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“Good Nights Await: fires in countless rooms”
Because of the drugs
I’ve hardly been able to write
anything in depth
Only bed in this room
and Spiral walks in and says
“This hospital is Cliftonfield shed.”
I’m surprised all the smoke
hasn’t collapsed my lung again
I remember the firefighter who
brung me out
because it was stuntman Glen
That plate of lasagne isn’t
what I’m going to touch again
I woke up after hearing the screaming
beforehand was in the arcade
with Ryan
and him asking if I wanted to pick
up a gun and play
I said another time, crisis
Fire near my window
and smoke coming from under the door
before it swung open
and I started to hear sirens
Looked around at all my little boxes
those memories, like Lawrence’s sofa
How do I remember if I’ve
done this before?
Voice out in the corridor shouted
“Don’t you remember the minor
injuries of you and me?!”
Grabbed the printed-screen page of Brian’s Facebook: that saying Ricky had never been a writer, and was I ever?
What does happen when Bedrid Bickkury
comes and visits on the fourth time?
Somewhere in the scrolls
it’s mentioned that I sunk my teeth
into your cheek
and ate your ass
I’ve apologised several times in the past
Suppose I shouldn’t let people
know in words how awful we are
Doctors keeping saying there isn’t one
but by now
should have turned off the smoke alarms
Couldn’t see through the fog, but heard
“In Northampton, he’s now moved down in rank.
Whoever Anna Grin is, she can’t get with me, in NN1. You see, at Hervey Close, I would there have been in section 3.”
“Good Nights Await: fires in countless rooms”
Because of the drugs
I’ve hardly been able to write
anything in depth
Only bed in this room
and Spiral walks in and says
“This hospital is Cliftonfield shed.”
I’m surprised all the smoke
hasn’t collapsed my lung again
I remember the firefighter who
brung me out
because it was stuntman Glen
That plate of lasagne isn’t
what I’m going to touch again
I woke up after hearing the screaming
beforehand was in the arcade
with Ryan
and him asking if I wanted to pick
up a gun and play
I said another time, crisis
Fire near my window
and smoke coming from under the door
before it swung open
and I started to hear sirens
Looked around at all my little boxes
those memories, like Lawrence’s sofa
How do I remember if I’ve
done this before?
Voice out in the corridor shouted
“Don’t you remember the minor
injuries of you and me?!”
Grabbed the printed-screen page of Brian’s Facebook: that saying Ricky had never been a writer, and was I ever?
What does happen when Bedrid Bickkury
comes and visits on the fourth time?
Somewhere in the scrolls
it’s mentioned that I sunk my teeth
into your cheek
and ate your ass
I’ve apologised several times in the past
Suppose I shouldn’t let people
know in words how awful we are
Doctors keeping saying there isn’t one
but by now
should have turned off the smoke alarms
Couldn’t see through the fog, but heard
“In Northampton, he’s now moved down in rank.
Whoever Anna Grin is, she can’t get with me, in NN1. You see, at Hervey Close, I would there have been in section 3.”
Anonymous
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“Good Nights Await: fires in countless rooms, part 2”
“God knows why he didn’t turn up, he must be have got stuck at his drug rehabilitation centre. You know, Agent F? Mindless thugs, are those rioters not behaving yet.”
“Yeah, he’s probably still out there drinking, and to a pint glass, doesn’t say depart over. He calls it peer pressure, as he plays a game, and isn’t a very good dart thrower.”
“I do imagine cutting him down with my words, but in reality, my voice always breaks and I am humiliated again.”
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^ If someone wants to type up the rest they’re more than welcome to, I can’t be bothered lol
“Good Nights Await: fires in countless rooms, part 2”
“God knows why he didn’t turn up, he must be have got stuck at his drug rehabilitation centre. You know, Agent F? Mindless thugs, are those rioters not behaving yet.”
“Yeah, he’s probably still out there drinking, and to a pint glass, doesn’t say depart over. He calls it peer pressure, as he plays a game, and isn’t a very good dart thrower.”
“I do imagine cutting him down with my words, but in reality, my voice always breaks and I am humiliated again.”
~~~
^ If someone wants to type up the rest they’re more than welcome to, I can’t be bothered lol
Anonymous
#spoiler alert
Picture is drawn, with my face in it.
Wrote one long ass paragraph, while being stoned. Now to go back and attack what I wrote, when I’m not high.
How many times I had this on repeat - you’ll no doubt find it somewhere.
And this spoiler alert isn’t for DU lol.
Phantom2426
Francisco J Vera
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Having a great night. Wrote two new poems "4th of July: Doogie Style, Family Survival." Everyone have a great night or day and do something crazy for yourselves.
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“Jigsaw, remake”
Still quitting if my brother
makes it a reality
like he says I’m now home
from stealing the first ever made
five pound note
Never drew him a Knight Rider car
so now says my writing is wack
plus my girlfriend isn’t suffering with it
but he is with Stockholm Syndrome
It’s a laugh John Kramer
not only do I wish for you to put him in a trap
but let’s attack
all those that think
my legacy will be trying to get
famous of Eminem’s name
If only he knew about this path
I’d give over every cell and never turn back
Wouldn’t they want to meet
this weak person with a strong past?
Doesn’t matter which way it’s wrote
so I’ll always catch her with a test
“Let your game begin!” says the doll
Don’t want me around now?
I’m talking to you
Don’t over-hear the surround sound
because it’s shouting
“Hilarious going for Ricky’s throat
like he mentioned rhyming more than two words
and without skill doing it ever
so they’re just a silly ho
like I’m talking you man
taking that pill, stupid bitch extra”
“Jigsaw, remake”
Still quitting if my brother
makes it a reality
like he says I’m now home
from stealing the first ever made
five pound note
Never drew him a Knight Rider car
so now says my writing is wack
plus my girlfriend isn’t suffering with it
but he is with Stockholm Syndrome
It’s a laugh John Kramer
not only do I wish for you to put him in a trap
but let’s attack
all those that think
my legacy will be trying to get
famous of Eminem’s name
If only he knew about this path
I’d give over every cell and never turn back
Wouldn’t they want to meet
this weak person with a strong past?
Doesn’t matter which way it’s wrote
so I’ll always catch her with a test
“Let your game begin!” says the doll
Don’t want me around now?
I’m talking to you
Don’t over-hear the surround sound
because it’s shouting
“Hilarious going for Ricky’s throat
like he mentioned rhyming more than two words
and without skill doing it ever
so they’re just a silly ho
like I’m talking you man
taking that pill, stupid bitch extra”
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Ahavati
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dustyJournals said:I really get a kick out of reading people’s comments. Hypocrites.
I’ll give anyone’s response a 10/10 though, with it being a swing over my head.
I’m bound to get the hate, not giving some people the attention they think they deserve.
I will not reading list every poem, like or comment every one. I’m not fake like that.
Why do you waste such creative energy on reading comments or judging people's actions when it could be used constructively on your gift of drawing?
I’ll give anyone’s response a 10/10 though, with it being a swing over my head.
I’m bound to get the hate, not giving some people the attention they think they deserve.
I will not reading list every poem, like or comment every one. I’m not fake like that.
Why do you waste such creative energy on reading comments or judging people's actions when it could be used constructively on your gift of drawing?