Poetry by Melodie Yvonne

Words from a gonzoesque life in an oh so gonzoless world

  • Urban Ostrich

    Urban Ostrich

    Originally published online Feb 26, 2024 & will be in the upcoming collection Photographic Memories: Nein — available here soon

    Urban Ostrich by Melodie Yvonne

    I love you so much I can’t fucking sleep
    Eyes open or shut you’re all I can see
    My fan is so old it won’t block out the sound
    Of my obsessive thoughts flying around

    You’re all that I think about all of the time
    I’d be fucking broke if there was a fine
    I know all my thoughts are way out of line
    But I’d fight to the death if you were the prize

    ‘Cause it’s just not worth living if you’re not around
    You make me feel lights, put the colors in sounds
    Your eyes twinnin’ mine so I see you around
    but it’s breakin’ me down that you don’t make a sound

    I thought I was doin’ it right by the book
    I never did touch you, just snuck a few looks
    But I’m just a liar and I fell from grace
    The second that my back porch light hit your face

    I’d say it all sooner if time would rewind
    I thought it was your fault, but know it’s all mine
    I told you I’d move on and let it all go
    But you’re all that I ever wanted to know

    It’s just not worth living when you’re not around
    You make me feel lights, put the colors in sounds
    Your eyes twinnin’ mine so I see you around
    but it’s breakin’ me down that you don’t make a sound

    Yeah it’s breakin’ me down that you dont make a sound

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  • Untitled Lust

    Untitled Lust

    Originally published online May 3, 2022 & in the collection Photographic Memories: Eight Ways to Nein — available here
    This piece can also be found in the Poetry Collaboration Sin & Skin — available on Amazon here

    Untitled Lust by Melodie Yvonne

    I can’t wait forever, but I’ll wait tonight
    ‘Cause somethin’ is grabbin’ a hold of me right
    I’m shiverin’ warm, pulse quickening pace
    Thoughts I shouldn’t have, but don’t wanna erase

    I’m feelin’ you & you’re feelin’ me, so why
    do we gotta wallow in this misery
    I’m just here fightin’ it best that I can
    You’re my favorite addiction, you’re my kind of man

    I just can’t help it, lust’s my favorite sin
    If you crack that door open I’ll let you cum in
    You’re all that I think about writhin’ around
    My desire overpowering, screamin’ out loud

    I just wanna quit you, but can’t get enough
    I never thought stayin’ away’d be so tough
    You’re my favorite addiction, you’re all that I am
    And I can’t fucking wait to be near you again

    I’m feelin’ you & you’re feelin’ me, so why
    do we gotta wallow in this misery
    I’m just here fightin’ it best that I can
    You’re my favorite addiction, you’re my kind of man

    You are my favorite addiction again and again

    I can’t wait forever, but I’ll wait tonight
    ‘Cause the way that you do it, you do it so right
    I’m shivering warm, pulse quickening pace
    Thoughts I shouldn’t have that I just can’t erase

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  • Untitled Coveting

    Untitled Coveting

    Originally published online May 3, 2022 & in the collection Photographic Memories: Eight Ways to Nein — available here

    Untitled Coveting by Melodie Yvonne

    His smile, it melts the coldest heart
    And his touch even gives mine a start
    He makes me somehow feel so safe
    And I can’t stop thinking of his face

    And I need him… Oh please God I wanna see him

    My mind shuts off when he’s around
    His calm allays my shaky ground
    Everything he says is right
    And I wish this was an endless night

    Just one more chance to feel the touch
    Of everything I want so much
    He’s everything I wanna need
    222 away from me

    And I need him… Everything that I see’s him

    His smile, it melts the coldest heart
    And his touch even gives mine a start
    He makes me somehow feel so safe
    And I can’t stop thinking of his face

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    Read more poetry by Melodie: Photographic Melodie’s Poetry & Spoken Word
    Watch more poetry videos: Melodie’s Poetry & Lyrics YouTube Playlist

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  • Southport Rd 13

    Southport Rd 13

    Originally published online Aug 10, 2021 & in the collection Photographic Memories: 7even — available here

    Southport Rd 13 by Melodie Yvonne

    Sometimes I just wanna sit with my train wreck by the light of my dumpster fire
    Sometimes even though I’m already high I just wannna get higher and higher
    Sometimes when I’ve just got too much to do I sit down and do nothing at all
    And I still just don’t know why the fuck I still wish that you’re dumb fucking ass would just call

