Poetry by Melodie Yvonne

Words from a gonzoesque life in an oh so gonzoless world

  • The Negotiation

    The Negotiation

    Originally published online Dec 21, 2024 & will be in the upcoming print collection Oxies and Roxies and Suboxies! Oh my!: A Tornado of Love, Lust, Addiction, and Loss — available here soon

    The Negotiation by Melodie Yvonne

    The drugs work fast, but not fast enough
    I just need a break enough is enough

    Everybody’s doing it why the fuck can’t I?
    I’m done tryin’ to control this I’m saying goodbye

    You don’t know what you’re doing this isn’t the way
    Why won’t you listen to anything that I say?

    I know what’s right and I know you’re wrong
    If you’re not gonna listen, you might as well be gone

    I love you don’t leave me I just need a minute
    I just need a minute to try to forget it
    This menagerie of shit inside of my brain
    I can’t fucking do it. I’m going insane

    I can’t fucking do it. I’m going insane
    I can quit anytime I’m just still in pain

    I can quit anytime you don’t know me at all
    Shit I gotta go. I gotta give my doctor a call

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  • Killin’ Raven

    Killin’ Raven

    This piece is in the print collection Methlehem — available here

    Killin’ Raven by Melodie Yvonne

    If you’d have come straight home from work
    I wouldn’t think you’re such a jerk
    Believe me wasting all my time
    Is not a small victimless crime

    If he can’t stand strong by himself
    It’s a slippery road right straight to hell
    So if you love him make him stronger
    By not enabling him any longer

    I’m just sittin’ here tryin’ to help you
    But you gotta help yourself too
    ‘Cause you’re busy helpin’ demons
    Empowerin’ them to take your humans

    With all my love it’s truth I’m speakin’
    Wanna help you fight your demons
    But my love for you ain’t different
    Than your love that’s killin’ Raven

    Let him stand strong by himself
    If he loves you he’ll go get help
    But if he doesn’t then let go
    These hard truths I’ve come to know

    And if he can’t stand strong himself
    It’s a slippery road right straight to hell
    So if you love him make him stronger
    Don’t you help him any longer

    With all my love it’s truth I’m speakin’
    Wanna help you fight your demons
    But my love for you ain’t different
    Than your love that’s killin’ Raven

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  • Patterns

    Patterns

    This piece is in the print collection Methlehem — available here

    ⚠️ Explicit Content Warning
    This poetry excerpt from Methlehem contains drug usage, graphic sexual language, and adult themes. Intended for mature audiences only. Reader discretion is advised.

    Patterns by Melodie Yvonne

    You dragged me right on back down in it
    Wish I had the strength to quit it
    But I just don’t have the strength to quit you

    It’s just one more for old time’s sake
    It’s just one more, love, you won’t break
    It’s safe if we just have a little fun too

    And that was that enough of chat
    You’ve got that purrin’ in my cat
    You know for you there’s not too much I won’t do

    And suddenly I feel alive
    But it’s ok just one more time
    And I sure missed this feeling like my brain’s new

    And now your dick’s hard as a rock
    I’ve got that fucking shit on lock
    And no one out there seen where we took off to

    We cut it through the parking lot
    Done got one hand down on his cock
    And I’m about to give this guy a run through

    But ‘fore we get the van door open
    On my knees already chokin’
    You push me on in and push it on through

    You whisper that your gonna cum
    I whisper back a lil, “Yum”
    But you pull out my mouth and fuck my wet cooch

    You ram it in me hard and thick
    Addicted to your gorgeous dick
    This van is rockin’ like it’s gettin’ fucked loose

    We take a break, I saddle up
    We’ve only just began to fuck
    I keep on ramming while I take a hit too

    That big thick smoke fills up my brain
    Your big thick cock fucks me insane
    And I’m about to have a phallic breakthrough

    Forever I could live like this
    Just me and your huge perfect dick
    And this time I know that your gonna stay too

    We share a hit now we’re connected
    You’re all in me up and down and
    I squeeze myself tighter all around you

    You spray it on me warm and thick
    Perfect jiz from a perfect dick
    You glance the time and tell me you had fun too

    You rush me right on out the door
    Sorry you don’t got time for more
    You lie to me and say you’ll see me real soon

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  • Payin’ the Rent

    Payin’ the Rent

    This piece is in the print collection Methlehem — available here

    ⚠️ Explicit Content Warning
    This poetry excerpt from Methlehem contains drug usage, graphic sexual language and adult themes. Intended for mature audiences only. Reader discretion is advised.

