Submissions by Artemios
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am experimenting styles and interests in order to emerge my freedom through writing. Normally I get inspired in the toilet, or when there is no way to save my thought. So, my best thoughts will never be written down, lol.
Cheers at the never ending
Don’t touch me
with words that are withered,
talk to me the way
that the full moon is pampering the black sea
so I can find inside me this windy glow,
walk along the path of the moonlight,
in each step of mine
I leave behind me the waves of the wild
I fall down and I get fresh
into the deep blue ocean of your ego
without closing my mouth
I’ll leave my breath free
and I’ll drink you with my eyes opened
until you finish
and me finishing with you.
***written for AEMelia´s comp "wind wind...
with words that are withered,
talk to me the way
that the full moon is pampering the black sea
so I can find inside me this windy glow,
walk along the path of the moonlight,
in each step of mine
I leave behind me the waves of the wild
I fall down and I get fresh
into the deep blue ocean of your ego
without closing my mouth
I’ll leave my breath free
and I’ll drink you with my eyes opened
until you finish
and me finishing with you.
***written for AEMelia´s comp "wind wind...
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My red high heels
Turning the lights off, no colors to see
it’s a disaster, a foolish cave,
sharp rocks, not easy to use my glazed key
please don’t dazzle me, darkness makes me rave.
Turning the lights on, my age will appear
my deep scar next to my left eye, a dove,
reaching my dead orgasms’ s atmosphere
a howl dying before my time to love.
I wish there was no light, no dark to dig,
the stars I believe in aren’t enough now
I look at my hand my dick’s shape, a wing,
showing me, I need to grow up somehow.
Don’t let me fall...
it’s a disaster, a foolish cave,
sharp rocks, not easy to use my glazed key
please don’t dazzle me, darkness makes me rave.
Turning the lights on, my age will appear
my deep scar next to my left eye, a dove,
reaching my dead orgasms’ s atmosphere
a howl dying before my time to love.
I wish there was no light, no dark to dig,
the stars I believe in aren’t enough now
I look at my hand my dick’s shape, a wing,
showing me, I need to grow up somehow.
Don’t let me fall...
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Expired sperm
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2 Comments
Soon
Can I just come to your house
kiss with you
then fuck with you
then hug with you
and then that’s it?
Please reply “soon”.
kiss with you
then fuck with you
then hug with you
and then that’s it?
Please reply “soon”.
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Lucky (F)ear
As long as parsley
is offered for free
I have nothing to fear.
It’s these unwritten laws
that are minced illegally
making us feel innocents.
Sometimes our
dirt is
double - yolk
just to
make us
feel ostensibly
lucky people.
is offered for free
I have nothing to fear.
It’s these unwritten laws
that are minced illegally
making us feel innocents.
Sometimes our
dirt is
double - yolk
just to
make us
feel ostensibly
lucky people.
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2 Comments
Accordion city
If you want, put inside a bicycle
and start running upon your veins
counting how much blood you burn per moment.
Create a path and a city
that you can compare it with the accordion.
Also, remember at least one of the stories you created
or else, there will be no rhythm
and it will be a frivolous city and without purpose.
When you imagine something with the eyes
you eliminate all that you have seen already.
You cannot play but you can say,
so say something. Whatever!
Write two images and deliver me
to the path...
and start running upon your veins
counting how much blood you burn per moment.
Create a path and a city
that you can compare it with the accordion.
Also, remember at least one of the stories you created
or else, there will be no rhythm
and it will be a frivolous city and without purpose.
When you imagine something with the eyes
you eliminate all that you have seen already.
You cannot play but you can say,
so say something. Whatever!
Write two images and deliver me
to the path...
610 reads
2 Comments
Drop and down
You press the sun and a drop and down menu appear in black.
You can choose between
Light
Dark
But there is no option for you to have a transparent heart.
You press the moon and a drop and down menu appear in white.
You can choose between
Tear
Laugh
But there is no option for you to have a transparent mind.
You press the verb “live” under the sky and a drop and down menu appear in bed.
You can choose between
You did
You did not
...
You can choose between
Light
Dark
But there is no option for you to have a transparent heart.
You press the moon and a drop and down menu appear in white.
You can choose between
Tear
Laugh
But there is no option for you to have a transparent mind.
You press the verb “live” under the sky and a drop and down menu appear in bed.
