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    Quote Originally Posted by flaggwalkstheline View Post
    hmm there were supposed to be spaces between the first word and last words of each line and the middle parts
    when I cut n pasted it they were there and when I go to edit it they are there again
    oh well the extra parts are still in it, just maddeningly subtle without the spaces

    Teah I had fits with one of my poems.

    I wanted the word "Fall" to go downward but each letter indented one more than the other...no dice!
    “Give me the sense to wonder, to wonder if I'm free."

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    A sunset and a carcrash

    A teardrop son drips below the hills
    Exhaling rockstar purple and pharaoh gold
    The brown world cools beneath my body
    Glinting like a dust covered discoball
    A ford mustang is crumpled against the guardrail
    A child's shoe sits in the dirt unlaced
    A perverted river of highway winds it's way to the sea
    I lick the last drops of sweet perspiration from an empty soda bottle
    And wait for the dark
    if the worlds gonna end then let's get it over with, i got shit to do

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    This night is filled with static

    Staring at a computer screen
    Pornography, nothing but noise and an imagined stench
    Eyes blank and filled with static
    No trace of connection
    With the flesh
    Except the electric kind

    I listen to sad songs and wonder if they would be better if I smoked a cigarette at the same time
    Synthetic, the morphine drip signal gradually gets weaker
    The most lonely voices are the ones I hope to hear but fall asleep before a chance comes
    Manufactured cancer pumping through my brain like air from an iron lung

    In the room next door an old woman coughs and sputters in her sleep
    Mumbles a subconscious prayer
    Holding on, fingers dug deep into the ground
    Pulled away one slowing heartbeat at a time

    All the christmas trees were pulled down yesterday from all the yards in the neighborhood
    They were getting old and brown and angry looking anyway
    Beginning to look like scarecrows in the snow or mini-crucifixes a symbol which of course is for saved easter
    The crows already left this party and I didn’t feel like following in their tiny shadows
    A vicious snicker bounces on the ceiling for a second

    So very clever…
    I pat myself on the boney spine
    So very clever, the words I try and puke up
    If I told my thoughts are like a bulimics lunch
    Would you be more interested?

    Whatever I said that sounded so clever bubbling up from a well of insomnia
    Will seem like self indulgent snickering come morning

    I’m still here because I know nobody will miss me if I’m gone

    So very clever…
    So can any of you fading voices tell me why when I listen to my deepest murmurs there is only static?
    if the worlds gonna end then let's get it over with, i got shit to do

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    Very good. A well painted picture!

    I can only hope you do not feel this way.
    “Give me the sense to wonder, to wonder if I'm free."

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    uch I don't really remember writing that poem, I remember something writing something but last night I was kinda in a fugue...
    if the worlds gonna end then let's get it over with, i got shit to do

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    Supermarket Jazz

    There is a supermarket
    That I go to
    Sometimes
    When I'm out of meat or milk
    Or vegetables in cans
    And at this supermarket
    Constantly floating lazily from the ceiling which has state flags hanging down from it's rafters
    Is music
    A sort of watered down jazz
    Gentrified friendly cold swinging like a corpse with a rope around it's neck
    I music could be seen there would be a sign around its neck reading
    "I stopped spinning at 45 revolutions per minute 4 or 3 revolutions ago
    Watered down jazz
    Humming along to a tune that ought to be a funeral march
    Jazz is dead jazz is dead
    Who am I to lament the death of jazz?
    With my falloutboy t-shirt and wannabe rock & roll bad attitude that I got out of a cereal box
    Jazz is dead
    And the elderly people who listened to it
    Are dropping like bloated parasites off the rotten piece of fruit earth that they started the long dig down into
    50 cents a pound of flesh yum yum
    The supermarket with it's tabloids for sale near the register
    And it's pyramid of 6-packs proudly displayed for those of us over 21 years old
    If that store starts playing Smells Like Teen Spirit or My Generation
    For the accountants and the houswives
    the I hope I die of food poisoning from the can of pickled oysters I hold the way a mujahadeen holds a grenade
    Ah the grocery store, grandest invention of modern man killing millions with cigarettes and processed food
    Gun crimes don't hold a candle to this murderous complacency
    Silent gathering place of this not so new world order
    Swat team ordering me to put down the bad bad oysters before I do something I regret
    Regret?!
    You just don't want me to projectile vomit all over you Mr pOliceman
    Unfortunately for you vomiting is what I do
    There is a store every few miles from every house on every street
    Everyone is an employee of some kind of supermarket
    Feeding the economy towards it's inevitable imaginary heart attack
    Well, with the amount of hyper survival provided
    Some good little boys and girls might say "thank god for the supermarket!"
    But I think deep down in their unhungry hearts which sit on glass shelves waiting to be snatched up
    The real thought which is thought
    While leafing through people magazine at the express checkout and eying the candy
    Is
    "Thank supermarket for god!"
    if the worlds gonna end then let's get it over with, i got shit to do

