Submissions by Dr_MANCHILD
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am I don't know. Here to say I don't know what. And to do not a clue. But, I am looking forward to finding out.
SELF POEM
Published
21st Mar 2018 11:57pm
21st Mar 2018 11:57pm
The Gut Pleads
The perfume reeks throughout the house
My arteries congeal as my mouth waters
Violently, my will wavers coinciding with the flutter of my heart
My heart says no, the mind maybe, the gut PLEADS
Breakfast is a lie
I will distance my die
Though teary are my eyes
the gut pleads the heart needsthe gut pleadsthebrainfleesthegutpleadsthegutpleadsthegutpleads...
Salad the gut receives!
...hopefully
My arteries congeal as my mouth waters
Violently, my will wavers coinciding with the flutter of my heart
My heart says no, the mind maybe, the gut PLEADS
Breakfast is a lie
I will distance my die
Though teary are my eyes
the gut pleads the heart needsthe gut pleadsthebrainfleesthegutpleadsthegutpleadsthegutpleads...
Salad the gut receives!
...hopefully
#LifeStruggles
#food
505 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Mar 2018 9:28pm
18th Mar 2018 9:28pm
Today I Wrote a Poem
Today I wrote a poem
I thought the release would be healthy
It makes me feel productive
Other times, downright cheerful
I now know that poetry reaches a void.
Medicine also helps, but expression fills holes.
Poetry allows me to seal time fissures.
I’m feeling uplifted.
I thought the release would be healthy
It makes me feel productive
Other times, downright cheerful
I now know that poetry reaches a void.
Medicine also helps, but expression fills holes.
Poetry allows me to seal time fissures.
I’m feeling uplifted.
#happiness
671 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Mar 2018 9:23pm
18th Mar 2018 9:23pm
I Wanted to Write Some Poems
I wanted to write some poems.
Nothing can be reached in the void.
I wanted to be healthy..
Medicine only partially fills holes.
I wanted to be productive...
Time to my mind is fissures.
I wanted to be cheerful....
I’m a walking depression.
Nothing can be reached in the void.
I wanted to be healthy..
Medicine only partially fills holes.
I wanted to be productive...
Time to my mind is fissures.
I wanted to be cheerful....
I’m a walking depression.
#sadness
#dark
493 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Feb 2018 3:51pm
5th Feb 2018 3:51pm
Homeopathic "remedy"
I thought I left you in my past. I thought you were my past. But now it is the present and you're a present I want sent back. I'm erratic so dramatic that it's mellow. I can't be my normal yellow fellow who's bright like the Sun with you keeping me undone. I'm chewed up like the gum I'm anxiously masticating hoping almost praying
for medicine.
Medicine.
A small bottle of pills.
Is the difference between a neurotic, dysfunctional, semi-coherent mess and me.
for medicine.
Medicine.
A small bottle of pills.
Is the difference between a neurotic, dysfunctional, semi-coherent mess and me.
632 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2018 9:22pm
2nd Jan 2018 9:22pm
Liking a Poem
I doubt I am the first or last (or middle) to note this, but I feel the need for needless notion regardless.
Poetry, prose, writing, art, speech,communicationpeoplexistence are all subjective.
What I think, feel, prefer, receive, project can change any instance by forces far outside that of the text or symbols or pictures one offers.
Even if a piece could be objectively exemplary, it could miss me because of energy...lethargy...or me, needing to pee.
I can like a poem today and not like it tomorrow, but it would still have a like and be the same...
Poetry, prose, writing, art, speech,communicationpeoplexistence are all subjective.
What I think, feel, prefer, receive, project can change any instance by forces far outside that of the text or symbols or pictures one offers.
Even if a piece could be objectively exemplary, it could miss me because of energy...lethargy...or me, needing to pee.
I can like a poem today and not like it tomorrow, but it would still have a like and be the same...
#confessional
639 reads
0 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
1st Jan 2018 7:36am
1st Jan 2018 7:36am
A Better Me with You
standing on the edge of the room*
....
*shot*
Of course it's true.
I'm a better me with you.
More people like me.
I have ease with poetry.
I can be the life of the party
as opposed to a ball of anxiety.
I feel less paltry.
I am more ballsy.
More importantly,
I like me
for once.
*shots*
I don't think.
I just am.
I'm in the moment.
I seek no atonement.
I have no history.
I'm just me.
*triple shots*
Can you sense me?
I can actually feel...
....
*shot*
Of course it's true.
I'm a better me with you.
More people like me.
I have ease with poetry.
I can be the life of the party
as opposed to a ball of anxiety.
I feel less paltry.
I am more ballsy.
More importantly,
I like me
for once.
*shots*
I don't think.
I just am.
I'm in the moment.
I seek no atonement.
I have no history.
I'm just me.
*triple shots*
Can you sense me?
I can actually feel...
#dreams
#drugs
#addiction #escape
#addiction #escape
888 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
31st Dec 2017 00:12am
31st Dec 2017 00:12am
...and The Insulated
I can't be me.
I am nobody.
What does it even mean
to be?
I have desires thoughts and wants
that all change faster than one who's wont.
All I ever want to be is me
Unless that means reality.
I don't want to be in my head.
I could be in yours.
Swim in your endless shores.
There I know that I am sure.
I can burrow deep and reach what others cannot teach.
I wouldn't have to think
just sink into every kink
that I pulled from your mind
As I avoid...
I am nobody.
What does it even mean
to be?
I have desires thoughts and wants
that all change faster than one who's wont.
All I ever want to be is me
Unless that means reality.
I don't want to be in my head.
I could be in yours.
Swim in your endless shores.
There I know that I am sure.
I can burrow deep and reach what others cannot teach.
I wouldn't have to think
just sink into every kink
that I pulled from your mind
As I avoid...
#love
#lust
#erotic
#sensual
#passion
563 reads
2 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
24th Dec 2017 9:10am
24th Dec 2017 9:10am
Why not always be right? (24/12/17)
While enjoying a Cowboy Bebop marathon, my brother and I crossed swords when I suggested a character was being illogical. The character attests that she left another character (in as painfully a way as possible, but that's irrelevant) because he was always right. I cannot see how intentionally making a decision to be wrong and do wrong is a logical choice. I cannot wrap my mind around the concept of explicitly ignoring the wisdom and mistakes of others, especially as a logical path. I cannot discuss with my brother because he can only cross swords--never exchange ideas. Typically, I would...
#LifeAsAWriter
652 reads
4 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2017 2:24am
23rd Dec 2017 2:24am
Wrath: The Most Holy Sin
Come all ye masses as He passes
the ultimate judgement with little begrudgement.
A template of sacred hate to take what He creates
and make it quake for His namesake.
A flood, A storm, Some locus, first born
Fires in Hell, brimstone, and wails.
Give Me praise or you'll be razed.
Accept My son or is it Myself?
Take My word...written by someone else.
A message of peace and love from the one up-above;
unless, you use free will to steal sublimity away from Me.
Then we'll see who created ye as I ravage all...
the ultimate judgement with little begrudgement.
A template of sacred hate to take what He creates
and make it quake for His namesake.
A flood, A storm, Some locus, first born
Fires in Hell, brimstone, and wails.
Give Me praise or you'll be razed.
Accept My son or is it Myself?
Take My word...written by someone else.
A message of peace and love from the one up-above;
unless, you use free will to steal sublimity away from Me.
Then we'll see who created ye as I ravage all...
#hate
#dark
#violence
#evil
#suffering
739 reads
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