Submissions by Cellophane-Hands
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Dying Away at the Seams of a Spiritual Cocktail
Today I taught myself how to cry,
I decayed at my seams,
Personal, immobile, oblivious pain,
Transcended above myself,
Someone dying was in my head,
Opened his hands and said,
"Here's meaning, someday perhaps,
You'll become an animal,
Although, today,
You are humanity,
You are yourself,"
I am therefore reluctant to tear away at the seams,
Probably all means inside something of mirrored images,
Ego death,
Glossy trains,
Spiritual cocktail,
Stranded with silence on a deserted island,
Chose isolation and perfectly...
I decayed at my seams,
Personal, immobile, oblivious pain,
Transcended above myself,
Someone dying was in my head,
Opened his hands and said,
"Here's meaning, someday perhaps,
You'll become an animal,
Although, today,
You are humanity,
You are yourself,"
I am therefore reluctant to tear away at the seams,
Probably all means inside something of mirrored images,
Ego death,
Glossy trains,
Spiritual cocktail,
Stranded with silence on a deserted island,
Chose isolation and perfectly...
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Trim
You were much like family underneath a candle lit moon and star riddle skies and I'm breathing into a new life,
I'm spelled backwards and scribbled across the pages of that book you just published,
Driven by some drug induced substance,
You're tangerine and melting leaves no more will they conquer me,
I'm underneath gargantuan oafs and the brink of day has never seemed so close to me,
Antarctica has a name and it's underneath sheets of titanium plated gold snuffed noses and dribbled across wicked wicked wretches,
Whom can't bear to see anymore temptation as their eyes...
I'm spelled backwards and scribbled across the pages of that book you just published,
Driven by some drug induced substance,
You're tangerine and melting leaves no more will they conquer me,
I'm underneath gargantuan oafs and the brink of day has never seemed so close to me,
Antarctica has a name and it's underneath sheets of titanium plated gold snuffed noses and dribbled across wicked wicked wretches,
Whom can't bear to see anymore temptation as their eyes...
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Dead Eyes
I suppose today you missed the daisies, friend,
Numb as you crawl towards the door and then attempting to stand,
Although the ground would rather hold hands,
I'm peach fuzz on the apple of your cherry,
I'm glamorous in that I believe the stars,
I'm surreal in a white willow projection beam,
An earth that mounts the universe,
As if it owes us a piece of our hearts,
Taking and taking and eyes blind as white,
So far your chalice is overflowing,
You haven't given since given was invented,
In the shady corner of your cerebellum,
There's a story dying...
Numb as you crawl towards the door and then attempting to stand,
Although the ground would rather hold hands,
I'm peach fuzz on the apple of your cherry,
I'm glamorous in that I believe the stars,
I'm surreal in a white willow projection beam,
An earth that mounts the universe,
As if it owes us a piece of our hearts,
Taking and taking and eyes blind as white,
So far your chalice is overflowing,
You haven't given since given was invented,
In the shady corner of your cerebellum,
There's a story dying...
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Surreal at Best
I began by noticing a line slicing the sand,
And in my eyes were hail,
A buzzing rose from the ground,
Leaking door and drooping ceiling,
Melting mountains,
Mirrored eyelids in the attic,
And why you aren’t ashamed of the progress you’ve made,
Floating ethereal mind into the ground,
Dreams like we are made of these,
Inside of outside,
Bleak and leaking through my hands,
And these are my eyes,
Orbiting in space throughout and without a chase,
Caress the nights luminescence, feel, touch the sky’s gift,
But, are you drifting in yourself?...
And in my eyes were hail,
A buzzing rose from the ground,
Leaking door and drooping ceiling,
Melting mountains,
Mirrored eyelids in the attic,
And why you aren’t ashamed of the progress you’ve made,
Floating ethereal mind into the ground,
Dreams like we are made of these,
Inside of outside,
Bleak and leaking through my hands,
And these are my eyes,
Orbiting in space throughout and without a chase,
Caress the nights luminescence, feel, touch the sky’s gift,
But, are you drifting in yourself?...
