Submissions by Albylynch
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Dec 2011 5:57am
9th Dec 2011 5:57am
shortpiecesofme
maybe its the pill talking
but i feel like I'm moving like
a really slow bobble head doll
the bulbs are multiplying
like no tomorrow
i guess my body's being
taken over by????
>>>>
when i see a woman
and she has that
"look at me" walk
i turn away because
she has the ability to kill anyone
>>>>
i woke up tired
you try running a million miles
in your own head
and tell me your heart beats the same
>>>>
I've been labeled an atheist
i dont...
but i feel like I'm moving like
a really slow bobble head doll
the bulbs are multiplying
like no tomorrow
i guess my body's being
taken over by????
>>>>
when i see a woman
and she has that
"look at me" walk
i turn away because
she has the ability to kill anyone
>>>>
i woke up tired
you try running a million miles
in your own head
and tell me your heart beats the same
>>>>
I've been labeled an atheist
i dont...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Sep 2010 1:50am
25th Sep 2010 1:50am
i scratch ink onto the paper and still, nothing
pride is breaking down, into two
crumbled up paper it's
slience, silent screaming
crumbled up paper it's
slience, silent screaming
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Aug 2010 00:05am
6th Aug 2010 00:05am
you dont bite
midnight is my blanket
4am is my sheet
5am is my entire spread
as it gets blue
i loose my sheets
no comfort
i need to be lathered in
moonlight
the sun makes me brittle
and bright skies make
me ache
then again
i am a hoodie hoarder
just another sickness
to keep me company
burn the hoodie
look up
and have trouble
with the sun
give you something
else to rant about
you fucking vampires
4am is my sheet
5am is my entire spread
as it gets blue
i loose my sheets
no comfort
i need to be lathered in
moonlight
the sun makes me brittle
and bright skies make
me ache
then again
i am a hoodie hoarder
just another sickness
to keep me company
burn the hoodie
look up
and have trouble
with the sun
give you something
else to rant about
you fucking vampires
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th May 2010 8:57pm
19th May 2010 8:57pm
the evening news
"Two minutes till were live" says the camera man
hes sick and tired of reading cue cards
wearing these fancy suits and telling the town
bullshit..
no wonder why takes a shot or two before
action. he figures its time for a change
and takes a few more
he heads for his seat and hears the countdown
"and three, two, and one and role the music"
that stupid cheesey fucking music and out of his
mouth is
PRICELESS...........
"good evening ladies and gentleman
and now the news,
things are getting worse...
hes sick and tired of reading cue cards
wearing these fancy suits and telling the town
bullshit..
no wonder why takes a shot or two before
action. he figures its time for a change
and takes a few more
he heads for his seat and hears the countdown
"and three, two, and one and role the music"
that stupid cheesey fucking music and out of his
mouth is
PRICELESS...........
"good evening ladies and gentleman
and now the news,
things are getting worse...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
4th May 2010 10:01pm
4th May 2010 10:01pm
diary entrie x
diary entrie x
as i write this
my mind runs a marathon
every fucking day
ill swear
ill smile
etc....
so to save a tree ill end it
with this
short and sweet
dear diary,
my mood will continue
to change on and on
for a very long time........
the end
as i write this
my mind runs a marathon
every fucking day
ill swear
ill smile
etc....
so to save a tree ill end it
with this
short and sweet
dear diary,
my mood will continue
to change on and on
for a very long time........
the end
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th May 2010 9:55pm
4th May 2010 9:55pm
bloodshot breath
i run in circles with
bloodshot eyes
talking to a transparent man
who gets me
acting stupid in disguise
the white noise from
the the television
due to overcrowded
lies, lies, lies,
the broadcast news is getting
sad, it always has been
and still they hold back
BULLSHIT!
BULLSHIT!
BULLSHIT!
the weather man is even a
liar he says
it rains and it gets hot
then he says its gonna get
hot and all of a sudden
your walking around a damp
city in a two piece
i guess all we can do is
hold
our
b...
bloodshot eyes
talking to a transparent man
who gets me
acting stupid in disguise
the white noise from
the the television
due to overcrowded
lies, lies, lies,
the broadcast news is getting
sad, it always has been
and still they hold back
BULLSHIT!
BULLSHIT!
