:iconxxlonesomedovexx:
hello,
i think you should know
that this is gripping
in all the right ways
and it flows amazingly,
not to mention i could read
it a million times over
and keep enjoying it every single time :nod:

--
it was a bad day. the sun exploded;
the earth roiled and tore entire cities asunder;
the bus in front of my car crashed violently and everyone died;
i ran out of green tea.


~ ohsostarryeyed :sun:
:iconohsostarryeyed:
AT FIRST, I WAS LIKE- GRUMBLEGRUMBLEYOUBUTTHEAD!
THEN I PICTURED IT, AND IT WAS REALLY FUNNY.
BUT YOU'RE NOT REALLY FUNNY.
SO IT WAS A MISTAKE.
THEREFORE, IZ KAY.

--
i like to
put haikus where they
don't belong.
:iconohsostarryeyed:
ahhh, thank you soso much!

--
i like to
put haikus where they
don't belong.
:iconchloroformboy:
I'M NOT REALLY FUN,
YOU'RE RIGHT.

BECAUSE I'M ULTRAHILARIOUS.

THUS, I WIN [AGAIN]

--
i was pulling out my heart so i could pin it to my sleeve
red hands
:icono--tebem--o:
aw no problem <3

--
------
"Rage, rage against the dying of the light"
-Dylan Thomas

Gallery: [link]
:iconxcaroline:
i think i scream your name
in my sleep,
because my mother keeps
asking who you are.


OMG that's amazing. :heart:

--
sparkle this city baby,
this city baby.
:iconalapip:
this is excellent, Melissa.
it is at once fascinating
and worrying. i feel the
mother's concern and
confusion. the worry of
a parent is real to me,
also the secrecy of the
young person.

i would not change a thing.

pip

--
when a man refers to the woman,
[who chose him], as his better half,
for once, he tells the truth. - llp - nov'09
:iconohsostarryeyed:
HA. THE AMOUNT YOU ARE WRONG, YOU KNOW- THAT MIGHT BE AMUSING.
OTHER THAN THAT, SORRY. YOU CERTAINLY DON'T.

--
i like to
put haikus where they
don't belong.

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