Word Vomit
Poetry Contest Description
Bitch, rant, word vomit, or be eloquent if you like, I Don't Care.
Post your anything and everything here.
You overcame your maximum 2 per 8 hour limit? Post it here!
Perhaps another place to put your works.
Advertise (Slimy announcer voice guy)
That's it, let it all out. You'll feel better after.
Not important; I'm ready to kick this thing off.
(I feel like I need a shower after that)
You overcame your maximum 2 per 8 hour limit? Post it here!
Perhaps another place to put your works.
Advertise (Slimy announcer voice guy)
That's it, let it all out. You'll feel better after.
Not important; I'm ready to kick this thing off.
(I feel like I need a shower after that)
Word vomit, with a side of rant, works as such: I'm bored, and I want to bitch at something. So, now I can yell at my t.v. while I type this shit. I'm pissed off and I don't know why. Maybe it is the damn slipped disk in my upper back. Though I won't go to the doctor because I'm not about to jump on that opiate train again.
I'm not sure if anyone else feels the need to rant like I do, but I find it quite soothing.
I'm not sure if anyone else feels the need to rant like I do, but I find it quite soothing.
BARFED OUT BEAUTY AND VOMIT UPON IT
You don't want to talk to me
I don't want to talk to you
and you make me sick by making me think of you
I hate you for just wanting to be with you
I'm sick of you for insisting on existing
in persistence of nothing that ever was true
between me and you when you always knew
I was the one who loved you...
And you said you (something) too
I don't remember if you knew
that you remember loving me too
well here's a scarfed down version of a wannabe sonnet
spewed out to you with barfed out vomit upon it
You don't want to talk to me
I don't want to talk to you
and you make me sick by making me think of you
I hate you for just wanting to be with you
I'm sick of you for insisting on existing
in persistence of nothing that ever was true
between me and you when you always knew
I was the one who loved you...
And you said you (something) too
I don't remember if you knew
that you remember loving me too
well here's a scarfed down version of a wannabe sonnet
spewed out to you with barfed out vomit upon it
Classically Regurgitory In One's Action ,
Properly Placed Puke At The Dining Room Table
Between The Soup And Tea Spoon ,
For Easy Access When Necessary ;
Butler Bated Breath Babbling Barfed Bellyfull
Royally Retched Randomly Rotating Round Repeatedly Repelling
Most Mannerly Magnificent Maelstroms Marginally Missing Marks
While Wiley Wanton Women , Wassailed Wastefully , Watching
Properly Placed Puke At The Dining Room Table
Between The Soup And Tea Spoon ,
For Easy Access When Necessary ;
Butler Bated Breath Babbling Barfed Bellyfull
Royally Retched Randomly Rotating Round Repeatedly Repelling
Most Mannerly Magnificent Maelstroms Marginally Missing Marks
While Wiley Wanton Women , Wassailed Wastefully , Watching
Oh yeah, I'm here to let you all in on my know fact that:
this is one of the (best, there are a few other) places where,
I may write and have a group of others from the ordinary,
say something out of the ordinary; not a advertised thought:
Post Meridian me if you want something a bit extraordinary, oohhh!!
That is not what I'm all about here though, out of the ordinary,
I'm just trying to make this place just short of supercalifragilistic.
Exponentially, a doseic. Just as I think through words as thoughtfully.
I hope that some thing makes you glee as elegantly...
this is one of the (best, there are a few other) places where,
I may write and have a group of others from the ordinary,
say something out of the ordinary; not a advertised thought:
Post Meridian me if you want something a bit extraordinary, oohhh!!
That is not what I'm all about here though, out of the ordinary,
I'm just trying to make this place just short of supercalifragilistic.
Exponentially, a doseic. Just as I think through words as thoughtfully.
I hope that some thing makes you glee as elegantly...
CALLING ALL MODERATORS (Yes I'm yelling)!! I mainly posted this (as an attempt) to make a place where people can post. The forum needs a 'Post' bit. I think that this site could be more active if there were a place that we could 'word vomit' other than in the 'Competitions' section.
I'm going to yell again -cover your ears- PLEASE MAKE THE FORUMS ACCESSIBLE! FORUMS, NOT COMPETITIONS.
Just a suggestion. I tried to make my voice heard (as per the yelling). I think some sort of forum submit option (and categories) might make this even more active.
I do acknowledge that this is forum activity...
...hurl...
Well I just had to say, that many probably shy away from the idea of 'Competition.'
Just my 2 Obols.
The Only,
Me
I'm going to yell again -cover your ears- PLEASE MAKE THE FORUMS ACCESSIBLE! FORUMS, NOT COMPETITIONS.
