Submissions by Daibach
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am not a poet. Words have expressed themselves through me all my life but in an organic way. They are telling me something about the connectivity of language and consciousness that may not mean anything to anybody else.
Then and Now
I used to believe in Santa Claus
And Jesus Christ
As the Son of God
To whom I prayed nightly
I perceived my parents as loving and protective
Even during their mean divorce
Which developed into other relationships
That kept me out of the picture
Out of the house
Out of the country
Out of my mind
It came down to a daily grind
Where survival of the fittest
Became a litmus test
I did my best
My attitude would solve the rest
While slaving away
Then came a new day
God stepped into my shitty life ...
And Jesus Christ
As the Son of God
To whom I prayed nightly
I perceived my parents as loving and protective
Even during their mean divorce
Which developed into other relationships
That kept me out of the picture
Out of the house
Out of the country
Out of my mind
It came down to a daily grind
Where survival of the fittest
Became a litmus test
I did my best
My attitude would solve the rest
While slaving away
Then came a new day
God stepped into my shitty life ...
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Split
Pieces of peace
Bilk ilk
Fractures fractals
Surround sounds
Dictates friction
Terror torn
Fractions of action
All borne
Spits spat
Stick lips
Guns run
Any mention
Flesh wounds
Clean meaning
Rocking reeling
Herds of words
Stateless feeling
Paint taint
Holy cower
Whore of wars
Bomb showers
Snipe nose
Face cowards
Gaps bridge
Games begin
We converge on a wide grin
Bilk ilk
Fractures fractals
Surround sounds
Dictates friction
Terror torn
Fractions of action
All borne
Spits spat
Stick lips
Guns run
Any mention
Flesh wounds
Clean meaning
Rocking reeling
Herds of words
Stateless feeling
Paint taint
Holy cower
Whore of wars
Bomb showers
Snipe nose
Face cowards
Gaps bridge
Games begin
We converge on a wide grin
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Hick Up
Ok
So you want dangerous
With nigger links
And Hitler brinks
Or bitch stinks
How about queer kinks
Stand by your bombshell
We are all going to Hell
On a smooth surfboard
To FEMA camps
Let's ramp it up
Welcome to World War Three
Come on asshole
You can't see
The lies we are told
On the mainstream news
As they fuck us
While we muse
And sing
Commercials
For what they bring
This is as violent as it gets
We're used to being used
Yet we continue our routine ...
So you want dangerous
With nigger links
And Hitler brinks
Or bitch stinks
How about queer kinks
Stand by your bombshell
We are all going to Hell
On a smooth surfboard
To FEMA camps
Let's ramp it up
Welcome to World War Three
Come on asshole
You can't see
The lies we are told
On the mainstream news
As they fuck us
While we muse
And sing
Commercials
For what they bring
This is as violent as it gets
We're used to being used
Yet we continue our routine ...
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Cap Fit
I once met a physician
Whose purpose was to make the subject matter
This was on purpose
I was told I was here for nothingness
More or less
Then my fortune cookie
Deleted
The future is now, it was stated
Just before I went
To bed
I was really dark outside
Light being what it was able
Just as all my horses
Bolted lightning from the stable
It was insane
You should have seen it
Coming second
Where nothingness is
Visible
In God we were trussed
As if it were something
Anyway
There we were ...
Whose purpose was to make the subject matter
This was on purpose
I was told I was here for nothingness
More or less
Then my fortune cookie
Deleted
The future is now, it was stated
Just before I went
To bed
I was really dark outside
Light being what it was able
Just as all my horses
Bolted lightning from the stable
It was insane
You should have seen it
Coming second
Where nothingness is
Visible
In God we were trussed
As if it were something
Anyway
There we were ...
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Microverse
Quantum Mechanix
Burdened by beasts
Coil evolution
Alternate extinction
Constructs of holes
Predetermine fires
Existential extant
Metaphysical mires
Worms up, grubs up
Atoms in nutshells
Close in forever
Die to get back hell
Twist shout
Second sight
Try as one might
Bight of hindsight
Foresight, insight
Oversight
Reveal
Dark of light
As night like day
Breaks
Burdened by beasts
Coil evolution
Alternate extinction
Constructs of holes
Predetermine fires
Existential extant
Metaphysical mires
Worms up, grubs up
Atoms in nutshells
Close in forever
Die to get back hell
Twist shout
Second sight
Try as one might
Bight of hindsight
Foresight, insight
Oversight
Reveal
Dark of light
As night like day
Breaks
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Lonesome
Lonesome roads toward oneself
Ecology of introspective
Easily defined
As madness
Emerging perspectives
Multiple impersonality disorder
Easily perceived
As sick
Petty obsessions
Spontaneous combustion
Feeling the hand of
Fate
Finding everyone in the same boat
Splendid extroversion
Easily described
As normal
Compound ideas
Confuse the seducer
Easily seen
As well
Ecology of introspective
Easily defined
As madness
Emerging perspectives
Multiple impersonality disorder
Easily perceived
As sick
Petty obsessions
Spontaneous combustion
Feeling the hand of
Fate
Finding everyone in the same boat
Splendid extroversion
Easily described
As normal
Compound ideas
Confuse the seducer
Easily seen
As well
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Outspokes
The sea knows I'm depressed
The weather knows it is violated
The planet knows it is raped
Man knows he is deceived
To be rid of what is believed
They will take us with them
As we seethe and rail
Coining phrases to prevail
Disbelieving
The mischief of the aristocracy
Batty as eyelids
Alright Jacks
They molded the future to save themselves
Making life on Earth a living Hell
To stand aloft from where we fell
If it isn't sick it isn't well
Being
Seeing
Love of light
Rich in spoil if...
