If I start a poetry thread will anyone else post here? Its kind of like awesome, since copyright law says all you gotta do is put your works in tangible form (written down, basically). That's just in case you're worried about being ripped off. I wouldn't worry about it though. Rip offs can never pull it off. Ain't that something?

So anyways, here's a little one.. just because

Donkeys Donkeys everywhere
Donkeys Donkeys without a care
Donkeys Donkeys Good For Nothin Donkeys

Okay Here's Another

There it is
what does it do
spreads it's "self thing-a-muh-jig"
to get em talking
instead of
creating something
or doing something
dumbass donkey
everyone can see
your desparity.

spread it all around
you got nothin on me
or my music, words, poetry
sad sadder saddest
holy shit this is not a fucking test

get them away from me
smelly stinky donkey zombies
mouths open wide
"please talk about me"
droopy drooling wannabe

what is it you want to be, donkey?
get the fuck away from me

fire in belly

there's more smoke than fire
and whose fault is that
i sure did not do it
i didn't pull your lungs out
you lost your edge
that's you all the way through
i remember the fire in your belly
when you spoke, i can see
the torture my face got when you lick me clean
could slash me down to my feet
used to annoy me endlessly when it was burning
but now, i feel my stomach churning
come come down on me
burn me down like the sun
i'll take your cruelty
come on, i'll be your man
clock says you're getting old
you're aging as we speak
such a sad fact of life
yesterday, you were just a little simmer
a little simmer in the boil
now, you're a cloud formation
come come down on me
burn me down like the sun
i'll take your cruelty
come on, i'll be your man



cat's eye

cat's eye
they haunt me
they taunt me
with marbles in their palms
shiny, blue and holy
can you hear me
i don't want to be heard
i'll get over this
sooner or later
i will roll
cat's eye
you mesmerize
when i'm this deep
when i'm asleep
they call me
when i look back
they've all fleshed out their plans
cool, lucky and blessed
can you talk
i don't want to talk
i'm not a girl
i'm in my world
cat's eye
you mesmerize
when i'm this frozen
when the snow is
burying me in my sleep
cordelia, come talk to me
i painted you in blue and black
tell me, you don't deserve that
and i'll paint you in severe red
paint you alive, paint you dead
cordelia, come tell me what
what you meant by loves a lot
is that alert in you eyes
or are you cooking up a fight
don't tilt your head like that
cordelia, you terrify me so
i might just start peeling my skin again
beneath my feet and across my soul
cat's eye
you mesmerize
when i'm this deep
when i'm asleep
they call me
when i look back
they've all fleshed out their plans

He walks with donkey
There upon the stage
Its a Body Language speaking THING
With a gracelss, aging, sad, pathetic face
Buy a ticket
See the show
You wouldn't want to know what I know

Walks it like a donkey
like a good donkey should
Nobody sees
Supply in demand
Who's wearing the pants
In that kind of family?

There you have it.
A business....
in which
they'll never get their hands on me
surely can't get their shit for free
but they try
oh how they try.

Who's playing who
up there on that page
They've got cameras
and I sure as shit don't need
that kind of stage

They are coming for me
Hollywood better back the fuck off
Cos I'm about this close
To being so far
so far away from
away from all of them.

I miss my friends.

All that trembling...
where do you think its stems from?
So sue me for being a nobody.
I fucking like it that way.

hey, hey.

I need some conversation via poetry. I'm, like, starving for someone to "talk" to.

What’s on your mind sweetmeat?

"sweetmeat" - i like that

PUPPETEER

look at us
are you serious?
does it get any better than this?
i'm like, totally serious.

...return to normalcy
what is that?
beds have been made
all over the place
in this aforementioned reality.

what's up with that
who is in charge
wrinkled suits at large?
i'm asking God
because i wanna know
the price being paid
for that kind of show
it's coming out of
my empty pockets
those empty hands
does everyone get one
to deliver to the trash can


my face is beat red
for no good reason
but believe me i've tried
i try
to find a worthy explanation

just always brings me back
to where i was
....sick of
being sick of it.



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NEEP

good morning you silly bitch
somethin you haven't said
but could get away with

my live in-
in person boyfriend
same now as it was then
and then and then and then
rare smile
gives me a thrill
thawed ourselves out
while standing still

i love you today
and i miss your couch
just like it is
just like it always was.

i feel so bone tired
i ache from end to end
i feel so bone tired
i wish that i was dead
my whole life is in tatters
and i am on the brink
i wanna fall and shatter
break and burn my wings
and i am falling down
while you keep flying high
past above my eyeline
and i can't even see you
anymore
nothing here can turn me
into what i was before
not that it would be better
hell, i'll be hell once more
but anyway, i am running careless
don't care about a crash
a blood curdling collision
is all i wanna have
i feel so bone tired
i ache from end to end
i feel so bone tired
i wish that i was dead