at me
and I’ll try to write something using them.
Something I’m trying since I’m posting less of my writing because I’m being more selective as I want to keep some ‘exclusive’ for potential publishing in the future.
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disintegrating
I am disintegrating
almost ready
to sink this ship
Trying to anchor myself
for the sake of others
As the despair sets in
it’s not that I want to die
but that I wish I could turn back time
and never have been born
then dying wouldn’t need to be done
and my corpse that will contaminate this world
would never have to become poison
It’s funny
It’s funny isn’t it that people say they understand or can empathise with you.
Funny because I don’t understand myself so how the fuck can you?
Agony: Poetry 4 for NaPoWriMo
The tears make bokeh of the headlights
Careening around this corner
This is the only time we felt alive
Our skeletons waiting to discard this flesh
And death didn’t half look dashin’
The way he danced and took our breath
And when your lips fall from their hinges
In shock and agony
When the anguish rolls across your face
And your lungs expand with empty space
Know this was the ferocity
That pulled us to our knees
And we were only ever sorry
We couldn’t make it to the other side
Of the storm
A poem about and owl and a cat….
The owl and the Pussy Cat by Edward Lear
Sometimes I struggle reading other peoples poetry because they’re often full of metaphors only known to the writer.
I can write my own metaphors for things till I’m blue in the face, but understanding other peoples metaphors? That’s a struggle and is one of the reasons why I don’t really tend to read poetry books.
But this is a silly poem and no real metaphor, as far as I can tell can be found. It’s just a simple silly, unrealistic poem.
Writing letters
Writing letters with blades
Addressed to you
My madness
Take these veins
And wrap them around my sadness
I am host
To all of these dragons
Waging war on this brain
My island
Irony
The more you resist the more it sticks
The more you distract
The more it comes back
Try to let go
The more you hold
Try to stop thinking
The more you think
I think I’ve found the meaning of life
It’s irony
Alien takeover 2
They’re back…
Hel…….
Greetings Earthlings!
This is an announcement from planet Mammaroon.
Today’s message is short and sweet.
Wanting to be heroes is your biggest downfall.
Mammaroon ministries preaching the truth.
MAMMAROON MINISTRIES PREACHING TRUTH SINCE BE (BEFORE EARTH) AND AE (AFTER EARTH) INTO THE BEYOND. ©
Alien take over
Hello, fellow followers, I’m… Currently in deep sh….
Shit… They’re here…
Fuck….
Ahhhhhhhhhhh
Hel….
Greetings Earthlings!
This is an announcement from planet Mammaroon.
Language is the matrix to which you are all plugged in.
It is not just in the media you choose to feast upon, it is in the very language you speak.
Every utterance of every word is power and words work via nature to nurture.
It is not so much as ‘language is unnatural’ but that the nature of language can change you.
You can come up with all the theories you like about reality itself.
But never, EVER assume you have escaped the matrix.
For language is the creator of the matrix you are in.
Do you believe you have the utter truth? Do you believe you’ve ‘unplugged’ from the matrix and you see the world for what it is?
How can that be so, unless you are silent?
How can that be so, unless you are silent of thought?
To unplug from the matrix you need to remove language so that there is nothing to frame reality in.
Once you put a frame on it, it’s only a reflection of your mind and thus becomes art and nothing more and nothing less.
Mammaroon ministries preaching the truth.
Mammaroon ministries preaching truth since BE (before earth) and AE (After earth) into the beyond. ©
