Submissions by Carpe_Noctem
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Inlak'esh in these dark times be the light my friend its all a game we play after all,
A Thing Of Beauty
Hold me persephone
It's cold here
Amongst all the muck and mire
Sit with me on this starless night
Lonely wilted sun flowers
Decaying where Eden once stood
Sombre tears scarcely hydrate
Desolate wastelands
Over the distance
Phobos and demos
Marching lockstep
Scream havoc this is mars playground
Mine bones picked clean
Sun bleached monument
Empty eye sockets
Where the worms now reside
It's cold here
Amongst all the muck and mire
Sit with me on this starless night
Lonely wilted sun flowers
Decaying where Eden once stood
Sombre tears scarcely hydrate
Desolate wastelands
Over the distance
Phobos and demos
Marching lockstep
Scream havoc this is mars playground
Mine bones picked clean
Sun bleached monument
Empty eye sockets
Where the worms now reside
#dark
#death
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They Call Me
Fucking druggo
Societal missfit
Dirty hippie cunt
Stinking of ganja
Hypocrit
Posting fingers
Lithium gaze
Smoking dangerous cannabis ?
This morbidly obese beast
Medicine cabinet fully stocked
Uppers downers
Antipsychotics
Now answer this
Whos the bigger druggo?
Societal missfit
Dirty hippie cunt
Stinking of ganja
Hypocrit
Posting fingers
Lithium gaze
Smoking dangerous cannabis ?
This morbidly obese beast
Medicine cabinet fully stocked
Uppers downers
Antipsychotics
Now answer this
Whos the bigger druggo?
#drugs
#marijuana
#addiction
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All part of the experience my dear
If one painted suffering out of the frame
what picture would remain?
Rose tinted portraits of happy hanged men
dancing in their fecal matter.
Some computer wizard types asked the AI
draw me a white family.
Sorry dave i can't do that, was the reply
That shade has henceforth been removed.
How the heartaches, only to remove the muscle
replaced by bubble wrapped algorithmic suggestions .
Soma for the comatose, numbing emotions
Zeros and ones in the distant past
what picture would remain?
Rose tinted portraits of happy hanged men
dancing in their fecal matter.
Some computer wizard types asked the AI
draw me a white family.
Sorry dave i can't do that, was the reply
That shade has henceforth been removed.
How the heartaches, only to remove the muscle
replaced by bubble wrapped algorithmic suggestions .
Soma for the comatose, numbing emotions
Zeros and ones in the distant past
#PTSD
#suffering
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On this lonesome highway
Bridges engulfed
no going back
Bridges engulfed
warm safety blanket
There once was a silver spoon
that soon became a blackened mess
The dish stood aghast
lost within the crack den
On the needle crucified
chasing the face of God
Sound those drums the marching powders arrived
Caved in the septum spelunkers
A hand full of darts smoldering still
coffin nails for that nicotine fix
Liver pickled
Getting that Amphetamine feel
Mainlining time like she's gone out of fashion
When all that's done...
no going back
Bridges engulfed
warm safety blanket
There once was a silver spoon
that soon became a blackened mess
The dish stood aghast
lost within the crack den
On the needle crucified
chasing the face of God
Sound those drums the marching powders arrived
Caved in the septum spelunkers
A hand full of darts smoldering still
coffin nails for that nicotine fix
Liver pickled
Getting that Amphetamine feel
Mainlining time like she's gone out of fashion
When all that's done...
#drugs
#PopCulture
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1 Comment
Non Servium Consciously Objectors
Draft
Really?
Why don't you go and fuck yourself
Or better yet
How's about YOU on the front line
Lead by example
If you think for one second
That these corrupt
Kiddy fucking psychopaths
Give even the slightest care about dēmokratia
Freedoms equality diversity et al
Well the moons made of cheese
communism has a 100% success rate
Not even a drop of blood shed
Really?
Why don't you go and fuck yourself
Or better yet
How's about YOU on the front line
Lead by example
If you think for one second
That these corrupt
Kiddy fucking psychopaths
Give even the slightest care about dēmokratia
Freedoms equality diversity et al
Well the moons made of cheese
communism has a 100% success rate
Not even a drop of blood shed
#oppression
#war
#PopCulture #poverty
#PopCulture #poverty
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1 Comment
You and Eye got a Screw loose
Whos to say who's the arsonist ?
Who's the accelerant in this pyre?
Maybe it was those green eyes
Gazing within the lunatic asylum
As opposite attractions drawn
Moths dancing the flame
Beneath the spoon
All that's left to say
I got nothing better to do
Than to get fucked up on you
Baby I'm not a heroin girl
Cocaine cowbell speed freak
Baby gotta confess
It's oblivion I seek
Hand in hand riding the lighting
Prescription pètes pleasure cruise
All the while pickling a liver...
Who's the accelerant in this pyre?
Maybe it was those green eyes
Gazing within the lunatic asylum
As opposite attractions drawn
Moths dancing the flame
Beneath the spoon
All that's left to say
I got nothing better to do
Than to get fucked up on you
Baby I'm not a heroin girl
Cocaine cowbell speed freak
Baby gotta confess
It's oblivion I seek
Hand in hand riding the lighting
Prescription pètes pleasure cruise
All the while pickling a liver...
