This is one of my old poems I found. Out of the hundreds...its the only one that I actually like. I wrote it junior year of college, I think I meant it to be a song. It's about meeting this really interesting guy and getting to know him. It's not a love poem, it's a lust poem. As in...a lust to just get to know someone. If that makes sense. Anyway everyone...it sucks I know.
FULL UP
I just want to drink you and drink you until I am full up
Because there is nothing like having that full feeling
after an afternoon with you
there is a possession element inherent in our conversation
there is a comfort and pain in our contradiction
but that's okay
there is a time for everything and place for being ourselves
but it's not here, its so far away and somewhere else
so let's get going
it's hard to exist in a metaphor when your gums are sore
from holding onto cnady dreams while you sleep
in a cold cold place
I just want to drink you and drink you until I am full up
because there is nothing like getting drunk off of another person
then passing out on his floor
I could sleep for hours with my face pressed against the carpet
wake up with the texture of his possession against my skin
something to remember him by
and you know I'll never see him ever again
and a party is the place where all this shit begins
someone take me home
I just want to drink you and drink you until I am full up
because there's nothing
like that full feeling
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