A Poem Thread

Angelus said:
Come one come all, hey you! Stop jerking off, that's not what I meant, this isn't the big penis thread, wrap that around your leg or something.
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sorry couldn't get my dick around my leg before it broke the window.

anyway...


RUNNING ON AN EMPTY TANK
SORE DOWN TO THE BONE
I CAN'T SEE OR THINK STRAIGHT
THE THROBBING IN MY SKULL HAS GROWN

BUT I CAN'T STOP YET, CAN'T DRIFT AWAY
WOULDN'T EVEN WANT TO ANYWAY
I'LL PUSH THE EDGE TIL I SPLIT MY FUCKING HEAD
I'LL SLEEP WHEN I'M DEAD

THE DAY DOESN'T END TIL I'VE BLED
I'LL SLEEP WHEN I'M DEAD

HAIR IN MY EYES, EVIL IN MY BRAIN
I HAVE NO TIME TO THINK
SMOKE ON MY BREATH AND METAL IN MY VEINS
MY FEET ARE NEARLY ON THE BRINK

BUT I CAN'T STOP YET, CAN'T DRIFT AWAY
WOULDN'T EVEN WANT TO ANYWAY
I'LL PUSH THE EDGE TIL I SPLIT MY FUCKING HEAD
I'LL SLEEP WHEN I'M DEAD

DEATH IS CLOSE AND I'M SEEIN RED
I'LL SLEEP WHEN I'M DEAD

MY ENERGY IS DRAINED AND GONE
I'M ASLEEP BEFORE I HIT THE FLOOR
THEN A FOOT TO THE RIBS AND I'M ON MY FEET
HERE WE GO AGAIN AND I'M OUT THE DOOR

BECAUSE I CAN'T STOP YET, CAN'T DRIFT AWAY
WOULDN'T EVEN WANT TO ANYWAY
I'LL PUSH THE EDGE TIL I SPLIT MY FUCKING HEAD
I'LL SLEEP WHEN I'M DEAD

BURNING ON FULL STEAM AHEAD
WE SLEEP WHEN WE'RE DEAD

more of an anthem than a poem. my apologies.
 
sitting in a beach chair pondering my dilemma
watching the beautiful blue sea sloshing onto the sand.
throwing mist over the rocks.
i sit there and smile as a gull picks up a fish
from the ever moving waters.
as i sit there enjoying the beauty i feel warmth
spreading in my lap
and so my dilemma is known, and i laugh at myself
for not going to the bathroom at home.
 
I'm so very tired
Of having no words to express
The Rage inside me
It festers; it grows
It consumes me like a disease
It tears at the very center
Of all that is beautiful and perfect
This need to hurt
To cause pain
I'm so goddamn sick of this rain
It's like the gun to my head
Pounding incessantly
Am I alive or dead?
I still keep moving
As one animated by turn
And key
But the fury swallows me whole
And my blind eyes
They still can't fucking see
I'm stuck; like a stick in the mud
My reflection; shattered glass
My life keeps breaking
And my soul
Well...
That I'm losing fast
 
draqon said:
hmmm...jessie, this not going well with you it seems. Or maybe its just a poem of emotions.
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I haven't written much poetry in months. I'm afraid to put it on the page because then it becomes a reality. I don't know...

Paper Doll

When I was younger,
My mother used to praise
My prettiness by the number of ribs
That she could count beneath
My sickly-pale skin.

Naked, skeletal, in the mirror;
Bones and tendons and veins,
Bright-eyed and wishing to remain
Forever perfect in her covetous gaze.

But never beautiful, just hungry.
What will happen, mother,
When you can no longer count
My ribs?
 
One beat, two beat, three beat, sugar beat.

Four beat, five beat, six beat, wheat-a-beat.

Seven beat, eight beat, nine beat, heartbeat.

My heartbeat, my heart is beating for you.
 
The fence.

I walk the horse up the road, then, we leave it.
He carries me easily, old Cesar, now up the small bit of a rise,
Along the big stand of poplar, about a 10 minute ride left.

The boundary; I limber down and trail the old boy's rein, near the fence.
He won't go far, because all the new grass is near the patch of fence I rode him to.
He steps toward it nonchalantly, I think about letting his cinch out, but he'll be hunky.

I climb the fence near a big strainer post, and stand just beyond the farm.
In the old world.

There are trees, small but with canopies well above my head. They cling, to a threadbare soil stuck in the hollows and cracks, that time has made along the tops of the great stone bluffs.
They get smaller and less substantial as I start to walk through them, nearer the cliffs.

But it gets steep and the trees further apart, I'll need a rope if I want to get any more than fifty feet from the land I can see extending, flat and green and safe, in the other direction.
The rock is not safe as it gets steeper, I stop and look down to my right, where a gorge opens and the stream empties.

There is a small meeting-place there perched as if, it has always overlooked this small but vital beachhead, for any to gain purchase up the gully and back onto the farm, if you were down there.
I stare out over the edge of the low trees, and the edge of the bluffs.
The eye of the great fish stares back at me.
 
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I wanted to write you a poem about how our love is like a double helix,
But that being an unusual word I could find no rhyme but Felix.
So the nucleotides of our love shall go unmentioned,
Transcription factor passion silenced, however well intentioned.
And so I submit what's left to say, is I love you like we're DNA.
And all things found in Quantum Theory,
Could not astound nor eyes leave bleary.
Compared with trying to find the wonder, of our ligand binding-like paroxysist thunder.
I love you like Euclidean space, our absolute values in exponential embrace.
 
Haiku
...
hollow as a tree.
yet life still nests inside me.
now I must shelter.
...
flow like a river
sustaining life in your path.
till you meet the sea.
...
what is a life lived?
time when no one remembers.
ones being removed.
...
with blade on my flesh.
I can release the red flame.
the burning brings calm.
 
Rules of Haikus: Syllables follow a 5-7-5 pattern and must NEVER make sense or rhyme :D

I joke :D

I like that last one Acitnoids.
 
Dicks everywhere,
Why place it inside,
Its seed is fear,
Its skin a hide
A shy dick wanes
At the thought of the Chasm
Engulfed by orgasm
How small and frail
So wan and tame
By the others flame
 
Does she sleep through the night?

Hey you can write us a little ditty.

I like that last post in the Hate thread directed at you know who. Very funny last line.
 
They do if they wake up at 4:30 AM.

And of course! Chocolate chip!

A haiku about McDonald's trip earlier today:

Play places dang'rous,
Broad-assed aunt stuck on
Slide for small kids.
 
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