Old 05-31-2014, 12:47 AM   #1
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Dark Voices

We've all got 'em and I didn't see a place for them to babble.


Little Voice

It won't, it just--won't
Go away,
And I fear I may
Before it settles in
To stay.
Settling in to rust,
Eat at my frame
As I crumble to
Dust, so dry and
Drab and grey.
In shame I thrust
All thought of it
Away.
But oh! How it lingers,
How it lingers so near.
Someday I trust,
It will speak quite clear
And then I'll leave, my
Love, without hope,
To care or cry
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Old 05-31-2014, 01:19 AM   #2
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Over there
ha fooled you,
Made you look you dirty chook

cooked as shadows bound
L
E
A
P

in peripherals,
it's day and they play
as Rorschach blots
black ink on sunlit street

titters unfettered look
like it might
be another
another brother to the other
Made smothered by some
insane cry

See it crawl as slow as Tennessee draaaaawwll
and y'all know that it ain't an Aussie voice
when it's doin that shit.

fuck this
this fuck
and why the fuck
little goblin
Over there see it..

hear it whisper those words
sleep man for gods sake
but you can't coz you're baked
slaked that little need
that pricks and bleeds

what was that
who's there
why are you talking to you
about me in this when
under the cover of day that's shaded
by blinking blotted bottled bullshit......

Fuck I need
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Old 05-31-2014, 11:21 AM   #3
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Take
just a little bit
Only
what you need

I
take it
back
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Old 05-31-2014, 11:22 AM   #4
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Into the frost and snow
let me go, let me go
I want to be clean and pure again
Dressed in white one last time

Cold I've come to know so well
Old friends we have become
I feel its touch as a lover's embrace
And lay down with it
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Old 05-31-2014, 11:30 AM   #5
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Dreams

We all got dreams baby
We ALL--got dreams
Day dreams
Night dreams
Life dreams, and
Waking nightmares
That leave you so beyond scared
That fear, simple fear
Is something we crave
Like a grave
Or cleansing fire
To send our soul
To pay its final toll

Still we dream
It's all we got
Beyond what we have not
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Old 05-31-2014, 12:00 PM   #6
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Unlovely

She was a black hole
Into which beauty fell and
All light, desire, wanting
Was sucked in after

I miss her still
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Old 05-31-2014, 04:20 PM   #7
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The room spins,
faster and faster,
like the revolving
wheels they always had
at the playground
when we were kids.

Unlike childhood memories,
a simple bout of
bobbing and weaving while
walking afterwards,
maybe a little churning of
stomach and losing of
lunch, the room is just
the latest vertigo to
work through.

Surprising how easily being
off balance becomes as you
get older.
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I remember spinning
faster, faster, faster
light frame lifted
small but strong hands
holding on tightly
breathing in clarity
while surrounded by
laughter
I thought of letting go
flying free
wondered how high
how far
I'd sail
A gasp brought me
back down and
slammed me back
into reality.

I should have
let go
It would have hurt
less
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Old 06-02-2014, 03:44 PM   #9
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Unused Potential

The phrase
She/he has such potential
Makes name cringe

It's said with such hope
And expectation of the young
But at some point

Has becomes had
And is said with such
Sadness and disappointment

As if the speaker's thoughts
Of what might be
Or could have been

Carry more import
Than the actual life
Of the person in question
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Old 06-02-2014, 03:56 PM   #10
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Very well written I feel the same way about all the pc words for me.
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Old 06-02-2014, 10:40 PM   #11
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Want

Nothing else to be done
Nothing that can't be done without me
Probably better
Surely

Surely
I'm not sure of anything
Not a single one
It's frightening really

I wanted to know so much
I wanted to know so many
I wanted
I want

Surely I want something
Everybody wants something
I think now, that I only want
To know what I want
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Old 06-02-2014, 10:47 PM   #12
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Want

Nothing else to be done
Nothing that can't be done without me
Probably better
Surely

Surely
I'm not sure of anything
Not a single one
It's frightening really

I wanted to know so much
I wanted to know so many
I wanted
I want

Surely I want something
Everybody wants something
I think now, that I only want
To know what I want
you are screaming in the void, however, you are screaming with a void. Risky. Nothing tangible.
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Old 06-03-2014, 11:26 AM   #13
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that may have been a little harsh. you are serving what is almost a null set. this poem functions better as a song lyric, were music is in the foreground.
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that may have been a little harsh. you are serving what is almost a null set. this poem functions better as a song lyric, were music is in the foreground.
I think you're right. I chopped the first stanza as it was total crap. I may play with this to music see if there's a little more, maybe move it the metal head thread. Thanks for your thoughts.
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Old 06-03-2014, 11:42 AM   #15
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When you say I am not sure of anything, are you addressing the world?
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When you say I am not sure of anything, are you addressing the world?
No, when I wrote it years ago it was about a loss of self. Not sure where exactly I'll take it now
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Old 06-03-2014, 04:55 PM   #18
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Prophet of Loss