You can choose between
You did
You did not
...
652 reads
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Reality pills
There was a time
that “forever” was a sound
difficult to hear,
there was a time
that “nothing”
was the guide of my view,
there was a time
that I couldn’t close my eyes
because even darkness
pretended to have a scary light.
Remember when I used to
bang the window railings
with my forehead,
my friend would wake up
and come to help me find
my lost self esteem
to help me heal
the needless wound
while I was shaking
because of the wrong reality pills.
Ever since that moment
I climbed...
that “forever” was a sound
difficult to hear,
there was a time
that “nothing”
was the guide of my view,
there was a time
that I couldn’t close my eyes
because even darkness
pretended to have a scary light.
Remember when I used to
bang the window railings
with my forehead,
my friend would wake up
and come to help me find
my lost self esteem
to help me heal
the needless wound
while I was shaking
because of the wrong reality pills.
Ever since that moment
I climbed...
652 reads
2 Comments
LFE declarations
I have enrolled love in HMRC for LFE
I updated the LFE number online
and used the post code of Olympus.
Now it appears online the option
to send LFE declarations
but the heart is still not activated.
Please find attached the confirmation email
mentioning that we will receive within 7 days
an activation code through the post.
Please send me this letter when received
in order to activate the heart.
ps* LFE stands for Love For Ever
HMRC stands for the tax authorities office in UK
I updated the LFE number online
and used the post code of Olympus.
Now it appears online the option
to send LFE declarations
but the heart is still not activated.
Please find attached the confirmation email
mentioning that we will receive within 7 days
an activation code through the post.
Please send me this letter when received
in order to activate the heart.
ps* LFE stands for Love For Ever
HMRC stands for the tax authorities office in UK
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ANGEL’S WINGS (conversation with Hepcat61 poem)
( a sonnet)
Original poem written from Hepcat61 (geoff the cat)
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/238922-angels-wings/
My mirrored me stares back in harshest light
May this light be a lost memory in your inner labyrinth
My beard breaks blades were never meant to shave
Let your beard tell you the truth of the years wasted
I pull my shoulders back, tear muscles tight
Head up, tonight you are a man, don’t be afraid of Lilith
And turn to show the scars of what I gave
This intimate moment smells like the pain you tasted.
...
Original poem written from Hepcat61 (geoff the cat)
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/238922-angels-wings/
My mirrored me stares back in harshest light
May this light be a lost memory in your inner labyrinth
My beard breaks blades were never meant to shave
Let your beard tell you the truth of the years wasted
I pull my shoulders back, tear muscles tight
Head up, tonight you are a man, don’t be afraid of Lilith
And turn to show the scars of what I gave
This intimate moment smells like the pain you tasted.
...
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A blind less
I found the way to spend my time in an emotional way
I prepared a basket with row cockroaches and bugs
a bottle of my useless blood, red crap from a black soul,
and went for a picnic with my grandmother’s horny bones.
I thought to make it the romantic way
but I killed this wanker feeling by crucifying my rock
so I laid a blanket in the middle of a boulevard
wear my black life-glasses and looked at the sky.
The sunset was black and white, I thought I was late,
like death is never on time when you finish getting laid.
Who cares if...
I prepared a basket with row cockroaches and bugs
a bottle of my useless blood, red crap from a black soul,
and went for a picnic with my grandmother’s horny bones.
I thought to make it the romantic way
but I killed this wanker feeling by crucifying my rock
so I laid a blanket in the middle of a boulevard
wear my black life-glasses and looked at the sky.
The sunset was black and white, I thought I was late,
like death is never on time when you finish getting laid.
Who cares if...
663 reads
4 Comments
tymological
Again, you are the word that never disappears.
Never, negative meaning, no way,
And I, just a word that needs an accent to exist
and you accentuate it wrongly.
Mistake, action or failure that diverges
or opposes to what is correct,
to what is desirable, to what is successful.
I delete me and you write me again,
I negate me with a “no”
you divide me with another “no” and I exist again.
No, it is used when the speaker refuses.
Never, negative meaning, no way,
And I, just a word that needs an accent to exist
and you accentuate it wrongly.
Mistake, action or failure that diverges
or opposes to what is correct,
to what is desirable, to what is successful.
I delete me and you write me again,
I negate me with a “no”
you divide me with another “no” and I exist again.
No, it is used when the speaker refuses.
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