Just a suggestion. I tried to make my voice heard (as per the yelling). I think some sort of forum submit option (and categories) might make this even more active.
I do acknowledge that this is forum activity...
...hurl...
Well I just had to say, that many probably shy away from the idea of 'Competition.'
Just my 2 Obols.
The Only,
Me
"Not What You Think"
Perhaps I truly do not understand. I attempt to be but an observer, a fly on the wall if you prefer.
I really don’t like that reference though, I would rather be a rock in the garden, or a speck of dust floating by. I’m going to go with speck of dust floating.
So again, I attempt to be the floating speck of dust drifting about, and observe. Sometimes wearing a grin, others a look of wide eyed, ‘Oh damn I can’t believe you just did that.’
However, most of the time I gaze upon my eccentrically colored pale yellowish walls thinking to myself, why? Whys scattered about within the this, thats and whys of others.
To tell the truth, that questionable void of identity colored wall is not my only focus; the passenger seat of my also ridiculously colored green tattered leather love seat’s passenger compartment (obviously not where I’m sitting) receives some attention too.
Whichever uninspiring gaze that I have chosen for the moment, I likely am in a contemplative state.
Usually I realize the unpleasantries of wall or seat, and revert back to my calming black keyboard with nice little white symbols all throughout.
In these deep gazes, where I am wondering about what my next few words are going to be, what to say on the phone, or just good old Plato style wondering, I come across some hopefully enlightening, or entertaining shit things to say.
Perhaps I truly do not understand. I attempt to be but an observer, a fly on the wall if you prefer.
I really don’t like that reference though, I would rather be a rock in the garden, or a speck of dust floating by. I’m going to go with speck of dust floating.
So again, I attempt to be the floating speck of dust drifting about, and observe. Sometimes wearing a grin, others a look of wide eyed, ‘Oh damn I can’t believe you just did that.’
However, most of the time I gaze upon my eccentrically colored pale yellowish walls thinking to myself, why? Whys scattered about within the this, thats and whys of others.
To tell the truth, that questionable void of identity colored wall is not my only focus; the passenger seat of my also ridiculously colored green tattered leather love seat’s passenger compartment (obviously not where I’m sitting) receives some attention too.
Whichever uninspiring gaze that I have chosen for the moment, I likely am in a contemplative state.
Usually I realize the unpleasantries of wall or seat, and revert back to my calming black keyboard with nice little white symbols all throughout.
In these deep gazes, where I am wondering about what my next few words are going to be, what to say on the phone, or just good old Plato style wondering, I come across some hopefully enlightening, or entertaining shit things to say.
Free Fall {reinvented
{5-9-2018}
pacing
picking up speed
hazy
far oh so far
no no nothing
spinning blurring
out of control
intruders invading
desperately seeking escape
falling shaking
sweating
so fucking cold
pacing hiding
emotionally bankrupt
punishing punishment
anxious
wringing icy hands
falling
throat like sand
breathless
backing away
agonizing pain
gasping grasping
spirits bleeding
pacing sniffling
blending falling
confusion
nerves are vibrating
gaze glazed locked in daze
sneering insults
screaming pacing
laughing falling
wailing
sanity lost
control is being hijacked
confusion
abandoned
promises broken
swimming in pools of nothingness
spaced out
lost hopeless
helpless
mind has finally gone
madness violence
shifting switching
careening
oh what fun
falling
falling
falling
me👣
pacing
picking up speed
hazy
far oh so far
no no nothing
spinning blurring
out of control
intruders invading
desperately seeking escape
falling shaking
sweating
so fucking cold
pacing hiding
emotionally bankrupt
punishing punishment
anxious
wringing icy hands
falling
throat like sand
breathless
backing away
agonizing pain
gasping grasping
spirits bleeding
pacing sniffling
blending falling
confusion
nerves are vibrating
gaze glazed locked in daze
sneering insults
screaming pacing
laughing falling
wailing
sanity lost
control is being hijacked
confusion
abandoned
promises broken
swimming in pools of nothingness
spaced out
lost hopeless
helpless
mind has finally gone
madness violence
shifting switching
careening
oh what fun
falling
falling
falling
me👣
Written by SURVIVOR
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Hey Me, now that sounds odd yet nothing new talking to myself lol...
When this was wrote I just posted in typical paragraphs then I came across Word Vomit and thought hmmm...
Revised and updated to throw it out there. Thanx for spin of inspiration, it was a bit of fun most needed
Much Respect,
Survivor 🍒
When this was wrote I just posted in typical paragraphs then I came across Word Vomit and thought hmmm...
Revised and updated to throw it out there. Thanx for spin of inspiration, it was a bit of fun most needed
Much Respect,
Survivor 🍒
