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    Default ~ = tilde...

    ...which is a completely random title not associated or attached to this poem.


    Another one will do the trick.
    Another one will spur addiction,
    incur the ego's predilection
    for self subordinating shit...shit!

    What's the word for a need so crucial,
    so inseperable from identity
    that the only way to express it
    is to drag your sorry ass
    to
    the
    bottom
    of
    the
    barrel,
    then pour your soul out
    (so it can be sold)
    and make your way to that gutter
    which leads to a hell
    so devoid of hope, so detached
    from light and truth and second chances
    that expression becomes meaningless
    and only at the final moment of remission
    is communication then abandoned??

    (That hell is inside you.)

    How do you say that
    so people will listen?
    and so it won't have to be dumbed down
    and the people babied through their meal
    like capricious two-yearolds?
    How can anyone become or hope to be
    forewarned of such disjunction?
    How can you say what requires
    removal and scrutiny to say,
    yet defies and prohibits any such effort?

    The eye remains blind to itself
    while sleep dust gathers,
    and the fly ignorant
    to the pestilence
    it carries
    on.
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    i kind of like this.
    loud black girls - wait what
    india songs
    "hell is other people" - the same guy who said "kissing a man without a mustache is like eating an egg without salt."
    "hell is also yourself." - r. crumb

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    Quote Originally Posted by drowning_fish View Post
    i kind of like this.
    I don't think I ended it properly, but I wrote this last night at 4am after a cigarette. It's not about that kind of addiction...I've been struggling to see myself and find what exactly needs to be said to get my thoughts and creativity working again. Maybe that's about finding and correcting one's main fault...if that can be done.

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    man the ending was the part i liked best. the part i didn't like was - the 2nd half of the 2nd paragraph confused the shit out of me. i feel like i got a gist of something but i'm equally sure it's right and wrong at the same time. the ending is good, just that part is really confusing.

    yeah i realize that's the bulk of the point of the poem. haha. i still love the ending.

    also. just make a thread to put all these in. it's so much easier to read without having to click back and click another thread. plus you get more views... apparently. make a thread title like 'PUSSY POEMS POEMS ABOUT SHITPUNKROCKGUTBUCKETS PUSSY PUSSY PUSSY' and people will come.
    loud black girls - wait what
    india songs
    "hell is other people" - the same guy who said "kissing a man without a mustache is like eating an egg without salt."
    "hell is also yourself." - r. crumb

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    Quote Originally Posted by drowning_fish View Post
    man the ending was the part i liked best. the part i didn't like was - the 2nd half of the 2nd paragraph confused the shit out of me. i feel like i got a gist of something but i'm equally sure it's right and wrong at the same time. the ending is good, just that part is really confusing.

    yeah i realize that's the bulk of the point of the poem. haha. i still love the ending.

    also. just make a thread to put all these in. it's so much easier to read without having to click back and click another thread. plus you get more views... apparently. make a thread title like 'PUSSY POEMS POEMS ABOUT SHITPUNKROCKGUTBUCKETS PUSSY PUSSY PUSSY' and people will come.
    You see, I have no real idea what I was trying to say there, but my mind wouldn't leave it alone. It was like trying to scratch my way through an iron door. I wish I had the word I needed.

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    I was shivering near the window
    outside
    looking in at the warmth I wanted,
    the very life that I had wanted
    since I had first begun to want.

    But no matter how I shouted
    the person inside would not turn;
    nothing could alert that man -
    strange to his own reality
    lurking beyond a dreamed up portal
    that really wasn't a portal at all
    but more a glimpse at igorance.

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    More...


    Bullets land where they fall,
    babes as far as the cord stretches
    and then some
    after that is cut--
    it's all really just
    a matter of simple physics.
    If you wan't to know why
    such things happen,
    and I really mean why,
    not how,
    it's not in the science books.
    They can't help you.
    I can't help you.
    If you can't help you,
    you're screwed.







    Haven't you grown tired of
    stretching your face out,
    stretching your tits out,
    stretching the hair over your head,
    squeezing out one pathetic drop
    after the next
    rather than drawing deep
    from the pitcher
    and satisfying your self
    (the one you got to pick,
    unless you gave that option up
    from day one)?

    The life wears thin
    when you stretch and squeeze;
    the end comes ill at ease.







    Pull, pull
    with all your mighty might--
    you've got to be
    got to be
    got to be
    right.

    But what's right
    and what's real
    and what's really right?

    Reality is here
    (points to head)
    and here
    (points out, spanning surroundings)
    but really in between.

    Can't tell you
    where right is,
    it never stays still...

    ...but keep pulling--
    maybe your righteous muscles
    will get bigger!








    People make rules,
    and the rules make people.
    Then people break rules,
    and the people are...torn.

    No amount of word once worn
    would cover all reality,
    but still we stretch our logos out
    and wince when something snaps.
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    SHUT THE FUCK UP
    YOU FUCKING FAGGOT,
    COCK LOVING HOMO.
    MY MASCULINITY MAKES UP
    FOR ANY AND ALL FLAWS.
    I AM MAN.
    I AM STRONG
    TALL
    FULL OF VIRTUOUS BLOOD...

    Oh shit,
    that's phallic.
    Maybe I'm gay...

    YOU'D LIKE THAT
    YOU FLAMING QUEER!
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    Where the fuck are the lights in here?
    And what the hell is everyone doing,
    just sitting around?
    Why's it so god damned noisy?
    Can't hear myself think!
    Why aren't you listening?
    What's the point talking to you people?
    You don't care!
    Well, I don't care either!
    I don't need you,
    and you don't need me,
    but I don't need you more.
    Get the fuck out of my head,
    and deal with your own problems,
    you god forsaken hemhorroid
    on the asshole of my brain!

