i loved a being
with eyes of flies
grip like fleece
heavy knees
a torpedo of a mind
with a crazy underlie
and tightness like ice
red light
words by dominic riccitello
words by dominic riccitello
February 2015
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I wonder what happened to people I used to know or even the ones standing in this spot ages ago?
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When you fall, you fall and it’s deep. You hit the ground and it crushes every part of you. Obliterating everything you’ve ever believed in while leaving you jaded, but somehow still in love. It’s beautiful, depressing and our way to learn, live, overcome and become who we’re supposed to be.
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loveliest of handles
touch of bark
movement like chalk
and a touch of snowthe coldness felt void
things left destroyed
his house, home
wherever he goestruth had variety
a personality with seasons
people to people
alcohol mixed evilwalking on needles
with lights leading
i can’t, but i could
i saw good instead of him
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He skipped to the deepest part of his consciousness and just fell. Fell into what we call depression.
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I can guarantee you’ve never fallen in love if you can’t realize why they’re called love handles.
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home, yet the heart still lingers
we feel a pulse, blood gush
mind meets pressure and pleasure
anxiety strikes
but we never think twiceour soul knows no body
like frequency knows pitch
we flip the switch, play ball
throw desire, temptationenter the brawl with shoved faces
screaming names
taste of teeth
the future, the day, the past
how we’ll meet again and whisper their name
like we did just yesterdayreincarnation
words by dominic riccitello