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Underneath Your Worth
Seemingly troublesome merit,
Endowed you graze the steps to fulfill your bliss,
And reap the reward you forgot to miss,
I characterize my thoughts accordingly,
And glance around,
Paranoia,
Because I'm alone in this shingled rot,
I pound out of hell with a crippled shot,
Diverge the masses with gentrification,
Take away my homegrown spot,
Allude the meshes with which you can incinerate,
Deliberate,
Arson,
Fiend,
Ghoul,
Trying to drain heaven of its soul,
With anxiety weighing in at heavy on your back,
You were alone you...
Endowed you graze the steps to fulfill your bliss,
And reap the reward you forgot to miss,
I characterize my thoughts accordingly,
And glance around,
Paranoia,
Because I'm alone in this shingled rot,
I pound out of hell with a crippled shot,
Diverge the masses with gentrification,
Take away my homegrown spot,
Allude the meshes with which you can incinerate,
Deliberate,
Arson,
Fiend,
Ghoul,
Trying to drain heaven of its soul,
With anxiety weighing in at heavy on your back,
You were alone you...
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Vermillionivy
Watch some rivers drown,
Watch some smoke frown,
Slither away underneath the carpet,
And melt the sun with your hands,
Torment the world with your laughs,
Don't be shy to let roll down the tears,
Don't be frightened by open eyes,
Window out and throughout the within,
Drop down into a trench and strum your mouth,
D minor perhaps or something more frail,
To let it all course out,
Truth has been said,
Don't worry 'bout your shadow,
Nor the ivy growing on the other side of the meadow,
Hello, I can't ever crawl away from eternity,
She...
Watch some smoke frown,
Slither away underneath the carpet,
And melt the sun with your hands,
Torment the world with your laughs,
Don't be shy to let roll down the tears,
Don't be frightened by open eyes,
Window out and throughout the within,
Drop down into a trench and strum your mouth,
D minor perhaps or something more frail,
To let it all course out,
Truth has been said,
Don't worry 'bout your shadow,
Nor the ivy growing on the other side of the meadow,
Hello, I can't ever crawl away from eternity,
She...
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Gravity
Oh, gravity.
How are you feeling?
When you pull on yourself below the ground,
Is it intentional?
Or are you deceiving?
And you know I can only grow while you aren't stretching.
And you know that the world only feels when you aren't howling.
Lift myself up off the ground, I do believe I'm feeling it now.
Send me in with the wormhole man,
Closer to another dimension,
And then I realize as I close my eyes.
How are you feeling?
When you pull on yourself below the ground,
Is it intentional?
Or are you deceiving?
And you know I can only grow while you aren't stretching.
And you know that the world only feels when you aren't howling.
Lift myself up off the ground, I do believe I'm feeling it now.
Send me in with the wormhole man,
Closer to another dimension,
And then I realize as I close my eyes.
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25
We were sipping from a stream in the meadow,
Behind the craters in the ground,
Fall over the stairs,
Into the room,
I'm here holding hands,
With this hollow queen in resonance,
Chiming outside in the halls,
Go to Heaven where you belong,
No chiming of right or wrong,
All for the trees,
Because they have nobody
Hold em' down,
Against the ground,
Stain on trance,
I know what it's like to be you,
Astral procedures on my glance,
Distortion,
Where I'm all so innocent,
Leaving the ground,
Creepin' in,
...
Behind the craters in the ground,
Fall over the stairs,
Into the room,
I'm here holding hands,
With this hollow queen in resonance,
Chiming outside in the halls,
Go to Heaven where you belong,
No chiming of right or wrong,
All for the trees,
Because they have nobody
Hold em' down,
Against the ground,
Stain on trance,
I know what it's like to be you,
Astral procedures on my glance,
Distortion,
Where I'm all so innocent,
Leaving the ground,
Creepin' in,
...
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