    Payin’ the Rent aka Save Some Cash Ride A Slum Lord by Melodie Yvonne

    Three Foot Frank got Big & Rich off stealin’ people’s souls
    A slum lord down in a small town that meth done swallowed whole
    But that town ain’t the only thing down in it gettin’ swallowed
    Ole Three Foot Frank’s got 9 inches lookin’ for mouths to hollow

    Late on rent? Well, It’s all good! Ole Three Foot’s got your back
    And it don’t matter if you’re runnin’ kinda short on cash
    ‘Cause he’s kinda short too so he will always understand
    Just out there doin’ the Lord’s work ole Human Tripod Man

    He’ll put that stick straight down your craw, but first he’ll buy ya pizza
    ‘Cause he’s a gentleman at heart and always glad to meet ya
    Happy to share a sip of vodka ‘fore he plugs your throat
    It’s the least that he can do for you ‘fore you swallow his load

    He’ll cuddle and caress ya and admire your perty smile
    Then lead ya out there to his van to get it on in style
    But when he drops his drawers that shit can get a bit confusing
    It’s hard to tell which ones are legs and which one will start jizzing

    You rub him just a lil more to see which one gets hard
    And then you take him off your lap onto the driver’s side
    You make it feel like road head as his toes stroke through your hair
    ‘Cause he’s used to drivin’ with his hands his feet don’t reach down there

    But all in all it’s just a day of work to pay the rent
    The same alike as Taco Bell more chance of syphilis
    But either way the bills are paid and now your belly’s full up
    And you got four more weeks ‘fore Three Foot Frank will choke your gullet

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  • Methrouplis

    Methrouplis

    This piece is in the print collection Methlehem — available here

    Methrouplis by Melodie Yvonne

    Been fucking with this guy, but he’s been gettin’ a bit boring
    His dope dealer come by and I ain’t tryin’ to be a whore but
    My God this fucker’s hot and I just want a bit of play
    Well what you know he’s down to fuck and so is his old lady

    My old man is gold he knows sometimes I need some strange
    So I follow meth guy home thirsty for a dirty three way
    But soon as we get there this dumb ass has to tie one off
    Bangin’ meth ‘fore he bangs me and now he’s got fucking limp cock

    So I’m just tryin’ to enjoy my buzz and now I gotta fluff it
    This love triangle ain’t worth the time it’s just a giant buzz kill
    And I’m still sittin’ here all horny dyin’ to get one off
    But fucking meth guy’s sittin’ flaccid and his girl starts to go off

    Of course these crazy bitches end up bein’ fucking toxic
    I just wanna get off! Why they gotta be psychotic?
    But it’s cool least he hooked me up for wastin’ all my time
    Weirdest fucking love triangle I been in in my life 

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  • Hollow

    Hollow

    This piece will be in the upcoming collection Photographic Memories: Nein — available here soon

    Hollow by Melodie Yvonne

    Drag me in the deep end and then tell me that it’s shallow
    All your fucking promises are nothin’ more than hollow
    And now I’m thinkin’ those words don’t mean what you think they mean
    ‘Cause “soon” sure don’t mean “never” and I know you’re ghostin’ me

    Just because you’re polite don’t mean I’m not huffin’ gas
    I breathe it in each time you sit there talkin’ out your ass
    I get all dizzy when you spin that web of lies you’re spewin’
    I don’t know why it’s so damn hard when I know what you’re doin’

    Drag me in the deep end and then tell me that it’s shallow
    All your damn apologies are nothin’ more than hollow
    And now I’m thinkin’ “homiez” don’t mean what you think it means
    ‘Cause real pals feed your soul they don’t just feed you gasoline

    But every piece of me just aches from wantin’ you right here
    Even though I know you’re fake and oh so insincere
    But even though you’re so damn selfish and your ego’s epic
    I can’t help but hop in line each time you start two steppin’

    Drag me in the deep end and then tell me that it’s shallow
    All your hollow promises are gettin’ hard to swallow
    And now I’m thinkin’ your words don’t mean a damn thing to me
    ‘Cause “soon” sure don’t mean “never” and I know you’re ghostin’ me

    Yeah, buddy, I’m chokin’ on fumes and you’re still spewin’ gasoline
    My “homie”, please stop stringin’ my heart and playin’ and makin’ a fool of me

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  • Excuse me, Sir… Is There a Room Available?

    Excuse me, Sir… Is There a Room Available?

    This piece will be in the upcoming collection Photographic Memories: Nein — available here soon

    Excuse me, Sir… Is There a Room Available? by Melodie Yvonne

    Is there a world where you could want me? Somewhere we could be?
    Is there a life where you could be here wrapped all around me?
    Is there somehow a little bit of room left in your heart
    for just a little piece of me like lightning in a jar

    Are you ever missin’ me? Thinkin’ ‘bout us at all?
    Do you know my eyes are oceans sittin’ waitin’ for your call?
    Can you feel me longing for you one more fucking day?
    Or are you just there wishin’ you could drink me all away?

    Is there a universe where we could watch the stars at night?
    A world where you would want me back and make it all all right?
    A galaxy where there’s somehow a me and you at all?
    A little bit of me in you like lightning in a jar

    Is there a world where you could love me? Somewhere we could be?
    Is there a life where you could be here wrapped all around me?
    Is there somehow a little bit of room left in your heart
    Where you could maybe think of givin’ you and me a start?

