Submissions by Annanias (Jon Z)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Metro
There was a silence there, and darkness,
but no one was afraid
Then a rustle bloomed in gloom, breath
upon a young boy's face
Tender grip laid on his wrist. Into his
hand a box, a secret
The secret tune, part lullabye, part love
gentle and commanding
Then the boy rose hands up, heart up,
soul up. Deep into the dark
They left his box, his shoes, his socks.
For angels sing, and barefoot walk.
but no one was afraid
Then a rustle bloomed in gloom, breath
upon a young boy's face
Tender grip laid on his wrist. Into his
hand a box, a secret
The secret tune, part lullabye, part love
gentle and commanding
Then the boy rose hands up, heart up,
soul up. Deep into the dark
They left his box, his shoes, his socks.
For angels sing, and barefoot walk.
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Aniversary
The ghosts are out in force tonight
yessir
silent convergence on midnight
yessir
the closes and kirks are empty
the foot of the mile is still
the Holy Rood has taken to ground
wraiths are gathering on the hill
I sat in trembling wonder
took a lashing from the rain
saw strange twinkles shaping symbols
searched for her in fever again
Two bootfulls of mud
a skinfull of water
a head full of fire
and two souls asunder
breathing stalled, I seek one out
among those milling on the crest
who holds me in her...
yessir
silent convergence on midnight
yessir
the closes and kirks are empty
the foot of the mile is still
the Holy Rood has taken to ground
wraiths are gathering on the hill
I sat in trembling wonder
took a lashing from the rain
saw strange twinkles shaping symbols
searched for her in fever again
Two bootfulls of mud
a skinfull of water
a head full of fire
and two souls asunder
breathing stalled, I seek one out
among those milling on the crest
who holds me in her...
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Love me
I will break your bones,
I will tear your muscles,
I will cut your skin,
And you will love me for it.
I will scorch your flesh,
I will crush your nose,
I will remove your face,
And you will love me for it.
I will break your resolve,
I will destroy your morals,
I will take your confidence,
And you will love me for it.
I will leave you half dead,
Wishing I had finished the job,
And if you stand back up,
I will love you for it.
You will love me for giving you strength beyond anything before....
I will tear your muscles,
I will cut your skin,
And you will love me for it.
I will scorch your flesh,
I will crush your nose,
I will remove your face,
And you will love me for it.
I will break your resolve,
I will destroy your morals,
I will take your confidence,
And you will love me for it.
I will leave you half dead,
Wishing I had finished the job,
And if you stand back up,
I will love you for it.
You will love me for giving you strength beyond anything before....
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Gold, Lead and Blood
I tilt my head down
my face nestled into your neck.
Your tears fresh on my shoulder
mine running down your back.
My fury blisters your skin
your fear melts through my veins
my gut goes tight
your blood runs cold.
We are both scarred by sharing
both sullied by friendship.
Stupid i know
better to stay distant.
But my friend for now i will stand by you
and cradle your head.
Remake you in gold leaf
placed softly over lead.
So lets dine
on the tongue that lashed you,
lets sup the...
my face nestled into your neck.
Your tears fresh on my shoulder
mine running down your back.
My fury blisters your skin
your fear melts through my veins
my gut goes tight
your blood runs cold.
We are both scarred by sharing
both sullied by friendship.
Stupid i know
better to stay distant.
But my friend for now i will stand by you
and cradle your head.
Remake you in gold leaf
placed softly over lead.
So lets dine
on the tongue that lashed you,
lets sup the...
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Out walking
When you come a long way
get blisters on your feet
stumble on the cobbles
fill your shoes with blood
and still find nothing.
its depressing.
You look back down the hill
see the hurt faces of people
and the tail ends of conversations
that you passed by in your conviction
that there is something better at the top.
idiot.
You discover your early
there's no-one there to meet you yet
can't even go back a bit
and apologise to the people behind
their faces are blurred already.
its depressing, idiot...
get blisters on your feet
stumble on the cobbles
fill your shoes with blood
and still find nothing.
its depressing.
You look back down the hill
see the hurt faces of people
and the tail ends of conversations
that you passed by in your conviction
that there is something better at the top.
idiot.
You discover your early
there's no-one there to meet you yet
can't even go back a bit
and apologise to the people behind
their faces are blurred already.
its depressing, idiot...
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Writing on a hangover
Ah fuck
my head
my stomach
my brain
my eyes
my heart...
silly bugger
my head
my stomach
my brain
my eyes
my heart...
silly bugger
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I Am Become
Hate
it's a funny old game.
