Title: Verse Vices
Fandom: Smallville
Rating: Teen
Word Count: ~850
Characters/Ships: Clark/Lex
Summary: A challenging relationship. Part one of my vow to fulfill every challenge through poetry.
Content Notes: Vaguely alludes to eventual character death
The Lost Hour
Lex wants to trust Clark.
If he could just remember,
"Guileless" green-eyed lies.
"What do you mean, Lex?"
Butter won't melt in Clark's mouth.
Lex could freeze him out.
Triangle
Clark, in love with Lex,
But not quite over Lana,
Dreams of normalcy.
Lex encourages
Clark's futile pursuit of her,
Knowing it won't last.
Anywhere But Here
Smallville captive, Dad's
Billions won't broker a break,
Bothersome bastard.
Clark is his escape,
In some ways, it's vice versa
Lex spells home to Clark.
Stages
Lex demands full proof
angry and bargaining, while
Clark, depressed, denies.
Will acceptance come?
Clark, taught not to tell the truth
Luthors trained to pry.
If once, Clark could say,
"You're right, Lex. You've always known.
I'm not what I seem."
And Lex might reply,
"Trust that I would never tell.
You'll be safe with me."
Five Things
Clark wants, needs, to know
Who were his people, and where?
Why did they dump him?
What was wrong with him?
Are they his gifts, or curses?
Can he make amends?
Do-Over
"So many regrets"
"Neither of us innocent"
"Could we try again?"
"Lex Luthor and Clark--"
" I still like the sound of that."
"I never stopped, Clark."
Genre
Clark: a mystery
Lex lives to solve, re-reading
Every time they touch.
Lex is a poem.
A genre Clark never liked
Together, they scan.
Drag
Lex, in dress? Flame-tressed?
Pure sex. Clark undressed. No Stress.
Earned their best rest.
Communication
Symbols burned on barns
Creatures chiseled onto caves
Clark equals “Kal El”?
Self-Portrait
Lex, no artist, he.
His easel at Belle Reeve holds
No real therapy.
Lex: escape artist.
Wondering what Clark can see
Underneath his scars.
Breakfast
Strawberries and cream
Fresh from Kent Organic Farm,
Licked off Lex's lips
Clark's eyes burn the toast,
"Um, oops?" he says, kissing Lex.
Crumbs in Lex's bed.
Performance Anxiety
Unsure of the suit,
asks his warrior Angel
"Can I pull this off?"
Lex, angelic, purrs
"Yes, Clark. You can pull it off.
Better yet, let me.”
Double
How do they not know?
Clark wonders, post Bizarro.
Lex shrugs, unsurprised.
Role Reversal
At play, Lex “pretends “
To be the stalwart hero.
Clark, his nemesis.
Neither one evil,
But neither one are unflawed,
Only shades of gray.
Win or Lose
Lex, competitive
Plays some games to lose, his clothes,
Clark’s inhibitions.
Old Friends
I’ll never grow old,
Clark fears. It’s no solace. When Lex,
When everyone leaves him.
Mythology
Petroglyphs in caves
A madman gouges parquet floors
Symbols burned on barns
Wire
Lex is on the wire,
Literally, it would seem
His connection cut.
The Porsche's roof peeled
Like aluminum foil
From last night's dinner.
Unexpected rescue,
No ordinary boy, Clark
Wired differently?
Cliché
"Our friendship will be
The stuff of legends, right, Clark?"
"Cliche, 'cause it's true."
Secrets
They both know more than
They let on, less trust, more lust,
Each lies, each hides, truth.
Borrowed Title
Luthor library,
Lex is Clark's favorite tome.
Will he check him out?
School
Each Smallville High Freak
Whether aggressive, or meek
Thinks Clark is a geek.
Near Lana, Clark flails
Feeling sick. Her green necklace
The cause of that, ick.
It's what Chloe feared,
Clark treats her like a beard. Still,
Not quite "wall of weird,"
Ghosts and Gore
Despite Clark's demands
Lex can't wash blood off his hands
No matter his plans
Warmth
Clark, lit by the sun,
Holds Lex, in the barn, they're one,
Wont tell what they've done.
Interruptions
It could be Clark's mom,
With some pie. Or his dad with
That gleam in his eye.
But Lex won't be swayed,
Even if they're dismayed,
Clark is getting laid.
Solitary
Lex, trapped in his mind
No Clark to help him unwind.
His psyche? Unkind.
Then solace arrives,
Clark, yet again, saving lives
Lex believes the guy.
Apology
There isn't too much Clark can say.
No excuse, who would treat Lex this way?
"I know my dad's crass,
a pain in the ass.
But he still can't forbid you to stay.”
Season
Clark springs when Lex falls.
Kal El will catch his quarry,
Winter or summer.
Masks
“Evil mastermind?”
Would wear a mask, Clark jokes,
To “bank robber” Lex
Later, masked, unclothed
Naked Warrior Angel,
Nude Devilicus.
Introductions
Vehicles, violence,
Both miraculous meetings
Through sky and water.
Dangling
Level Three? Not fake
Jenkins makes everything shake
Then lives are at stake.
No time to prepare
kids could be dying up there,
Lex lies "I'm not scared.”
Enemies
Clark’s life without Lex
Turns him alien, breaks him.
“I won’t be human.”