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    well here a corrupyted variation on "where have all the flowers gone?" by pete seeger, I have used it 2 describe my contempt with pop music


    Where have all the rockstars gone?
    An elegy for rock & roll
    Where have all the rockstars gone, long time passing?
    Where have all the rockstars gone, long time ago?
    Where have all the rockstars gone?
    Record Companies and overdoses picked them off one by one
    Oh, when will the radio stations ever learn?
    And where will the youth now turn?

    Where have all the Guitars gone, long time passing?
    Where have all the Guitars gone, long time ago?
    Where have all the Guitars gone?
    Gone for synthesizers everyone
    Nobody needs any skills to hone
    They just need protunes and a microphone

    Where have all the groupies gone, long time passing?
    Where have all the groupies gone, long time ago?
    Where have all the groupies gone?
    Gone for husbands then divorces, one by one
    Responsibility grown with age and the threat of aids
    And it makes me ever so sad

    Where have all the punk rockers gone, long time passing?
    Where have all the punk rockers gone, long time ago?
    Where have all the punk rockers gone?
    Gone for rappers, everyone.
    Gone for the complacency of pop and teenyboppers
    Gone for electronics, every would-be sid and nancy
    Gone for gizmos slick and fancy

    Where have all the records gone, long time passing?
    Where have all the CDs gone, long time ago?
    Where have all the albums gone?
    Gone to bargain bins one by one
    Gone for singles and computers, everyone.

    Where have all the rockstars gone, long time passing?
    Where have all the rockstars gone, long time ago?
    Where have all the rockstars gone?
    Gone for greatest hits compilations one by one
    Record Companies and overdoses picked them off one by one
    Oh, when will the radio stations ever learn?
    And where will the youth now turn?
    if the worlds gonna end then let's get it over with, i got shit to do

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    I fear



    I fear sometime
    That in the years and lifetimes to come
    I will forget
    The feeling of dirt between my toes
    The sound of wind in the tall grass
    The electric clarity of new love
    The taste of fresh bread
    And the warmth of spring rain on my head

    I fear
    That my fingers will slip away from all the hands that I hold near
    That I will never speak a word that matters again after I speak one that does
    And that I might waste my one important word
    That I will give in to the lies
    (There are true american atheists, we believe in money don't we?)

    I fear
    That in 20 year the only thing that will matter to me is making sure I'm well prepared for that day I stop fearing

    But for now
    I am content
    To listen to a voice in the darkness and not be afraid
    if the worlds gonna end then let's get it over with, i got shit to do

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    Orpheus are you still dancing?
    Because if you are then you should continue dancing so you don’t see what we have become with out your music
    There isn’t much left around here
    The houses are all for sale
    The stores closed or unwilling to hire me because they will soon be
    Like the people we are so quick to call ancient heathens some of us are finally seeing how silly our rituals are
    It’s closing time across the western empire
    Last call for chemicals before we lock you in with nothing but yourself and your fantasies
    It’s closing time across the western empire
    The automobiles squeal out of the city just like chariots with burning wheels
    Well I walk around all day looking for something to say
    Coming up with rhymes and imagining crimes that I have yet to commit
    The dust blows across my feet
    Swirling dirty little galaxies
    I like to pretend we’re all gods but don’t know it yet
    I squeeze a piece of fruit in my left hand
    Looking up at the streetlamps lightless and cowering before the sun
    And I think of Orpheus that old Greek flautist
    And how after he saw his love crumble
    He descended back into the underworld
    To play his flute and dance with the dead
    Where the living could not hear

    I think of Orpheus as Apollo burns overhead
    I spit sweet pink pomegranate seeds into the gutter
    And continue walking
    if the worlds gonna end then let's get it over with, i got shit to do