    Sometimes I just wanna go back to that trailer on the dark side of CSL
    Dig me a hole way down deep in that party bowl ‘til I forget that I fell
    But I just can’t give in ‘cause it never’d end and I’m aready goin’ to hell
    Fallin’ over and over right through the floor of my dirty back barn room well

    Were you thinkin’ ‘bout me or just ‘bout yourself, would it’d changed anything if I’d tried
    Do you even regret for a second you left without ever saying goodbye
    Do you think ‘bout me or wonder if I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout you
    ‘Cause, baby, I still miss you so fucking much and this missin’ you’s givin’ me blues

    Should I wait here for you ‘til the ends of the earth or just go right ahead & jump off
    Should I wallow in silence down deep in the ditches or scream out your name from the top
    Maybe you love me, but probably not and there’s just too much room left for doubt
    I should give all my hope to a fifth of Patron & just let it all work itself out

    Are you thinkin’ ‘bout me or just ‘bout yourself, ‘cause I’m here about to get fucked
    Do you even regret for a second you left without even tryin’ to get sucked
    Do you think ‘bout me or wonder if I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout you
    ‘Cause baby I still miss you so fucking much and this missin’ you still gives me blues

    When will I be done I just wanna have fun and burn everything I have left
    I guess I like torture ‘cause I don’t know why I just can’t fucking let me forget
    The sun and the moon just can’t love each other ’cause then I guess everything’d end
    But I’d rather it be over right fucking now than just have to sit here and pretend

    Sometimes I just wanna sit with my train wreck by the light of my dumpster fire
    Sometimes even though I’m already high I just wannna get higher and higher
    Sometimes when I’ve just got too much to do I sit down and do nothing at all
    And I still just don’t know why the fuck I still wish that you’re dumb fucking ass would just call

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    Get your copy of select poetry collections by Melodie: Photographic Melodie Book Shop
    Read more poetry by Melodie: Photographic Melodie’s Poetry & Spoken Word
    Watch more poetry videos: Melodie’s Poetry & Lyrics YouTube Playlist

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  • ✨ Signed Methlehem Preorders Are Live — Step Into the Chaos ✨

    ✨ Signed Methlehem Preorders Are Live — Step Into the Chaos ✨

    It’s finally here. Signed preorders for Methlehem are live, and this time, everything’s running smoothly — no glitches, no stress 😅. Every copy will be personally signed before it ships, so you’ll get a piece of the story straight from me.

    Preorders close Friday, Nov 14 at 11:59 PM (Indiana time). Check the product details for approximate shipping dates and more info.

    Methlehem is raw. It’s real. It’s unflinching. It’s the messy, jagged heart of love, loss, addiction, and survival laid bare — straight from everybody’s favorite hometown. These aren’t easy stories, but they are honest ones.

    Be among the first to hold a signed copy in your hands. Step into the chaos, and let Methlehem take you on the ride.

    ⚠️ Explicit Content Warning: Contains depictions of drug use, violence, and sexual content. Not suitable for readers under 18.

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  • Ambivalence

    Ambivalence

    Originally published online April 29, 2021 & in the collection Photographic Memories: 7even — available here

    Ambivalence by Melodie Yvonne

    I don’t wanna die, but I don’t wanna live
    I’m so fucking tired I’ve got nothin’ to give
    I just want it over, just want it to end
    I’m breakin’ ’cause I got no room left to bend

    I’m tired of pretendin’ ’bout all I got left
    When all that I am is a giant fucking mess
    I wanna go hide, but I wanna confess
    I wanna die, but God’s still playin’ chess

    I want it to end, but don’t know how to quit
    Even though I just screw up & turn it to shit
    I wanna remember, but wanna forget
    I just wanna know what the fuck all this is

    I wanna just lie down and blow my brain up
    But I’d just fucking miss and I’d fuck it all up
    I just wanna give up, I wanna give in
    But I don’t wanna die, I just don’t wanna live

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    Read more poetry by Melodie: Photographic Melodie’s Poetry & Spoken Word
    Watch more poetry videos: Melodie’s Poetry & Lyrics YouTube Playlist

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  • Photographic Malady

    Photographic Malady

    Originally published online Feb 13, 2017 & in the collection I Do Heroin On The Train Line So You Don’t Have To: A Hitchhiker’s Guide To My Galaxie — available here

    Photographic Malady by Melodie Yvonne

    The length of three songs. It’s like a heartbeat in time, but it passes in slow motion. The band charges onto the stage, and begins to gain speed as my eyes dart back and forth inside my eye piece. Time crawls slowly like a train holding up traffic, but in the end it was really not even close to long enough to drink in the scene and digest. There’s a whispering behind my eyes all the while as I work creating a rhythm to my madness. It engulfs my mind and body until I succumb. Shoot, edit, repeat. Shoot, edit, repeat.

