Young Writers Society

In which Omni shares some of his poetry?? most of which was made in school, but shhhhhh

WAP (mature warning)

Macaroni in a pot, what sound does it make if no one is around to stir it?
You play master chief when I just wanted a master chef.
The sound goes silent when I dance around the living room,
my youthful graces is the only flower in a desert,
dry as uncooked noodles, left
in the pot as you looked onto others.
Sacred flows the broken promise.

Chlorine and Sunscreen

Sleeping in, knowing
the only thing you need to look forward to today
is the bliss of sleep
and the feel of the late morning sun
bathing that one leg
that can never be under your covers.

When you ride with the windows down,
letting the wind flow through your hair
and tickle your ears,
with not a care in in the world but the sights that whiz by.
You count how many trees you can spot,
how many cows you can moo at,
and if any return the favor.

And then you burst out of the car
and you're ready to smell the chlorine,
and let it sting your eyes as you try
to touch the bottom,
but only after you're forced to slather yourself
in the ooze of sunscreen.

And this moment flashes before your eyes,
and before you know it, you're back in the car,
the water is no longer plugging up your ears,
but dripping onto the seat and floorboard,
and the cows have gone inside,
no longer grazing on their verdant pastures.
And now it's time for you to go home as well

Reluctantly, you slip back into your covers,
making sure your one leg sticks out.
Before your eyes close to dream again
you force yourself to set an alarm
and let the memories of your day lull you to sleep,
as you wait for the promise
of another one.

Travel Destination

you caress the cracks of my face
molding the fissures into something more
the caverns, you say, are landmarks
just a temporary stop on the journey
to somewhere safe

the bruises are dough
kneaded into submission
put under pressure
to become something more

i am who i am because of this, i say.
no
you are who you are
despite this

you cradle my past
and allow me the opportunity
to step into the future