Cellardoor

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"I’ve been listening to blink-182 way to much lol"

by Cellardoor

I’m not smart, you can rip me apart. How does this end? How did it start? Pull me to pieces, Dance on my heart. Waltz me to bed, Slit my wrists, sweetheart. Lighting my smoke all alone in the dark, Your portrait is staring like a...

1 Like | 0 comment | 799 views | General | July 28, 2019

"7670 Brandt Pike."

by Cellardoor

Ohio in the pitch black, I turn to salt every time I look back. The water tower stained, a shaded, baby blue. The older I get, the hazier the view. Haunted by the silence, followed by the faces. Touched by hands in dirty places. A cun...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 772 views | General | July 28, 2019

"Hi"

by Cellardoor

You’ve got me wrong, in fact I’m never right. Boldly walking through your flowers, Spilling sips into splashy mud. The earth is slowly dying and we’re downing hoppy bud. All my memories, deleted daily. True love gets lost after...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 962 views | General | June 14, 2019

"Dine with me"

by Cellardoor

She lead a paint horse to wine... Now, she can’t get him not to drink.. She’s never ever had a father, Now, she sits alone and thinks. She lights the candles, prays to God.. That these Hors D’oeuvres aren’t just the start. Foc...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 861 views | General | March 30, 2019

"Suspense"

by Cellardoor

I keep the fire glowing by holding off on showing just how much I can shower you with love. A subtle text that floats within, the conversations tall and thin. I’m always waiting in the middle, you're so slow to catch up, it’s fine...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 868 views | General | March 11, 2019

"Exhaustion"

by Cellardoor

Worn thin from your disambiguation of the frail words that I speak in variation. I’m sick of the competition and I’m not much for the win. Begin again every day. Wake up the brain, ignite the pain, sat through the glass table again....

0 Likes | 0 comment | 843 views | General | March 6, 2019

"Gin"

by Cellardoor

Bombay sapphire, Sitting still in fire. Transcend, live wire. Deep secrets, sick desires. A slice of lemon eclipsed in my glass, No more, no less, neither fail nor pass. Just staying put in the humdrum. Sipping quick to stay numb. I...

2 Likes | 0 comment | 1084 views | General | March 3, 2019

"Tequila"

by Cellardoor

1. Tequila. 2. Tequila. 3. Cigarettes left, no more. The sun is bright like this agave liquor, galore. Not much for the past, even less for the future. cauterized and stitched, licking every suture. It goes good with sprite but makes...

2 Likes | 1 comment | 932 views | General | February 26, 2019

"Beer"

by Cellardoor

It starts with the sun shining at half past noon. Twist off caps and empty cans. Mists of lagers in my plans. This lawn chair planted, My eyes go slanted. Every sip, I’m more transplanted into a world unlike this planet. Warm and g...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 1099 views | General | February 22, 2019

"Vodka"

by Cellardoor

Two shiny shots from my double muzzle glass. I take a few more, some how hours pass. Always with the rabbit, he’s running out of time. I painted the canvas, you’re whittled in my mind. I hung the painted canvas, wishing you were mi...

1 Like | 0 comment | 1000 views | General | February 19, 2019

"I haven’t written in a while"

by Cellardoor

The morning after my grandmother died I woke up to my best friend sharing “Sheryl Crowe - if it makes you happy” on Spotify. I was wine drunk on the deepest sigh. Sounds sadistic but it was like a souls black eye. I never forgive mys...