    Shoot. Edit. Repeat.

    It’s a kind of preternatural chanting that hangs heavy, and smears through the air painting a grin across my face. The incantation rises up to the stage with the heat of my desire, and melts itself to the melodies pouring out to the crowd.

    I take my eyes outta the lens, and set them back in the real world. I pray that I managed to capture at least one soul to later feed my addiction. I eclipse my face once again with my photographic guise, and scan the crowd with an insatiable hunger that overrides my fears. The three songs might be over, but the night is still young, and the crowd is particularly spirited tonight. Plenty of time. Plenty of room in my bottomless pit of a heart… Shoot, edit, repeat… Shoot, edit, repeat… Shoot. Addict. Repeat…

    SHOOT. ADDICT. REAP IT.

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  • Ode to The Beginning of The End

    Ode to The Beginning of The End

    Originally published online Feb 18, 2021 & in the collection I Do Heroin On The Train Line So You Don’t Have To: A Hitchhiker’s Guide To My Galaxie — available here

    Ode to The Beginning of The End by Melodie Yvonne

    Am I too far gone to make it, too late to be saved?
    Will I ever feel what stable’s like?
    All these places that I run just tryin’ to escape
    Detroit, the coast, New York’s the same alike

    This acrid doom it follows me most everywhere I go
    And I’m just lookin’ for a friendly hand
    How much further I can go is anybody’s guess
    I’m tryin’ and doin’ the fucking best I can

    I heard salvation‘s hidin’ in the eye of this here storm
    But my red eyes are swallowed up by hate
    This cruel ass world has swallowed almost everything I love
    And I’m about to self disintegrate

    I’m trying to go for one last Savior, one last fucking dream
    One last motherfucking piece of pie
    And if this time this shit don’t work and I just can’t get out
    I hope at least that I can fucking die

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  • Stumbling Up The Mountain

    Stumbling Up The Mountain

    Originally published online March 15, 2017 & in the collection I Do Heroin On The Train Line So You Don’t Have To: A Hitchhiker’s Guide To My Galaxie — available here

    Stumbling Up The Mountain by Melodie Yvonne

    I find it amazing how some people can affect us in such fundamental ways in the blink of an eye, while others can be in our lives our entire existence like that of a sturdy mountainside that blocks your view of the sun, but can never quite keep you from growing.

    I met a boy. One of the most beautiful boys I’ve ever met… And I didn’t know it. Later I found out why I couldn’t see how wonderful he was. It was because I realized looking at him was like looking at a reflection of myself, and at that time I just didn’t like myself that much. By the time I realized I had fallen it was too late, and I left him at the top of the hill while I ran away, stumbling back to that mountain for cover.

    It’s hard to tell how long I’ll be able to stay here in its shadow. I’m like the Trans Am that you buy for fun, but you really just can’t get up those mountain roads without that Toyota 4Runner, and that’s something I’m never going to be.

    So it’s funny how some people can affect you so much. Some people stay in our lives for decades, and then some are so much more… Some can change the entire structure of your being in a two-hour car ride, and nothing will ever be the same.

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  • Cold Concrete Cage

    Cold Concrete Cage

    Originally published online Feb 18, 2021 & in the collection I Do Heroin On The Train Line So You Don’t Have To: A Hitchhiker’s Guide To My Galaxie — available here

    Cold Concrete Cage by Melodie Yvonne

    Sittin’ here listenin’ to industrial crickets
    Folks walkin’ ‘round like they’re lost on a mission
    And I never wanted to be stuck here this way
    But here I sit, here I live, here I just stay

    Factory made melodies lull us to sleep
    And anti-emotion pills hide what we keep
    But what I keep doesn’t need hid every day
    But here I sit, here I live, here I just stay

    And again I hear humming of industrial crickets
    Lost souls all around me just gettin’ their fixes
    Use and repeat at least twice a day
    To get through this shift in the least feeling way

    Top level merchandise buys out our souls
    And we keep right on grindin’ just tryin’ to fill holes
    Subconscious bribery “does us a favor”
    And we just sit numbly wishing for a Savior

    I just keep prayin’ for God to set me free
    I can’t do this again, why won’t He just kill me?
    I’m tryin’ to be good, but it feels so alone
    Don’t make me live in this cold concrete home

    It’s past twenty years now, and I’m still here grindin’
    Don’t even think no more just obey blindly
    Fuck. My life’s gone now, and soon it’s my soul
    This industrial nightmare is swallowing me whole

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