#lyrics
#PopCulture
#steampunk
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Dreams echoes and vibrations
This dream is now yours
know this to be true
I am but a bit character that someday will not be
To perhaps be a rose known as nemo
Surely that would put the bard to rest?
However I am rambling whimsical nonsensical
Kiddo daddy never stopped thinking of you
so much catching up with the constraint
So little time
To be honest I would not know where to begin
The first few years with you
Joy
Then those years long apart, scarcely an echo
empty silence would cause many to...
know this to be true
I am but a bit character that someday will not be
To perhaps be a rose known as nemo
Surely that would put the bard to rest?
However I am rambling whimsical nonsensical
Kiddo daddy never stopped thinking of you
so much catching up with the constraint
So little time
To be honest I would not know where to begin
The first few years with you
Joy
Then those years long apart, scarcely an echo
empty silence would cause many to...
#father
#parent
#family
#daughter
#responsibility
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Make a martyr of me
Cut off my arms
sever my legs
Bound and gagged
as you hang me
all dropped and displayed
Sick centre piece
trophy cabinet
next to Dorian Grey
One has to ask
Fickle are the maggots
picking at those scant few morsels
Corpse husband whistling
The thunder rolls
Caged within lonely days
the dirt I am burried in
sever my legs
Bound and gagged
as you hang me
all dropped and displayed
Sick centre piece
trophy cabinet
next to Dorian Grey
One has to ask
Fickle are the maggots
picking at those scant few morsels
Corpse husband whistling
The thunder rolls
Caged within lonely days
the dirt I am burried in
#loneliness
#abuse
#LifeStruggles #PopCulture
#LifeStruggles #PopCulture
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For my birthday
Not even a cupcake
With a novelty candle that doesn't blow out
Nor a fancy pair of socks
Wrapped in satirical jocks
Just severed dreams
Those forlorn kinds for broken guys
Blown out thongs
That's flip-flops for them
not familiar with aussie vernacular
Cruising about in a rose pink cadillac
Top down
Washing away all those tears in rain
Gone
Forgotten
Forsaken
Who the fuck knows
Why should you care?
Celebrate?
Another year older
Another day further from your...
With a novelty candle that doesn't blow out
Nor a fancy pair of socks
Wrapped in satirical jocks
Just severed dreams
Those forlorn kinds for broken guys
Blown out thongs
That's flip-flops for them
not familiar with aussie vernacular
Cruising about in a rose pink cadillac
Top down
Washing away all those tears in rain
Gone
Forgotten
Forsaken
Who the fuck knows
Why should you care?
Celebrate?
Another year older
Another day further from your...
#love
#father
#PopCulture #daughter
#PopCulture #daughter
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10 Comments
Shooting lines in the arms of a poet
For shits n gigs
She said
Let's fuck and do a speedball
Drive a fancy spyder
Jimmy Dean style
Sure I replied
(seeing where she was going)
Do the contortionists embrace
All the while bloody and lacerated
Arm in arm
Chalked lined concrete
Later she carved an old oak tree
B loves those slightly unhinged boys
She said
Let's fuck and do a speedball
Drive a fancy spyder
Jimmy Dean style
Sure I replied
(seeing where she was going)
Do the contortionists embrace
All the while bloody and lacerated
Arm in arm
Chalked lined concrete
Later she carved an old oak tree
B loves those slightly unhinged boys
#motivational
#PopCulture
#steampunk #dystopian
#steampunk #dystopian
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Sad songs and lullabies
Six long years
Flew by
Blinking eye
Many questions
No answers
That sad song
Carries on
One picture was too big an ask
Some face time for a daddy
And his daughter
Ha
Sure
No chance
What does her voice even sound like?
What does she look like now?
Will she remember him?
as he fondly holds her
in his heart
Maybe this time
Things will be different
Perhaps this time
A new years embrace
Or rather
Concerns for the new moon
...
Flew by
Blinking eye
Many questions
No answers
That sad song
Carries on
One picture was too big an ask
Some face time for a daddy
And his daughter
Ha
Sure
No chance
What does her voice even sound like?
What does she look like now?
Will she remember him?
as he fondly holds her
in his heart
Maybe this time
Things will be different
Perhaps this time
A new years embrace
Or rather
Concerns for the new moon
...
#love
#father
#PopCulture
#gratitude
#daughter
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We crucify ourselves
Daily
Needles slow crackle
Record spins
Comfortably numb
Let's face it folks
Everybody's crutches
Support for the crux all carry
Time
Ticking away the slow burn
Coffin nails overflow
One more cigarette for that never ending road
The dandy who ate candy
Was shocked to find
Liquor is far quicker
She held him close
As if to hold in some embrace
Whispered sweet nothings
Followed up with do you trust me?
Hooked him up to an IV drip
Rode him all through the night ...
Needles slow crackle
Record spins
Comfortably numb
Let's face it folks
Everybody's crutches
Support for the crux all carry
Time
Ticking away the slow burn
Coffin nails overflow
One more cigarette for that never ending road
The dandy who ate candy
Was shocked to find
Liquor is far quicker
She held him close
As if to hold in some embrace
Whispered sweet nothings
Followed up with do you trust me?
Hooked him up to an IV drip
Rode him all through the night ...
#drugs
#PopCulture
108 reads
0 Comments
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