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I stop knowing the sound of your voice

A Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffiths

(My newer, more realistic work. There’s so much to say in regard to this, as well as all of my poems that follow this theme, but in that largene..

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A Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffiths

I’m fifteen with my feet up on the desk grabbing paper with chubby fists and wet hair. I woke up to his message, I’d stayed up the wh..

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A Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffiths

We’re driving across the bridge back from my house and your eyes wander across the grey water to the opening of trees and the slightly-exposed..

Welcome

A Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffiths

Let me welcome myself into youLet my moments no longer present fear or shame Only the decadent, flowing love, I've alw..

Take a Moment of Time

A Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffiths

Can't the days forget what was left Bring a further encounter with life Allow some kind of treat with death? My arms have tightened ..

Banished.

A Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffiths

Missing the medication of a midnight massacre, The cravings of dreams farewelled my sleep,Agelessly frantic on the promise of f..

the beating of his breath

A Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffiths

Demand the air from my lungs in your kiss and strangle my throat with the warmth of your lips. You are too kind and gentle, and the filth pulsing in..

Your Warmth

A Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffiths

The absence of feeling dictated by the knowledge of the unknown.. I inhale the tobacco of your welcome-home lungs, Finding the caca..

Lacking of horizontal focus..

A Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffiths

Lacking of horizontal focus, Of compassion, Of comfort,Of the willingness to press hard enough to condemn myself,Deliberately fornicating crav..

Absence of Art

A Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffiths

Absently captured by the speculation of time,My showered silence perceives, Past the pinnacle of welcomed desolation, Beneath the ..