The weather knows it is violated
The planet knows it is raped
Man knows he is deceived
To be rid of what is believed
They will take us with them
As we seethe and rail
Coining phrases to prevail
Disbelieving
The mischief of the aristocracy
Batty as eyelids
Alright Jacks
They molded the future to save themselves
Making life on Earth a living Hell
To stand aloft from where we fell
If it isn't sick it isn't well
Being
Seeing
Love of light
Rich in spoil if...
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Word Up
Telepathically speaking
All words fall
From out of this world
Through grapevines
On zip lines
Of pop rhymes
I recall
Above and beyond
Realms of magic
To be sung all the time
Into my brain
Which frequency receives
Where it is easy to believe
That God only speaks
When spoken to
All words fall
From out of this world
Through grapevines
On zip lines
Of pop rhymes
I recall
Above and beyond
Realms of magic
To be sung all the time
Into my brain
Which frequency receives
Where it is easy to believe
That God only speaks
When spoken to
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All That Is Shiny
I live within the Golden Rule
Created by the Golden Ratio
To be as good as gold
Like Autumn leaves
Shed by the cold
Creating a new fold
With hearts of bold
Digger
I lay golden eggs
Begging questions
With a silent touch
Carrying gold standards
On golden oldies
As such
Worth my weight
In glitter, it seems
This golden age
Of golden years
And golden showers
Like some piss in a pot
Of gold bricks
That gold licks
A golden handshake
Into the mix
This is the Golden Ratio
Created by the Golden Ratio
To be as good as gold
Like Autumn leaves
Shed by the cold
Creating a new fold
With hearts of bold
Digger
I lay golden eggs
Begging questions
With a silent touch
Carrying gold standards
On golden oldies
As such
Worth my weight
In glitter, it seems
This golden age
Of golden years
And golden showers
Like some piss in a pot
Of gold bricks
That gold licks
A golden handshake
Into the mix
This is the Golden Ratio
#philosophical
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Go Figures
I resign myself to it
All the nonsense
All the pain
I resign myself from it
All the senseless
All the same
I reassign myself of it
All the blameless
All the lame
I realign myself with it
All the friendless
All the names
Go figures
Skating on the void
I know who you are
A little bird told me
All the nonsense
All the pain
I resign myself from it
All the senseless
All the same
I reassign myself of it
All the blameless
All the lame
I realign myself with it
All the friendless
All the names
Go figures
Skating on the void
I know who you are
A little bird told me
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Going Nowhere
The roach raced across the floor
Compelling me to kill it
The silverfish jammed upon my wall
Compelling me to kill it
Yet, I still see myself as a pacifist
The rat sat upon the mat
In my imagination
Compelling me to kill it
I once had a brother
Who would take it all
So I let blood go
Rather than spill it
In a perfect world
There is peace and love
But nothing and nobody
Is left
To fill it
Compelling me to kill it
The silverfish jammed upon my wall
Compelling me to kill it
Yet, I still see myself as a pacifist
The rat sat upon the mat
In my imagination
Compelling me to kill it
I once had a brother
Who would take it all
So I let blood go
Rather than spill it
In a perfect world
There is peace and love
But nothing and nobody
Is left
To fill it
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Verbiage
War is off and on
Language
Hybrid
Links across a spell of a sentence
Wending cells of idiom into figures of speech
Creating cancellation
Destination buffs encourage speciation
Alliterate aspiration gape grammar guidelines by gawky awe
Wording in edgewise
Consternating conversation covertly crave crowds
Hanging on phraseships by their shrouds
Jargon spews new departures
Murmurs and rumors
Diversions mutilate pronounced expedition
With commonsense strands
That none knows what
To do with
My...
Language
Hybrid
Links across a spell of a sentence
Wending cells of idiom into figures of speech
Creating cancellation
Destination buffs encourage speciation
Alliterate aspiration gape grammar guidelines by gawky awe
Wording in edgewise
Consternating conversation covertly crave crowds
Hanging on phraseships by their shrouds
Jargon spews new departures
Murmurs and rumors
Diversions mutilate pronounced expedition
With commonsense strands
That none knows what
To do with
My...
436 reads
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