PROMPTS FROM RICHARD SIKEN'S POETRY
* Β assorted lines from richard siken poems, some slightly adjusted to suit a roleplay format, adjust as necessary
sorry about the scene at the bottom of the stairwell and how i ruined everything by saying it outloud.
something's not right about what i'm doing but i'm still doing it.
the enormity of my desire disgusts me.
i woke up in the morning and i didn't want anything, didn't do anything, couldn't do it anyway.
i couldn't make you love me and i'm tired of pulling your teeth.
damn if there isn't anything sexier than a slender boy with a handgun, a fast car, a bottle of pills.
okay, so i'm the dragon. big deal. you still get to be the hero.
there are many names in history... but none of them are ours.
let me name the stars for you.
here i am, leaving you clues.
what do you want, sweetheart?
just mash your lips against me.
we are all going forward. none of us are going back.
i swear, i end up feeling empty, like you've taken something out of me and i have to search my body for scars.
the truth is complicated.
tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.
the way you slam your body into mine reminds me i'm alive.
monsters are always hungry, darling, and they're only a few steps behind you.
i crawled out the window and ran into the woods.
i had to make up all the words myself.
i made this place for you. a place for you to love me.
if this isn't a kingdom then i don't know what it is.
i wore his jacket for the longest time.
i feel like i've done something terrible.
i'm trying to choke down the feeling.
i've discovered something i didn't even have a name for.
eventually something you love is going to be taken away.
it is finally happening to you.
i am falling to the floor crying.
i realize i didn't paint it very well.
we have not touched the stars.
tell me we'll never get used to it.
sorry about the blood in your mouth. i wish it was mine.
if you love me, [name], you don't love me in a way i understand.
someone has to leave first.
this is a very old story.
you say "i'll give you anything" but you never come through.
everyone needs a place. it shouldn't be inside of someone else.
how much can you change and get away with it, before you turn into someone else, before it's some kind of murder?
imagine that the world is made out of love.
imagine a story where everything goes wrong.
hello, darling. sorry about that.
tell me we're dead and i'll love you even more.
no one will ever want to sleep with you.
i'm sorry i couldn't come to your party.
i'm sorry i came to your party and seduced you.
you want a better story. who wouldn't?
who am i? i'm just a writer.
let me do it right for once.
this doesn't look that much different from home.
you said i could have anything i wanted, but i just couldn't say it outloud.
okay, if you're so great, make it work.
i do believe his mouth is heaven.
i wanted to explain myself in an understandable way.
i'd rather quit. i'd rather be sad. it's too much work.