1 Like | 1 comment | 945 views | General | February 4, 2019

"Sailing"

by Cellardoor

Sailing through the black mass. Holes in the ship, we watch the hours pass. Sunken eyes and sailors faces. Whiskey bent on making changes. Each year my bad tattoos fade and I’m out of money, out of smoke. Anxieties grip is the stro...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1129 views | General | January 3, 2019

"Jewel"

by Cellardoor

Sitting in the kitchen, forking through my egg yolks.. Staining my teeth with black coffee. I woke up from a wine bender, washy. My eyes low, green and glossy. Soon it’ll be sunrise. I rush to the car, put it in drive, My hearts b...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1114 views | General | January 1, 2019

"Lakenheath, England"

by Cellardoor

I have no inspiration here. That will make for a long 3 years. There’s a worm dying in the soap suds on the back porch, I’m standing here watching it end. something flew from fence to fence.. Was that a robin or a cardinal? I miss...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 997 views | General | December 30, 2018

"Really far out there."

by Cellardoor

I quit smoking cigarettes. I stopped the midnight calls. It feels like I’ve been driven far out, dumped off and defenseless. Almost like I asked for this. Everythings falling down and I’m deep in shits creek. I’m holding on and...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 949 views | General | December 28, 2018

"A late night drive"

by Cellardoor

I was walking around barefoot by the fire. Heavy steps for every burnt out liar. She hides under thin blankets, The embers light the sky. She’s sipping malt whiskey, planning her goodbyes. Blue eyes. Goodbyes. Inhaling grass, hou...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 904 views | General | December 9, 2018

"Uniform"

by Cellardoor

I’m stout and cute in my uniform. The world at large sets me on a platform. I eat eggs every day to keep the demons away. An unknown remedy my thoughts display. Intentional scents of chloroform. Anything to help sleep through the sto...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1076 views | General | December 6, 2018

"A Dave Matthews song"

by Cellardoor

I snuck past the barrier, i snuck through the line. Anything to hear “crash into me” one more time. We suffocated and then I drowned with someone else. Drifting in the gulf coast.. The type of situations that always end but nothin...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 950 views | General | December 1, 2018

"Temporal"

by Cellardoor

Foot steps down the hall. I wonder who that used to be? Flowers in the garden. Forget me nots and keychains. Nothing’s really wrong, it’s all quite alright. I do this to myself just usually at night. Tie this all together and thr...

1 Like | 1 comment | 1053 views | General | November 22, 2018

"With little or no light"

by Cellardoor

I’m Mr. Receeding hairline carrying his glass of wine. Walking towards the balcony to take a piss for all to see. She lays awake like still born shock, her pasty hands stained from cock. I keep her locked up in the room in my head....

0 Likes | 0 comment | 913 views | General | November 18, 2018

"HH Ohio"

by Cellardoor

Ohio got the best of me and broke my crooked heart. I failed the test three times in a row, dropped my pants and said kiss me Bo. Thumping, pumping veins of mine, retracing the steps to my old valentine. Sex by the pond on over by t...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 1075 views | General | November 14, 2018

"10 clover st."

by Cellardoor

Calorie counting blackberries. Tapping your nails to my favorite song. The chorus repeats on and on. She won’t listen to your band, she won’t get a tattoo from you. I was working in the old folks home. Smelled like weed and bleach...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1153 views | General | November 3, 2018

"7:15 am"

by Cellardoor

The piping in the wall is banging! I haven’t slept wholly in days. Oh, Holy creatures! Left me tortured in the rain. Cast aside this bittersweet headache! Leave my lips around the wine. Fluorescent lighting flickering! Crawling bac...

0 Likes | 2 comments | 1068 views | General | October 26, 2018

"2011"

by Cellardoor

A quarry with blue water behind your grandparents. Jagged thoughts vanish, transparent. Mamas and the papas, leaves in the air, burning photographs. The strangest fantasy of you writing my epitaph. Please, don’t forget your autograph....

1 Like | 6 comments | 1006 views | General | October 18, 2018

"A back porch dimly lit"

by Cellardoor

A wasp with a broken wing crawling through the grass. Scurrying from irony to irony, watching how they pass. A cat hopped the fence post by the waste bin. A quiet, graceful step for every sneak...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 907 views | General | October 9, 2018

"Coralie Pt. 2"

by Cellardoor

Everyone forgets your birthday. The next day they say “Happy belated.” Which is well and fine because truth is what you make it. Coralie, the paintings came back in my sleep. The Smoke and the Wine... I thought I’d left that all...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1123 views | General | September 30, 2018

"Searching for a pulse"

by Cellardoor

In a lifeless city. Measurements amended, time condemned it. Vacant lot full of left debri. The pack of smokes between you and me. Pat the Bunny quit the band. Left all his needles in the arms of fans....