I thought i'd felt it
before now,
i've been so naive
I'd not known it
untill i became it
untill every waking moment
was filled with beautiful dreams
not till i was willing
to throw away everything
yearning even
for one drop of blood
wash away my life with it
fill my hateful void with
what they used to be
lose myself in righteous pain
I am become hate
I fume
I burn
I am become fury
I seethe
I am cold
I am become rage
I thrash
i sweat
...
it's a funny old game.
I thought i'd felt it
before now,
i've been so naive
I'd not known it
untill i became it
untill every waking moment
was filled with beautiful dreams
not till i was willing
to throw away everything
yearning even
for one drop of blood
wash away my life with it
fill my hateful void with
what they used to be
lose myself in righteous pain
I am become hate
I fume
I burn
I am become fury
I seethe
I am cold
I am become rage
I thrash
i sweat
...
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Bus stop girl
I am in love with the girl
at the bus stop
I've never heard her voice
I've never seen her smile
I don't know the colour of her eyes
or the initials of her name
but i love her
she is not very pretty
and has never met my eye
but she is always there
in her long grey coat
my beautiful constant
at the bus stop
I've never heard her voice
I've never seen her smile
I don't know the colour of her eyes
or the initials of her name
but i love her
she is not very pretty
and has never met my eye
but she is always there
in her long grey coat
my beautiful constant
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Underslept and Overthought
I light cigarettes from hobs
on sleepless nights of poetry
viewing "I" in third person
looks like "T" from top corners
of box-lit smoke-filled rooms
clink glass on glass, reach for
the short straws and smile
uneasily to a room of no-one
grab handfuls of hair, become
educated, decide not to go to bed.
on sleepless nights of poetry
viewing "I" in third person
looks like "T" from top corners
of box-lit smoke-filled rooms
clink glass on glass, reach for
the short straws and smile
uneasily to a room of no-one
grab handfuls of hair, become
educated, decide not to go to bed.
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Stranger
When you next see me
come up to me
tell me that you love me
hate me
miss me.
That you would die for the man behind you
or kill to be the woman in front
Tell me
because i am a stranger
and expect nothing from you
Tell me how you dried your eyes
in fits of laughter
even though your smile
doesn't reach your eyes.
Tell me you wish she wasn't gone
and that your Father was still here,
He would make everything better
by crying with you
I am a stranger
i don't know your masques
so be yourself
Look...
come up to me
tell me that you love me
hate me
miss me.
That you would die for the man behind you
or kill to be the woman in front
Tell me
because i am a stranger
and expect nothing from you
Tell me how you dried your eyes
in fits of laughter
even though your smile
doesn't reach your eyes.
Tell me you wish she wasn't gone
and that your Father was still here,
He would make everything better
by crying with you
I am a stranger
i don't know your masques
so be yourself
Look...
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Withdraw and heal
Enough
Too much pain have i bestowed upon others
too many hurts
too few salves
and never any answers
Time to stop
time to withdraw
and pay my dues silently
for now at least
Leave the world to itself
leave people to their little games
leave tomorrow on someone else's shoulders
for now at least
Soon i will reclaim the burden
soon i will draw fresh veils over the hurt
soon i will stand strong
and i will return
To the cycles of hate
to the cycles of love
to the past and the "what if"s...
Too much pain have i bestowed upon others
too many hurts
too few salves
and never any answers
Time to stop
time to withdraw
and pay my dues silently
for now at least
Leave the world to itself
leave people to their little games
leave tomorrow on someone else's shoulders
for now at least
Soon i will reclaim the burden
soon i will draw fresh veils over the hurt
soon i will stand strong
and i will return
To the cycles of hate
to the cycles of love
to the past and the "what if"s...
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The last link
I still have it, that note,
the letter you wrote
when we were on the rocks
...again.
That letter you thought
might save us. after you'd
wiped him from your mouth.
its still there, tucked
in a quiet corner of my wallet
two years since. still unread.
from time to time,
when down in my cups,
i take it out and stare at it.
but it will be a cold day
before i unfold it.
i wanted to, back then
but everything was too...
fresh, i suppose. and now
theres no point. those words
have no weight, no meaning
left....
the letter you wrote
when we were on the rocks
...again.
That letter you thought
might save us. after you'd
wiped him from your mouth.
its still there, tucked
in a quiet corner of my wallet
two years since. still unread.
from time to time,
when down in my cups,
i take it out and stare at it.
but it will be a cold day
before i unfold it.
i wanted to, back then
but everything was too...
fresh, i suppose. and now
theres no point. those words
have no weight, no meaning
left....
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