    I swear,
    you just don't understand...
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    AAAAAAAAAAAAAA
    BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB
    CCCCCCCCCCCCCC
    DDDDDDDDDDDDDD
    EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
    FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF
    GGGGGGGGGGGGGG...

    Fuck this shit.
    When's recess?
    inquires little Tommy the genius.

    Teacher sends him to timeout
    to learn how to be normal.
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    Once I dreamed
    of placing the largest wad
    of sticky, adhesive gum
    on the back of that bitch's head
    who sat in front of me
    babbling on about
    how great her fucking boyfriend was
    while the words of great men and women
    passed by
    like debris flittering
    through the filthy street...
    But I'm not sexist--
    I wanted to punch that
    motherfucker's jaw, too
    (the boyfriend).

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    Ahhhhhhhhh
    whhhhhhhhy
    theeeeeeee
    fuuuuuuuuck
    aaaaaaaaare
    mmmmmmmy
    thouuuuughts
    soooooooooo
    slooooooooow
    shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitttttt.

    This means nothing,
    but I'm sure if you tried
    hard enough
    you could make something of it.
    Have at it!

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    If you won't listen
    then I will make you
    with words flowing
    and overflowing
    till tidal waves come crashing
    and you can't help
    but swallow the salt of it all
    disagree with nearly all of it
    vomit and purge yourself
    of all this nonsense.

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    The telephone is a bad call
    The paper is old news
    The television is blind
    And conversation
    Is damn near hollow.
    Thank God
    There's the internet.
    We can cum-municate
    Our passions!!1!
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    The snow never comes
    at the right moment,
    but always, instead,
    just after school
    on Friday before
    the weekend.

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    rock my shit like an avalanche,
    which ain't sayin' much--
    5'10 and WASPier
    than a spit out paper nest...
    but while I dream,
    they can be the best
    since the best have nothing left
    to dream for

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    Why is it
    that in this age
    of advanced technology
    and the sobriety of mistake
    it's still the people who make
    THE MOST DAMN NOISE
    who get to decide
    for the rest of the boys
    whether we will
    continue blindly??...

    Time is oddly kind to the blind,
    but only has truth for the mute,
    or so it seems;
    and though we try with all our might
    our eyes remain now closed up tight,

    intoxicated by avarice dreams.
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    No breathing till it's over

    And now I find myself screaming
    like a scarlet-cheeked toddler
    lacking what he wants
    and the oxygen needed
    to continue his angry strike for long
    against the big bad grown ups
    who never seem to provide
    anything but the means of imitating
    the anger painted on their own faces.
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    Let's start the morning off right this time
    and get out of bed bright and early
    to a wonderful breakfast and the chirping of birds
    and sunshine creeping over
    like the warm blanket we left behind moments ago...
    ...FUCK, it's already 2 pm.
    So maybe not morning then,
    but a damn fine afternoon
    with last nights leftovers thrown on toast
    and the sound of a chain of cars
    clanking against the mindless asphalt
    (which almost sounds like birds
    if we travel back to the Cretacious)
    and there's always the sun
    (except for when the clouds are out)...

    Yeah,
    fuck this.
    I'm going back to bed.

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    Give me something to believe--
    I just wanna live,
    but I don't wanna dream
    when dreaming means
    perpetual sleep
    and nothing is achieved.

    Give me something to believe--
    I just wanna rest,
    I just wanna breathe
    this very eve,
    exhale the things I cannot grieve,
    beleaguered and besieged.

    Give me something to believe--
    I just want something more than to need
    and just need something more than to want
    forever more these things.
    Forever more these things,
    these evansecent things.
    I just need something more than to want
    forevermore these things.

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    There are certain people
    you can't get too close to
    without their image blurring,
    kinda like with televisions.
    Unfortunately,
    stepping back
    won't always kill the headache.

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    19 down
    and not a comment.
    I'm starting to wonder
    whether you all
    take this seriously
    or not...

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    Off with your head
    I'm gonna take it for a spin
    around the world and back again
    then back to you, my headless friend.

    Headless?

    Heedless, more like it.
    That neck of yours
    is surely sore
    supporting dumbed down dead weight.

    Allow me to lighten your load,
    ease your anxieties,
    tune up your thought,
    fill 'er up
    and drop 'er off
    better than before,
    unless, of course,
    you feel no need
    to heed another's hortatory...

    Well,
    what's that you say?
    There's nothing here can help you?
    Not so.
    Lend me your ears
    along with the head
    and learn to see things differently.
    Maybe then you'll appreciate,
    but if you don't, don't hate my way.
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    Trapped inside these techno walls,
    never knowing if the voices around
    are the parroting of imbeciles
    or merely the echo of this very fool
    who writes for you now,
    he never will understand
    where the noise truly originates,
    be it his mind
    or the world surrounding
    offering up,
    no, mandating what be said
    and what be heard.
    He'd break the walls
    if not for fear
    of the entire mechanism
    electrifying him
    in one supercharged mass,
    self induced lobotomy.

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    In a place that knows no snow but some
    that seldom comes and passes swiftly,

    not even the animals suspect
    a certain traveler following
    the freshly frozen tracks, entact and telling,
    and thus the traveler trails behind,
    sometimes cold and others weary
    but never demoralized while winter's weather
    works its wonders welcomed warmly
    and the tracks unfold a dazzling path
    through which romantic moments find
    the wandering mind we all would wish for
    if we could ever lose the old one.
    Last edited by shampoo; 10-03-2012 at 08:50 PM.

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