Submissions by Cellophane-Hands
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DRUGS POEM
Published
28th May 2012 6:39am
28th May 2012 6:39am
Backwards
So be it,
Out like an amazing fire,
Blow the fractured rip from a ripping,
Torn up procedure, cutting,
Truth and modesty,
An unable man of able composure,
Surest to deceive and complain whenever deceived,
Try a thrill, moderate and relative,
A record of your life, tucked away in the dust filled,
Broom-handle, little sky man,
While you're up above,
How small are we?
You see a horizon unlike any other,
The moon's blue and so am I,
A golden road,
We've been here before,
Then too felt like I was losing my head,
That's another...
Out like an amazing fire,
Blow the fractured rip from a ripping,
Torn up procedure, cutting,
Truth and modesty,
An unable man of able composure,
Surest to deceive and complain whenever deceived,
Try a thrill, moderate and relative,
A record of your life, tucked away in the dust filled,
Broom-handle, little sky man,
While you're up above,
How small are we?
You see a horizon unlike any other,
The moon's blue and so am I,
A golden road,
We've been here before,
Then too felt like I was losing my head,
That's another...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Mar 2012 4:46am
10th Mar 2012 4:46am
Of
You're a parasite,
The opposite of life,
But me I can't lose my posture,
A suffering of the least,
I dream of falling,
Of dying,
Of cremation.
A vigorous release,
Into the void,
Purist's who conceal,
The methods by which they deal,
And mold their hybrids,
In the darkest corner of their shed,
Of despise,
Of loathing.
A mechanical moment of disjointed figures,
And while you sleep,
We're underneath the bed,
While you dream,
I'm cradling your head,
But I'm not there,
Outside wavering on a crescent of...
The opposite of life,
But me I can't lose my posture,
A suffering of the least,
I dream of falling,
Of dying,
Of cremation.
A vigorous release,
Into the void,
Purist's who conceal,
The methods by which they deal,
And mold their hybrids,
In the darkest corner of their shed,
Of despise,
Of loathing.
A mechanical moment of disjointed figures,
And while you sleep,
We're underneath the bed,
While you dream,
I'm cradling your head,
But I'm not there,
Outside wavering on a crescent of...
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2012 2:50am
22nd Jan 2012 2:50am
A Message
I will cascade with you into a sea of roses,
I'm tried and true and trying to fall into you,
Words so indisposed,
I'm feeling a tad reckless and hating myself,
For this,
With your arms so thin,
Skin so blue,
You make the proudest of kings drop to his knees,
But a king I'm not,
Back and forth from the forest,
She isn't real,
Found another way to deliver a message,
She's an apparition,
Of you my treasure,
Here you sit and my cellophane eyes,
Honest to the cusp.
I'm tried and true and trying to fall into you,
Words so indisposed,
I'm feeling a tad reckless and hating myself,
For this,
With your arms so thin,
Skin so blue,
You make the proudest of kings drop to his knees,
But a king I'm not,
Back and forth from the forest,
She isn't real,
Found another way to deliver a message,
She's an apparition,
Of you my treasure,
Here you sit and my cellophane eyes,
Honest to the cusp.
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DRUGS POEM
Published
10th Jan 2012 3:29pm
10th Jan 2012 3:29pm
Little Soul Die
Everbody just chose to follow the fire,
We all drained into a pool and down the curdle,
Away from the meddling images and dreaming,
Down in an underground castle,
To the cusp with dripping jewels,
They asked if I could go for some meddling,
But that we must journey further,
Ahead lay a monolith of your will to thrive,
It's cracking this very moment, I'm in awe,
Starstruck insanity an abstract occurrence, a puddle of something I can't remember,
I need a word of mouth, a chiming cricket, perhaps a Thesaurus will do the trick,
I drew it once though,...
We all drained into a pool and down the curdle,
Away from the meddling images and dreaming,
Down in an underground castle,
To the cusp with dripping jewels,
They asked if I could go for some meddling,
But that we must journey further,
Ahead lay a monolith of your will to thrive,
It's cracking this very moment, I'm in awe,
Starstruck insanity an abstract occurrence, a puddle of something I can't remember,
I need a word of mouth, a chiming cricket, perhaps a Thesaurus will do the trick,
I drew it once though,...
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Dec 2011 7:27am
30th Dec 2011 7:27am
Underneath a Lot of You
You asked and were curious,
As to whether or not I could deliver,
I'm skeptical myself,
I'm repenting in a vat of filth,
To the room with all the mirrors,
The lazy door it's closed tight,
I jumped into the sea by the side of me,
Without a glance or second thought,
I was buried underneath the lot of you.
As to whether or not I could deliver,
I'm skeptical myself,
I'm repenting in a vat of filth,
To the room with all the mirrors,
The lazy door it's closed tight,
I jumped into the sea by the side of me,
Without a glance or second thought,
I was buried underneath the lot of you.
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DRUGS POEM
Published
30th Dec 2011 7:21am
30th Dec 2011 7:21am
We Move
A blank cold night,
A beam of eager light,
The will to shine through,
Not quite powerful enough,
You tinkered with my head,
As you rewrite the schematics,
As a blossoming field came into perspective,
We move gently.