I dreamed you
before you came
to be

In my minds eye
for all but
me to see

Visage so plain
it was
stark beauty

Capturing
my lung's breath
and heart's beat

You slipped in
and stole
my dreams
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Old 06-07-2014, 05:38 PM   #19
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Razors Pain You

Drip spat, drip spat
A red Rorschach
Forming
In front of me
I wonder

What will I see
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Old 06-11-2014, 04:51 AM   #20
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Shut up Celine, kindly shut the fuck up.
I'm remembering, remembering why I hate
That fucking song. Why I never listen to it
Or the background voices that tag along.
Why I always stop the muse-ick, step away
From the blank page and burn the damn book
It's there now though and I don't know
That I can do it this time and oh fuck
I can feel my chest locking down and my
Jaw going tight and my fingers they itch
They itch for a pen and a steering wheel
An open road that leads into the unknown
The more my ribcage contracts the more
My mind expands from a street view to
A satellite picture, it's beyond aerial it's
Galactic, inner space and outer space
Combine and separate focus shifting from
Micro to macro and I stand here reeling
A thousand frames a second and I just
Want that fucking song to stop playing
I want to get out of the time stream and
Back to reality, back to the here and now
But it's too late, baby it's too late though
I really did try to make it, something inside
Well that's where the trouble lies, inside
Behind the storm doors that I usually keep
Locked down like a prison during a riot
And it is a riot, only the warden's losing
Control and the imprisoned memories
Are beating the guards to a bloody pulp
And I'm trapped, a silent witness to the
Bloodshed as gears are slowly stripped
Gates whining in protest at the press
For release for freedom just out of reach
And gods how I want to run screaming
With/from them, picking up whatever
Comes to hand to tear the fucking
Place down on the way out
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"they itch for a pen and a steering wheel"
I like that much, and the placement.
but that damn road never
goes far enough
~a gravel road passing
the enemy of memories.
nevermind, the red winged
blackbird, bitchin from the wire,
the old lady hanging up wash,
and that same damn sky,
canary blue without a song.
chase on
race on
til you find a highway
you've never know.
it will lead to a storm
far beyond the blue silence
and somewhere in it
among the dust and destruction
lies an answer.
do not fear it
and don't look back
foot off the pedal
windows down
just take the ride
and the pen
will be there
waiting

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Pen and paper wait for no man
They whisper to the four winds
Spreading their words
For all to hear

It is the brave and the strange
Who hearing their sylphic call
Answer unwary of the danger
To mind, heart and soul

Following, nay, questing after
The next word, the next line
Heedless of the madness
The quest invokes

They scurry after the will o the wisp
Tarrying in dangerous terrains
Following roads that lead to mires
And eddy about dark place

While some may brace to
Break their thrall
Evermore, evermore do
They feel the call
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Old 06-13-2014, 02:11 AM   #23
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His voice cut a hacksaw
blade through my veins
gravel dragged from a tip tray
the low rumble of thunder
clouds the fear that strikes
a wheat farmers heart when crops
may be crushed by the stuff they
have been yearning for through summer

the grey gloom cast as his shadow loomed
the ominous eclipse of light
feel like a Mayan must have felt
before crazy blood letting sacrifice

to want to be dust
to be blown
into the stratosphere
away from him and here
all I can do is cower
play turtle

pray that I can walk
when he has finished
crushing me in the gravel
of his throat
and the steel in his boot
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Old 06-13-2014, 02:35 AM   #24
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I walked the mean streets of the city at night
Stood in the face of gun and knife
Never once did I fear for my life

Until there was was you

Now I see death everywhere
While you run about nary a care
So to Hades I've laid a dare

You'll have to take me too
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Old 06-13-2014, 02:52 AM   #25
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I survived
funny thing to say about
what should have been child hood

growing into adolescence
with this churn of addiction
a rage flame fanned by
praise for the ability to inflict pain


I didnt walk the mean streets
I drank it down
crushed asphalt cigarettes and syringes
force fed
in the ring gloves on tears streaming
fight for your affection boy
the loser is outside for the night
and the winner
is showered in love and praise
goaded into deriding the loser
it was all about the fight

dragged through glass shards
a patch work quilt of scars
cut, beaten bloody but never beaten

then when I came of age
I was the mean streets
the glass in face, and barstool swinger
a harbringer of hospital visits and
blood stained pavements

dance a dance of violent destruction
there were no sparring with words
merely an off hand gesture
could call on a wrath
my mantra

one of us is going to hospital cunt
I hope you understand the gravity of this situation
because the only time I felt
anything but empty
was when I was full of the mean streets
and driving people into gutter biting
head stomps
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