Submissions by AtticusAbbey
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I also write under the name, Adagio
Pumping Chaos
Living the dark adrenaline,
pumping chaos out my pores,
touched by the pulse.
With a dose of quackery
straight from my pen
in my requiem...
Amen.
But! who is the fool?
touched by Tarot
and jester of
death's charity?
Without a moral compass.
As shadows pass over
your parade
left behind in the weeds...
Amen.
Passing judgment
on a whim of idiocy,
because it doesn't pass
your slide rule.
But! who is the fool?
pumping chaos out my pores,
touched by the pulse.
With a dose of quackery
straight from my pen
in my requiem...
Amen.
But! who is the fool?
touched by Tarot
and jester of
death's charity?
Without a moral compass.
As shadows pass over
your parade
left behind in the weeds...
Amen.
Passing judgment
on a whim of idiocy,
because it doesn't pass
your slide rule.
But! who is the fool?
#philosophical
463 reads
2 Comments
Chalk Dust
Welcome to my wobble
in a maze of gibberish
of my martini
a bitter eternity
darkening my boo
beneath my caul
of chalk dust
send in the actors
of life's spectators
and sequitur...
get off my backdrop
in a maze of gibberish
of my martini
a bitter eternity
darkening my boo
beneath my caul
of chalk dust
send in the actors
of life's spectators
and sequitur...
get off my backdrop
#philosophical
341 reads
1 Comment
Aged Catheter
#dark
272 reads
0 Comments
Gods and Molasses 1 - with Thinningveil
#collaboration
#lust
#erotic
334 reads
6 Comments
Where There Is Smoke
#philosophical
247 reads
Close To Home
#TruthOfLife
334 reads
Preposterous
An example of an addendum
addendum long came Jones
My catheter thanks' you
withs two bratwursts and buns
along with Toby Keith
I learn today that preposterous
were a mammal and Cheetos
was real food
Addendum long came Jones
Tattoos don't make you a star
but you are the eye of granny's eye
as your mom spit out another Gomer
Addendum long came Jones
just another Homer Simpson
without an imagination
unless it's sex
...
addendum long came Jones
My catheter thanks' you
withs two bratwursts and buns
along with Toby Keith
I learn today that preposterous
were a mammal and Cheetos
was real food
Addendum long came Jones
Tattoos don't make you a star
but you are the eye of granny's eye
as your mom spit out another Gomer
Addendum long came Jones
just another Homer Simpson
without an imagination
unless it's sex
...
#philosophical
438 reads
How The World Looks
Deep fathoms whispering isles of my mind
dawning to the pulse of twilight's green eyes
and the recluse that dwells within my soul
of ruined highways two fathoms deep
too deep to ascend from one's quackery...
of Cheeto Benediction, 1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi
dawning to the pulse of twilight's green eyes
and the recluse that dwells within my soul
of ruined highways two fathoms deep
too deep to ascend from one's quackery...
of Cheeto Benediction, 1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi
#philosophical
514 reads
2 Comments
Choices
Choosing our thoughts,
but not willing
to use common sense.
Building a bridge
to Homer Simpson,
but not saying a prayer.
Thinking porn is the savior,
but not saying Amen
to God.
Paying a sales tax
on tattoos,
but not tiding.
Burning towns down
and calling it Liberty,
stomping on Old Glory.
But not willing,
to use common sense,
just to run with the pack.
but not willing
to use common sense.
Building a bridge
to Homer Simpson,
but not saying a prayer.
Thinking porn is the savior,
but not saying Amen
to God.
Paying a sales tax
on tattoos,
but not tiding.
Burning towns down
and calling it Liberty,
stomping on Old Glory.
But not willing,
to use common sense,
just to run with the pack.
#philosophical
323 reads
Hello, Goodbye
Hello, goodbye.
Memories are made,
goodbye winter,
good morning wake up.
Hello, sunshine
on wings of wanderlust,
with God's breath.
Goodbye dark rings.
Goodbye to the sharks,
the ones who are mad.
Hello, clover.
Welcome home the bees.
Memories are made,
goodbye winter,
good morning wake up.
Hello, sunshine
on wings of wanderlust,
with God's breath.
Goodbye dark rings.
Goodbye to the sharks,
the ones who are mad.
Hello, clover.
Welcome home the bees.
#philosophical
381 reads
4 Comments
Bo Peep and Cheetos
How deep the vinyl of my mind
with my useless dowser rod
in my Little Bo Peep
that dominates the soul
shapeless in thoughts
with your Barry Manilow eyes
but geared for Cheetos
and make-believe egos
with remote control
turning my pecka to mush
with unrated crap
making my catheter snap
with your Barry Manilow eyes
with my useless dowser rod
in my Little Bo Peep
that dominates the soul
shapeless in thoughts
with your Barry Manilow eyes
but geared for Cheetos
and make-believe egos
with remote control
turning my pecka to mush
with unrated crap
making my catheter snap
with your Barry Manilow eyes
#philosophical
380 reads
The Other Side
On the other side of silence
where winds blow from below
in harmonious wastelands
with alien tongue
this side of midnight
with a gothic soliloquy
looking through the glass
reflecting death
up from the coals
with the fungus pulp of Hades
on the other side of silence
where winds blow from below
in harmonious wastelands
with alien tongue
this side of midnight
with a gothic soliloquy
looking through the glass
reflecting death
up from the coals
with the fungus pulp of Hades
on the other side of silence
#dark
535 reads
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