    Is there a way that maybe you could crack that door an inch?
    Or if you can’t then maybe I could get a little hint
    ‘Cause, darlin’, I’m still thinkin’ ‘bout you every night and day
    Another ghost hauntin’ my heart, a broken effigy

    Did I make a better man for someone else to love?
    ‘Cause all those words you said to me done got me all fucked up
    And here I am wantin’ you again long after I moved on
    But here you are popped up again like you think it’s your job

    How come you made me want you and then took it all away?
    Is there a night that maybe you would ever let me stay?
    Is that no vacancy sign still lit up outside your heart?
    Or are you ready for a little lightning in a jar?

    Is there a world where you could love me? Somewhere we could be?
    Is there a life where you could be here wrapped all around me?
    Is there somehow a little bit of room left in your heart
    Where I can cuddle up and live like lightning in a jar

    Where I can cuddle up and love like lightning in your heart

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  • Edge Trippers

    Edge Trippers

    This piece is in the print collections Sin & Skin and Methlehem — available here

    ⚠️ Explicit Content Warning
    This poetry excerpt from Sin and Skin & Methlehem contains drug usage, graphic sexual language and adult themes. Intended for mature audiences only. Reader discretion is advised.

    Edge Trippers by Melodie Yvonne

    He smirks at me and drips a little acid on his dick
    I drop down on my knees and hungrily I start to lick
    The only thing that’s better than his big, hard, pulsing cock
    Is shoving it inside me while my brain starts to unlock

    I lick it clean and beg for more, he looks down with a grin
    He gently rams it in my throat, and I take it ALL in
    I’m almost cumming from his hard cock deep down in my throat
    So I take a little break, smile up at him, and grab his coat

    I lead us outside underneath a huge blanket of stars
    There ain’t no other lights except a couple passing cars
    I make a place for him to lay and with a playful shove
    He’s on his back now, gettin’ jerked while stargazing above

    The acid really kicks in and his cock’s my favorite toy
    I shove it in my throat again and gurgle I want more
    I shove my panties to the side and finally saddle up
    And I shove it in me good and deep, but still don’t let him cum
     
    I gently flex my pussy lips while sliding on his shaft
    Rip his coat off, tits light up from passing high beams flash
    He sucks my nipple in his mouth and shoves it deeper in
    I giggle, slide it out, and leave him on that ledge again

    He gasps a short complaint, but knows he’s gonna let me win
    ‘Cause just as quick I’m on my knees and take it right on in
    This time I don’t let up I suck it hard and ram it fast
    He fucks my mouth while passing cars honk at my bouncing ass

    He’s so fucking hard now I know that he’s about to cum
    I swallow as it pours out warm and juicy on my tongue
    I gaze into his eyes, suck more, and purr a little “Yum”
    Knowing that we’re about to have another 8 hours of fun…

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  • The Morning After Pill

    The Morning After Pill

    This piece is in the print collection Methlehem — available here

    The Morning After Pill by Melodie Yvonne

    I panic but fake calm while he lays stretched out on the bench
    He slips away in front of me his eyes close inch by inch
    You can rest, but you can’t sleep, you gotta stay awake
    Not sure if I brought enough rags for how thick this red’s caked

    Rust stains fall down to the floor and trail into the night
    Gotta keep you conscious ain’t no time to fucking cry
    We gotta get the fuck out ‘fore we’re spotted in this lot
    Ain’t no way that I can save him if these fuckers call the cops

    Cotton rounds soaked coppery fill up the grocery bag
    Drugs and whiskey’s a quick Molotov to make it bad
    And even though another chick started this nasty fight
    Here I sit cleanin’ up shit another fucking night

    I’d say I got thrown to the wolves, but I walked in myself
    Ain’t no fucking way that anybody else would help
    Or maybe I’m a fool and stupid is as stupid does
    But nothin’ in the world feels quite as true as messy love 

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  • Itching

    Itching

    This piece will be in the upcoming collection Photographic Memories: Nein — available here soon

    Itching by Melodie Yvonne

    Itching all over thoughts randomly flop to you again tonight
    Rememberin’ back to long ago us dancin’ through the night
    Gave our girl my ring and names on that ole piece of rice
    Don’t know now just how I’ll feel without you in my life

    You’re not gone, but I’m already missin’ you in my head
    You was so cruel, but still somehow there’s things here left unsaid
    But ain’t no love through all these years compared to yours and mine
    ‘Cause there ain’t no love like messy love that stands that test of time

    Floatin’ ‘round in a bottle dancin’ naked in the dark
    You done been gone so many years but you’re still sewn to my heart
    We was so young and thought true love was for infinity
    But you weren’t true and all your lies done made a mess of me

    You’re not gone, but I’m already missin’ you like you’re dead
    You was so cruel, but still somehow you’re stuck here in my head
    But ain’t no love through all these years compared to yours and mine
    ‘Cause there ain’t no love like messy love that stands that test of time

    Yeah, there ain’t no love like messy love that stands that test of time
    There ain’t no love through all these years that’s just like yours and mine
    And when you’re gone, Cuddlefish, you’ll still be here on my mind
    ‘Cause, Darlin’, ain’t no love like messy love that stands that test of time

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