BULLSHIT!
the weather man is even a
liar he says
it rains and it gets hot
then he says its gonna get
hot and all of a sudden
your walking around a damp
city in a two piece
i guess all we can do is
hold
our
b...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2010 4:34am
22nd Mar 2010 4:34am
monsters
under the bed
in the closet
who knows???
it was a night out at bars
we needed to sober up,
food is the best med.
came across a taqueria
and waited
in line
waiting and
waiting and
waiting,
a man next to me
really reeked of
booze and
really dirty sex
and a hint
of not bathing. he was sort of
talking to himself
couldn't make
out what he was
saying. it was a long line
and we were in the back
the bum and i
my guys were at the
burger joint next door.
finally the guys
conversation went...
in the closet
who knows???
it was a night out at bars
we needed to sober up,
food is the best med.
came across a taqueria
and waited
in line
waiting and
waiting and
waiting,
a man next to me
really reeked of
booze and
really dirty sex
and a hint
of not bathing. he was sort of
talking to himself
couldn't make
out what he was
saying. it was a long line
and we were in the back
the bum and i
my guys were at the
burger joint next door.
finally the guys
conversation went...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2010 4:01am
22nd Mar 2010 4:01am
plastic confession
ok
i have to let the
high class people
in on a secret
the world is not yours
quit acting like it is!!!
i have plastic
so i can have it
plastic surgery..
paying with plastic
for plastic
waste of money
beautiful on the outside
ugly on the inside
sometimes theres
screw-ups
"hey, look at me
i have a tie
and work at a multiple
story building
and have my own
office
and my own company
and my own slaves
who kisses my ass
when
i force them to.
i talk down to them
because i have...
i have to let the
high class people
in on a secret
the world is not yours
quit acting like it is!!!
i have plastic
so i can have it
plastic surgery..
paying with plastic
for plastic
waste of money
beautiful on the outside
ugly on the inside
sometimes theres
screw-ups
"hey, look at me
i have a tie
and work at a multiple
story building
and have my own
office
and my own company
and my own slaves
who kisses my ass
when
i force them to.
i talk down to them
because i have...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
19th Jan 2010 5:07pm
19th Jan 2010 5:07pm
a damp bed
damp concrete
but no rain
a light trail of water
heading towards
the gutter
i wake up to find
that this was my bed for the
evening
i wake up a little dizzy
at least my clothes were still on
theres change on the floor
people thought
i was homeless
i dont remember a damn thing
last night
i slowly get up
and start walking
i manage to get to my apartment
it's thrashed
the party must of started
here it will be
along day of trying to
figure it out..
but no rain
a light trail of water
heading towards
the gutter
i wake up to find
that this was my bed for the
evening
i wake up a little dizzy
at least my clothes were still on
theres change on the floor
people thought
i was homeless
i dont remember a damn thing
last night
i slowly get up
and start walking
i manage to get to my apartment
it's thrashed
the party must of started
here it will be
along day of trying to
figure it out..
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
19th Jan 2010 4:47pm
19th Jan 2010 4:47pm
2012
2012
people fear the number likes its a bomb waiting
to explode,
they say that electricity
will not longer work
and the earth will shift
will it???
when the time is almost here
when people
clean out there accounts
for supplies and what nots
it's d-day
and guess what
nothing...
it's a beautiful blue sky
birds are chirping
people will still
get up to get
the cup of coffee going
and after realizing that
it was all nothing
people will snap and
go on a rampage
maybe that could be the
end of...
people fear the number likes its a bomb waiting
to explode,
they say that electricity
will not longer work
and the earth will shift
will it???
when the time is almost here
when people
clean out there accounts
for supplies and what nots
it's d-day
and guess what
nothing...
it's a beautiful blue sky
birds are chirping
people will still
get up to get
the cup of coffee going
and after realizing that
it was all nothing
people will snap and
go on a rampage
maybe that could be the
end of...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Jan 2010 4:03pm
4th Jan 2010 4:03pm
understand
i try to understand
do you???
if i can even understand myself
what chance do
you have???
im just throwing that out there
no harm feelings
no strings attached
no sense of understanding
right???
oh wait
you dont understand
well
neither do i...
just throwing that out there
do you???
if i can even understand myself
what chance do
you have???
im just throwing that out there
no harm feelings
no strings attached
no sense of understanding
right???
oh wait
you dont understand
well
neither do i...
just throwing that out there
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DRUGS POEM
Published
4th Jan 2010 3:59pm
4th Jan 2010 3:59pm
downtown blues
i walk with you
downtown is our hell
on a friday night.
i say that
because
i watch you pound drinks
like it was the end of the
world
and your afraid of that..
you look at me with
glossy eyes
a red face
and can barely stand
i can only stay quiet
because your older
yet your acting younger
one word from me
can trigger the switch
that can make you explode..
i walk with you
another circle in
dowtown.
now it's saturday morning
3:46 am
you say you can hold it
as you slur
and swear...
downtown is our hell
on a friday night.
i say that
because
i watch you pound drinks
like it was the end of the
world
and your afraid of that..
you look at me with
glossy eyes
a red face
and can barely stand
i can only stay quiet
because your older
yet your acting younger
one word from me
can trigger the switch
that can make you explode..
i walk with you
another circle in
dowtown.
now it's saturday morning
3:46 am
you say you can hold it
as you slur
and swear...
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