2 Likes | 1 comment | 927 views | General | September 23, 2018

"Creep on creepin’ on"

by Cellardoor

Watching you watch your weight. Sneaking my eyes through the blinds.. Watch your pants size bi annually fluctuate. I think of you then masturbate. Psychosexually, anally. Daydreams of both hands down my pants. Ripping up your...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 957 views | General | September 16, 2018

"But that was along time ago"

by Cellardoor

Mazzy Star - “Fade into you” plays in the background. My thoughts are spinning in a black cloud. Eyes set on the same stain, erase it all and write again. Drifting through old drafts. Some for pity and some for laughs. Like the re...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 1022 views | General | September 15, 2018

"JS"

by Cellardoor

There’s so much going on but not enough to tell. Like a snowflake fallen into a dark wishing well. The light that sneaks through the cracks in the fence only reassures this loneliness and my lack of common sense. From penny to pound...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 887 views | General | September 7, 2018

"London somewhere"

by Cellardoor

Somewhere downtown, You’re upstairs. Somewhere downtown, Your oil paintings of pairs of pears hang upstairs. Somewhere downtown, I’m awake from a dream about champagne. Nice clothes and the numbest pain. I rush around to the show...

1 Like | 2 comments | 1027 views | General | September 5, 2018

"Mmmmmmm"

by Cellardoor

I enjoy the silence sitting in the dark. It’s not depressing, I’m just working on my art. From the start I walked a dirty road. Not that any are clean.. Just that mine showed. Here in the quiet I can fear that this is the last tim...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 1192 views | General | August 29, 2018

"Ponytail"

by Cellardoor

An anchored beer can full of cigarettes. Everyone smiling, straight teeth and yellow. I still had no idea you were waiting. we stepped onto the sidewalk, the rain already ruined the chalk. It’s funny how we characterize, behind our...

2 Likes | 0 comment | 1031 views | General | August 15, 2018

"Something for you."

by Cellardoor

You’re cold like lemonade, soft like summer rain. The shark circling my kayak, In the night time when it’s pitch black. The honey bee pollinating the flower bed, One sting and you’ll be dead. The blade of grass in the yard that�...

1 Like | 2 comments | 999 views | General | August 8, 2018

"Always"

by Cellardoor

The music in the background drowns the sounds of saliva. (I've been here before a few times.) The scented burn of sativa. (Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you, always.) If my tongue kee...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1058 views | General | July 30, 2018

"Coralie"

by Cellardoor

A Girl named coralie wrapped a rope around a tree. Her sisters neck not loosely bound, her body slammed towards the ground. A girl named coralie lives on Woodhurst lane. A girl named coralie’s the one to blame. She couldn’t comm...

2 Likes | 3 comments | 1146 views | General | July 25, 2018

"For: Fucks sake."

by Cellardoor

I've learned nothing from you all night. Go ahead and pull the curtains down, The suns creeping in, Please keep it out. Barn Swallows and House Sparrows, Tarantulas and Rattle Snakes. For crying out loud, Without the wine my hands sh...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 898 views | General | July 3, 2018

"Murderous Crows"

by Cellardoor

I think i'm the only one in Texas, drinking Josh, appreciating fake flowers drowned by marbles. Accept the shit show with a wine gargle. With a time limit I sit here all wrapped up in it. Sleeping inside of my own skin. Day out and up...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 927 views | General | July 2, 2018

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0 Likes | 1 comment | 967 views | General | June 16, 2018

"Zulily"

by Cellardoor

Dry martini, you’re getting wet. I can hear your music over face time. ”Hands Down.” “I hadn’t heard it in forever.” She said....

9 Likes | 4 comments | 1139 views | General | June 11, 2018