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    Way out past where the highway trickles off
    And the under cooked raw hamburger red desert is bitter
    And you can no longer hear the false breath of semi trucks because the machines have run out of breath
    The real air inhales deeply rattling my teeth
    Is that the sound of death I hear?
    Or some inconsolable animal raging at the mean blue skies
    When winter ends I worry I may have forgotten how to experience warmth
    No, death is not the sound I fear
    For I know that everyone turns to stone first
    They will find me here among shells and petrified cacti
    In a thousand years
    Holding the limestone hand I cut from a one time lover’s arm in my own marble grip
    By then even this place will have given up and turned into the edge of a hard beach
    And I will lie in cracked chunks along the shore line
    They will find me here
    A failed sculpture
    Reaching for the ocean I knew I would one day crumble into
    if the worlds gonna end then let's get it over with, i got shit to do

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    Quote Originally Posted by flaggwalkstheline View Post
    Way out past where the highway trickles off
    And the under cooked raw hamburger red desert is bitter
    And you can no longer hear the false breath of semi trucks because the machines have run out of breath
    The real air inhales deeply rattling my teeth
    Is that the sound of death I hear?
    Or some inconsolable animal raging at the mean blue skies
    When winter ends I worry I may have forgotten how to experience warmth
    No, death is not the sound I fear
    For I know that everyone turns to stone first
    They will find me here among shells and petrified cacti
    In a thousand years
    Holding the limestone hand I cut from a one time lover’s arm in my own marble grip
    By then even this place will have given up and turned into the edge of a hard beach
    And I will lie in cracked chunks along the shore line
    They will find me here
    A failed sculpture
    Reaching for the ocean I knew I would one day crumble into

    Damn man, Damn! This rocks!

    You and Fruno make me so jealous! Great talents!
    “Give me the sense to wonder, to wonder if I'm free."

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    Quote Originally Posted by Jon View Post
    Quote Originally Posted by flaggwalkstheline View Post
    Way out past where the highway trickles off
    And the under cooked raw hamburger red desert is bitter
    And you can no longer hear the false breath of semi trucks because the machines have run out of breath
    The real air inhales deeply rattling my teeth
    Is that the sound of death I hear?
    Or some inconsolable animal raging at the mean blue skies
    When winter ends I worry I may have forgotten how to experience warmth
    No, death is not the sound I fear
    For I know that everyone turns to stone first
    They will find me here among shells and petrified cacti
    In a thousand years
    Holding the limestone hand I cut from a one time lover’s arm in my own marble grip
    By then even this place will have given up and turned into the edge of a hard beach
    And I will lie in cracked chunks along the shore line
    They will find me here
    A failed sculpture
    Reaching for the ocean I knew I would one day crumble into

    Damn man, Damn! This rocks!

    You and Fruno make me so jealous! Great talents!
    glad u like it
    if the worlds gonna end then let's get it over with, i got shit to do

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    We built the fire at sundown from the ashes of the past and ghosts of forgotten flames
    Heaping our burnt lips onto the coals without saying any silver goodbyes
    The fat of our hearts and the flesh of the land
    All of it: fuel
    From the ashes of our futures and from the embers of a fevered tomorrow
    We built the fire at sunset and we built it hot and fast
    Shovel in your first kiss side by side with your last
    Shovel in history and shovel in mystery
    Shovel in sadness and shovel in madness
    All of it: fuel
    We built the fire at dusk as a beacon to signal stars
    We built the fire at sunset because we hoped to return to former brightness
    Then we danced, jumped, snarled and fucked our way through every last crystallized drop of heat
    All of it: fuel
    And when you, me and the sun finally yawn and raise golden arms over the crumpled sheets of the horizon
    We will see the ashes all in a single sad heap, devoid of glory
    And we will remember
    At midnight we burned bright
    if the worlds gonna end then let's get it over with, i got shit to do

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    wow.



    fucking hell, you're good...
    Time spent with cats is never wasted.

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    "And when you, me and the sun finally yawn and raise golden arms over the crumpled sheets of the horizon"

    Love this line...great ending!
    “Give me the sense to wonder, to wonder if I'm free."

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    Quote Originally Posted by AlishaRiley View Post




    wow.



    fucking hell, you're good...

    it's comments like that which my strange little writer's ego lives for
    if the worlds gonna end then let's get it over with, i got shit to do

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    Well, I shall be checking this thread often to have a gander at your work. It really is brilliant - so expect many more ego boosts.
    Time spent with cats is never wasted.

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    Love the new member title, my man. Member titles always interest me.
    “Give me the sense to wonder, to wonder if I'm free."

