Submissions by AktNorm9

POEMS AND SHORT STORIES

Poet Introduction

MY PERSONAL QUOTE- "LIFE IS ONLY NORMAL WHEN IT'S CRAZY!"

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STORY POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2013 6:04am

My Country's  Killing Me (my country tis of thee remix)

My country may endanger me,

Sweaty musk of child slavery,

And swarming fleas that sting.

The laughter of my allies,

stolen land of the native tribes

From every mass weapon testing site

Let freedom come from a king.......
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STORY POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2013 4:32am

Dreams

Dreams were once just an event that occasionally entertained my sleeping mind....

A story of this and that unscripted, with no known direction.

Now dreams are a more intimate picture of my inner self....

Senses allow my even deeper connection of intuition...

Truth within the denial of your most extravagant lies....

After you awake from a dream, your ability to recall can become the irritating....

The more thought put into the dream reviewed causes intriguing discoveries.  

Interpreting a dream can bring unwanted endings, and...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Oct 2013 6:31am

Buttons and Switches, and One Word Instructions.......

Push, Pull, Enter, Exit, On, Off,

Squirt, draw, register, out, one, got......

Flashes of the images,

Sounds of the ride,

I am the only witness to these egos inside,

Among their violent laughter

which can hide my silent screams,

Whose realism is coming from inside my dreams,

Within myself they are made to Hide,

Seek if you want to get in the line

A wait that is well worth waiting,

My Patience is just now fading

The taste i am still tasting

Ease this absence,...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
19th Aug 2013 9:59am

Where'd The Dope Hoes Go?

Where did all the dope hoes go? It only occurred to me a minute ago, I haven't seen them anywhere though. That's really odd, you know? They will do anything for a little dope to blow. Come here little skinny dope hoe! Time for you to choke and you will get some good dope. Duh! I know! They are dancing at the club on the pole. Grinding and tricking some pervert John Doe. And what do you know, these bitches break the mold.  
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Jun 2013 7:40am

Reflections......

I strive for much,
Yet, I walk with this crutch.

Each day I live in pain,
As my cloud proceeds with it's daily rain.

I yearn for his touch.
Has he ever heard of such?

While I look for a vein,
I hear water dripping down the drain.

My arm, I do clutch.
I'm ready, so come hit me up.

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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
8th Nov 2012 3:28pm

Journal #1

I think I'm losing my mind. I constantly have these fears. Always have, but they are getting worse. The future is so surprising and not knowing what's going to happen tomorrow creeps me out. I just have to be prepared for everything. I am scared of natural disasters, the end of the world, loss of a loved one, my own death etc. Am I crazy to be worried about things no one can control? I just can't even hardly stand to be out of my home. I do not watch the news anymore and haven't for some time. I have these vivid dreams sometimes I will dream everynight for a week. I wake up to tell my...
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Nov 2012 4:38am

spent

My arm is aching; then there is no mistaking, Give me mine cause I'm tired of waiting. A cough followed with some shaking, now a week long binge I will be taking. I love it and I'm hating it. What is it creating? A total maniac is what it's been making. As I stand staring into the mirror I wonder what the fuck am i saying? I haven't paid any attention, and don't remember when I stopped caring. A break I will be taking, and it won;t be fun changing. My ability to get high is disapating, yet my inner self is dominating. There is still a voice inside scaring me into my own awakening. Until the...
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ANGER POEM
Published
6th Nov 2012 4:58pm

untitled

Mother, why could you never be on time? Is being there for your daughter just a riddle or rhyme? You never could talk to me, I rarely ever hear you speak. You helped me seal a trecherous fate. I am overcome with fear and self hate. Your as guilty as he is; you were supposed to protect me. My life could have been different if you would have heard all my screams. This happened to me; it was no dream. Yet, you believed his ignorant lies. I guess you still can't hear my cries. Thank goodness for your reputation; Hopefully no one will find out about my rehabilitation. Now you're playing...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
6th Nov 2012 2:44am

Meth Mouth

I barely remember what its like to have a pretty smile. Meth had gotten the best of my teeth after only a little while. My smile was still pretty and I could've changed, but I didn't want to, for that I am ashamed. Once your teeth begin to rot, slowly from the inside out, You get a little worried about eating. A cheeseburger? I sure had my doubts. You begin to taste toxic waste even after toothpaste It didn't matter, my need for speed was too great so i refused to take heed. I had no hope; except there might be more dope. I should just hang myself with a rope. My teeth were breaking, my...
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STORY POEM
Published
4th Nov 2012 8:00pm

Yeah, We Floobered It

It was a dark, humid, mosquito infested night at grandmas. We were FLOOBERED, he was in the closet and I was dressed up like a stripper dancing in the mirror. The Bathroom Dancehad turned into the closet dance that particular night. So, we'd do a bump and have some fun. Suddenly, we talked and you had a brilliant idea, but you didn't think I'd be down to run. So we put our black clothes, and shoes. Then we took off out the door for a little more fun. Barking dogs, headlights, sensor lights, excited and high as a kite, I knew you were the one. We broke in and FLOOBERED what we wanted from a...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Nov 2012 9:54am

Grandpa Would've Wanted It This Way

My Dear Deceased Grandpa, Please don't be mad. I swear I didn't do anything bad. You see, your spirit lives on all over this property. Within the walls of your shed, I almost hear your voice talking to me. Me and the husband are a match made in heaven. He helped me realize that someone just wanted to take all your stuff out for sellin'. However, we are going to beat her to it. Your stuff is a way for us to remember the pride you would take in watever you were doing! So whatever, we extract please understand I'm trying to remember you-The Incredible Man. I never gave you the credit...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
4th Nov 2012 9:35am

Magical Poison

The chemical variation that I send in my vein first class, has turned into a Magical Poison. The high is a feeling that's so unique and hypnotic. Thinking of it just makes me hot, its erotic. The initial exhileration of the prick in your skin! You become excited while waiting for the sensation to begin. After the many years, it caused physical, mental, psychological and emotional problems that I may never get through. But I just had to have it for its whimsical satisfaction. I just don't resist because its truly intoxicating and phenomenal. I can bawl my eyes out until I get it. It's like a...
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