A very swexy poem.

This is a very swexy poem, since otf doesn’t have enough quality posts and is clogged up by recycled “would you date the person above you” garbage. Even if this isn’t the best poem, at least this is something original. Enjoy.

when you took the weight of the world

and placed it atop my head

did you know

that it would take more than atlas

to hold up the sky?

our bloodline—

your anchor my agony our bloodline—

is still seared into my flesh

same as your mother

your mother’s mother

and her mother before her

separated only

by the vicious passage of time.

now,

we are the sickly yellow

of the dying sun

and the humid air

buzzes with flies.

we sink to the ground

weak-limbed and sticky.

our fists clench around nothing

but perhaps

in our minds

we are grasping

at the hilt of a dagger.

when you took the weight of the world

and placed it atop my head

did you know

that i would fling it to the ground? did you know

that the glittering silver of our dynasty

would scrape against the marble floor?

did you know did you know did you know…

you collapse by the crown. none of us knew.

Thanks, tibby!

Goated and swexy

Thanks, buddy.

Not bad.

beautiful poem

I think it’s fairly straightforward. I was thanking you for your kind, insightful words which have been used on many crucial spam threads.

One of the best poems I've read, why can't I study this for English instead of some trash written 300 odd years ago 😭

Because Shakespare rules, #11.

#1, nice poem.

Thanks, lol.

bro roasted him haard! oh my gosh

Great poem! Haven't heard of the word swexy in months ngl

nice poem

It’s been too long…

#15 This might just be the missing BasixWhiteGirl back at it again.

Call me Summer.

#1 Oo... Is that a... Some kind of Free verse?