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    Quote Originally Posted by Jon View Post
    Love the new member title, my man. Member titles always interest me.
    Its a reference to Lucky Number Nine by the moldy peaches
    if the worlds gonna end then let's get it over with, i got shit to do

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    "I left my wood paneling"

    Whatever will they do for a wall covering?
    “Give me the sense to wonder, to wonder if I'm free."

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    The following…

    As I wander through the woods
    (deep and dark and deep and dark and deep and dark goes the primal chant that mother used to sing at bedtime)
    Knuckles freezing
    Fingernails about to shatter
    Waiting to catch a lightning flash on my tongue like a child licking at common snowflakes which I ignore
    A crow snickers at me
    HA HA HA
    For he knows what scheme I am truly cooking
    That crow ought to be tapdancing on asphalt
    He belongs to the city more than me
    Neither me nor my friend the crow should be here in the forest
    (deep and dark and deep and dark and deep and dark goes the primal chant that mother used to sing at bedtime)
    They are only so far ahead of me now
    Figures in black suits carrying my empty coffin above their heads
    I see them
    Branches scraping at my oak lid
    I want to catch up with them
    And tell them to hold on just a minute while I climb in for my long expected rest
    My friend the crow will sit on the lid before the earth is shoveled on it
    Frozen earth wrestled from the mountain
    And relocated to cover up the truth
    (deep and dark and deep and dark and deep and dark goes the primal chant that mother used to sing at bedtime)
    if the worlds gonna end then let's get it over with, i got shit to do

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    oh, that's wonderful.
    To begin with, it vaguely reminds me of robert frost - stopping by woods on a snowy evening, but, of course...it's completely different. It just made me think of it, and that's one of my all time favourite poems.
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    Glad you like it, I wrote it a long time ago and I think the vibe I was trying (n I think succeeded with) was like early 20th century imagist verse gone gothic

    I'm actually going through some of my older writing today so I'll probably post some more pretty soon
    if the worlds gonna end then let's get it over with, i got shit to do

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    and heres one now


    Cannibalized poem # 5

    All my songs are plagiarized
    From men who sing about dead skies and golden thighs

    Kurt Colbain said “throw me In the fire and I won’t throw a fit”
    And the real tragedy is that nobody would do it for him

    I have never loved non-machines
    All my wet dreams are pixilated empty screens
    I share no body heat
    With people who succeed in setting themselves on fire daily
    I don’t even have the nerve
    To slit my own brain

    If you shout one too many times
    Until your voice is ember and ash
    Even that will seem mundane

    All my flowers are dead
    And the aphids are in mourning

    Everything important has been said and not by me

    I ate a rose
    Wanting to force my throat to spew something worthwhile
    But all I got
    Was a Freudian nightmare prophecy last night
    In it: a pink fetus, blob of flesh
    Was passed around in a circle by heavy breathing septuagenarians
    Buzzards caressing it in the worst way
    The old killers put it back in the sleeping young mother to be
    The damage done early
    They chuckled

    That’s enough to get me blacklisted by mothers everywhere

    Every generation of kids
    Wants to outdo their parents
    And give up destroying themselves earlier
    After a valiant attempt at oblivion and the creation of a few wild eyed martyrs


    The rose I tried to swallow had it’s thorns removed by someone whoe cares

    Those kids, before they start
    Denying they’ll give up
    But well before the ruinous seeds are planted
    Are told how big and cruel the world is

    But actually childhood is much more blatantly nasty
    Mountainous walls of unattainable candy
    You get beaten up for lunch money and you NEED those grades
    Remind me why again?
    Because for me
    Now that I’m over the cavity mountains
    All I see is flatland
    And
    Circling
    Buzzards

    And that last doozy of a drop
    Into the gulf

    A bubble existence filled with reflections
    I’m not strong enough to smash the glass

    I lust for disease
    Contaminate me please
    Kick my teeth in for a forced clown smile

    I can’t BE
    Not in my grandfathers’ suit and tie eventually die, teach your children well, real men don’t cry world

    So I’m begging you to rape my heart even though it might freeze off you tits
    ‘cause I’m afraid I’ll survive another one of these fits

    All I want is for someone to look at
    Without feeling
    That I’m on the wrong side of a moat at the zoo
    And that I’m scribbling on the wall of a cave
    if the worlds gonna end then let's get it over with, i got shit to do

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    That last one is friggin' brilliant!!!


    I love this line from the previous poem; "Knuckles freezing
    Fingernails about to shatter"
    “Give me the sense to wonder, to wonder if I'm free."

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