Fandom: Smallville
Rating: Teen
Word Count: ~850
Characters/Ships: Clark/Lex
Summary: A challenging relationship. Part one of my vow to fulfill every challenge through poetry.
Content Notes: Vaguely alludes to eventual character death
The Lost Hour
Lex wants to trust Clark.
If he could just remember,
"Guileless" green-eyed lies.
"What do you mean, Lex?"
Butter won't melt in Clark's mouth.
Lex could freeze him out.
Triangle
Clark, in love with Lex,
But not quite over Lana,
Dreams of normalcy.
Lex encourages
Clark's futile pursuit of her,
Knowing it won't last.
Anywhere But Here
Smallville captive, Dad's
Billions won't broker a break,
Bothersome bastard.
Clark is his escape,
In some ways, it's vice versa
Lex spells home to Clark.
Stages
Lex demands full proof
angry and bargaining, while
Clark, depressed, denies.
Will acceptance come?
Clark, taught not to tell the truth
Luthors trained to pry.
If once, Clark could say,
"You're right, Lex. You've always known.
I'm not what I seem."
And Lex might reply,
"Trust that I would never tell.
You'll be safe with me."
Five Things
Clark wants, needs, to know
Who were his people, and where?
Why did they dump him?
What was wrong with him?
Are they his gifts, or curses?
Can he make amends?
Do-Over
"So many regrets"
"Neither of us innocent"
"Could we try again?"
"Lex Luthor and Clark--"
" I still like the sound of that."
"I never stopped, Clark."
Genre
Clark: a mystery
Lex lives to solve, re-reading
Every time they touch.
Lex is a poem.
A genre Clark never liked
Together, they scan.
Drag
Lex, in dress? Flame-tressed?
Pure sex. Clark undressed. No Stress.
Earned their best rest.
Communication
Symbols burned on barns
Creatures chiseled onto caves
Clark equals “Kal El”?
Self-Portrait
Lex, no artist, he.
His easel at Belle Reeve holds
No real therapy.
Lex: escape artist.
Wondering what Clark can see
Underneath his scars.
Breakfast
Strawberries and cream
Fresh from Kent Organic Farm,
Licked off Lex's lips
Clark's eyes burn the toast,
"Um, oops?" he says, kissing Lex.
Crumbs in Lex's bed.
Performance Anxiety
Unsure of the suit,
asks his warrior Angel
"Can I pull this off?"
Lex, angelic, purrs
"Yes, Clark. You can pull it off.
Better yet, let me.”
Double
How do they not know?
Clark wonders, post Bizarro.
Lex shrugs, unsurprised.
Role Reversal
At play, Lex “pretends “
To be the stalwart hero.
Clark, his nemesis.
Neither one evil,
But neither one are unflawed,
Only shades of gray.
Win or Lose
Lex, competitive
Plays some games to lose, his clothes,
Clark’s inhibitions.
Old Friends
I’ll never grow old,
Clark fears. It’s no solace. When Lex,
When everyone leaves him.
Mythology
Petroglyphs in caves
A madman gouges parquet floors
Symbols burned on barns
Wire
Lex is on the wire,
Literally, it would seem
His connection cut.
The Porsche's roof peeled
Like aluminum foil
From last night's dinner.
Unexpected rescue,
No ordinary boy, Clark
Wired differently?
Cliché
"Our friendship will be
The stuff of legends, right, Clark?"
"Cliche, 'cause it's true."
Secrets
They both know more than
They let on, less trust, more lust,
Each lies, each hides, truth.
Borrowed Title
Luthor library,
Lex is Clark's favorite tome.
Will he check him out?
School
Each Smallville High Freak
Whether aggressive, or meek
Thinks Clark is a geek.
Near Lana, Clark flails
Feeling sick. Her green necklace
The cause of that, ick.
It's what Chloe feared,
Clark treats her like a beard. Still,
Not quite "wall of weird,"
Ghosts and Gore
Despite Clark's demands
Lex can't wash blood off his hands
No matter his plans
Warmth
Clark, lit by the sun,
Holds Lex, in the barn, they're one,
Wont tell what they've done.
Interruptions
It could be Clark's mom,
With some pie. Or his dad with
That gleam in his eye.
But Lex won't be swayed,
Even if they're dismayed,
Clark is getting laid.
Solitary
Lex, trapped in his mind
No Clark to help him unwind.
His psyche? Unkind.
Then solace arrives,
Clark, yet again, saving lives
Lex believes the guy.
Apology
There isn't too much Clark can say.
No excuse, who would treat Lex this way?
"I know my dad's crass,
a pain in the ass.
But he still can't forbid you to stay.”
Season
Clark springs when Lex falls.
Kal El will catch his quarry,
Winter or summer.
Masks
“Evil mastermind?”
Would wear a mask, Clark jokes,
To “bank robber” Lex
Later, masked, unclothed
Naked Warrior Angel,
Nude Devilicus.
Introductions
Vehicles, violence,
Both miraculous meetings
Through sky and water.
Dangling
Level Three? Not fake
Jenkins makes everything shake
Then lives are at stake.
No time to prepare
kids could be dying up there,
Lex lies "I'm not scared.”
Enemies
Clark’s life without Lex
Turns him alien, breaks him.
“I won’t be human.”
- Mood:
accomplished - Music:CNN
- Location:Nashville, not Smallville

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"Um, oops?" he says, kissing Lex.
Crumbs in Lex's bed.
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