A beam of eager light,
The will to shine through,
Not quite powerful enough,
You tinkered with my head,
As you rewrite the schematics,
As a blossoming field came into perspective,
We move gently.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Dec 2011 9:32pm
8th Dec 2011 9:32pm
Down into Decay
From the sky,
Came a piece of time,
Before we existed,
And the will of a man,
Forced us into this existence,
Broke me with chains,
Tied me to the earth,
Made me wail and plead,
Made me beg,
Ocean waters so critical,
Of a place of space and time,
Fuming the sky with a blaze of fire,
We're riding the portal into another dimension,
We see the philosophers of another era,
Eyeballing our faces with judgement,
They stare heavily into what we know,
I'm breathing,
I see a sea of worthless animals,
Yet it still beckons me to...
Came a piece of time,
Before we existed,
And the will of a man,
Forced us into this existence,
Broke me with chains,
Tied me to the earth,
Made me wail and plead,
Made me beg,
Ocean waters so critical,
Of a place of space and time,
Fuming the sky with a blaze of fire,
We're riding the portal into another dimension,
We see the philosophers of another era,
Eyeballing our faces with judgement,
They stare heavily into what we know,
I'm breathing,
I see a sea of worthless animals,
Yet it still beckons me to...
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Dec 2011 10:54pm
5th Dec 2011 10:54pm
Bye Bye
When I'm playing dead on the floor,
But playing isn't a piece of the game,
When there's no more room to walk,
And I'm feeling all caved in,
Tell my son I love him,
When ice becomes permafrost,
My heart becomes disconnected from my chest,
And the hairs on my hand stand on end,
From the knowing that all too soon to come,
Something's waiting around the bend,
Something dark, intangible,
Tell my son I love him,
There's no more light to gain.
But playing isn't a piece of the game,
When there's no more room to walk,
And I'm feeling all caved in,
Tell my son I love him,
When ice becomes permafrost,
My heart becomes disconnected from my chest,
And the hairs on my hand stand on end,
From the knowing that all too soon to come,
Something's waiting around the bend,
Something dark, intangible,
Tell my son I love him,
There's no more light to gain.
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Dec 2011 11:14am
5th Dec 2011 11:14am
Skeptical
I was born a boy without grace,
Now I'm older than the wisest man's face,
Better than none of you,
Hold my hands and let me spill forth,
But a road formed of stars I may take,
I'm willing and this grounds beginning to shake,
Underneath the clouds form a pillow,
A song of winds and I'm growing skeptical,
I'm starting to forget my face,
I'm still tripping on the greenest of hills,
A sky so blue it pulled me in,
Showed me a sketch of relief,
I'm skeptical about the weather,
Whether or not it'll place me in the heavens,
I'm skeptical about...
Now I'm older than the wisest man's face,
Better than none of you,
Hold my hands and let me spill forth,
But a road formed of stars I may take,
I'm willing and this grounds beginning to shake,
Underneath the clouds form a pillow,
A song of winds and I'm growing skeptical,
I'm starting to forget my face,
I'm still tripping on the greenest of hills,
A sky so blue it pulled me in,
Showed me a sketch of relief,
I'm skeptical about the weather,
Whether or not it'll place me in the heavens,
I'm skeptical about...
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Dec 2011 11:05am
5th Dec 2011 11:05am
Let Me Be
Sun shone still,
Like the moon beams from a weeping willow,
Filling the windowpane with such grace,
From a stone lying solid in the road,
Darker than what I was before me,
Please, just let me be.
Like the moon beams from a weeping willow,
Filling the windowpane with such grace,
From a stone lying solid in the road,
Darker than what I was before me,
Please, just let me be.
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
15th Nov 2011 8:00am
15th Nov 2011 8:00am
For Me to Blame
I asked,
Could you maybe wonder?
For once deliver me away,
In a dream,
Tucked under the carpet's weight,
Don't remember to cry so easy,
We're going gently into that sweet night,
Map out the wormholes,
While my soul becomes translucent light,
Here we sit to the feet of a million drums,
Pounding of the contempt,
Dribble away from the lips of my mouth,
I'm drifting,
Please just place me back,
On top of the record player,
Relax for the moment,
Feel the world bearing down the shoulders,
Of the one they tried to...
Could you maybe wonder?
For once deliver me away,
In a dream,
Tucked under the carpet's weight,
Don't remember to cry so easy,
We're going gently into that sweet night,
Map out the wormholes,
While my soul becomes translucent light,
Here we sit to the feet of a million drums,
Pounding of the contempt,
Dribble away from the lips of my mouth,
I'm drifting,
Please just place me back,
On top of the record player,
Relax for the moment,
Feel the world bearing down the shoulders,
Of the one they tried to...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
19th Oct 2011 9:25am
19th Oct 2011 9:25am
Tangerine
You are my enigmatic,
Obsession,
A mouth full of,
Suspension,
Clever little girl,
Stick behind the flames,
Travel upside,
Down,
Breathe,
In & out,
Bursts of sand across your,
Lips,
Massaging the interior of your,
Hips,
Tunnel vision,
Tracing all of time,
Backwards,
Right to where,
I found you,
Tangling my legs around your thighs,
Taste of soft sweetly,
Avocado melon,
I wouldn't...
Obsession,
A mouth full of,
Suspension,
Clever little girl,
Stick behind the flames,
Travel upside,
Down,
Breathe,
In & out,
Bursts of sand across your,
Lips,
Massaging the interior of your,
Hips,
Tunnel vision,
Tracing all of time,
Backwards,
Right to where,
I found you,
Tangling my legs around your thighs,
Taste of soft sweetly,
Avocado melon,
I wouldn't...
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