Submissions by Fishmander
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write in an effort to better understand myself and others. These reflections are pieces to a larger shade. Thank you for reading.
Sine Qua Non
There are people who
Want me to empathize,
I am unsure what tears would change
Rather wear you like a sweater
Share our stitches,
Torn for better
There are people who
Dream me an enemy,
Golly I wish but not that vain
I don't share your taste for leather
More like cheap wine,
Caffeine, stutter
There are people who
Need to see me erased
Just say my name and that's okay
Sometimes feel like antimatter
Watch us scramble,
Fucked up patterns
There are people who
Feel me lucid engraved, ...
Want me to empathize,
I am unsure what tears would change
Rather wear you like a sweater
Share our stitches,
Torn for better
There are people who
Dream me an enemy,
Golly I wish but not that vain
I don't share your taste for leather
More like cheap wine,
Caffeine, stutter
There are people who
Need to see me erased
Just say my name and that's okay
Sometimes feel like antimatter
Watch us scramble,
Fucked up patterns
There are people who
Feel me lucid engraved, ...
#love
#dark
#relationships
#friendship
#SelfReflection
304 reads
2 Comments
Break The Seal
What's my genre, don't say solo
There's no entry with your halo
One more time now with some fervor
Less like tortured, more like murdered
Glass bulb your bones to taunt the light
So that I might see you clearer
Breathing shadow lit inverted
Reach your hand through to disturb it
Recite idols, unfold, summons
Scorching bastions of emotion
Black mist is poured out from our pride
Spread thin across thee like lotion
What's my genre, lets say spectral
Wrapping around your throat, tendril
Interlaced with...
There's no entry with your halo
One more time now with some fervor
Less like tortured, more like murdered
Glass bulb your bones to taunt the light
So that I might see you clearer
Breathing shadow lit inverted
Reach your hand through to disturb it
Recite idols, unfold, summons
Scorching bastions of emotion
Black mist is poured out from our pride
Spread thin across thee like lotion
What's my genre, lets say spectral
Wrapping around your throat, tendril
Interlaced with...
#dark
#ShortStory
#SelfReflection
#magic
#curse
325 reads
3 Comments
Human Restoration
Your deft hands endearing are not required
There is only so many ways to say
Simply, you are a tool to file my blade
Trust me I know it sounds a little cold
These pieces to a preserved image that
Flake, soaring off raven what was once tact
What is the cure to human suffering?
I spend so much time on my own techniques
Truthfully, I find myself lost with ease
Your deft hands endearing are not required
There is only so many ways to say:
You are the canvas on which my colors will fade.
There is only so many ways to say
Simply, you are a tool to file my blade
Trust me I know it sounds a little cold
These pieces to a preserved image that
Flake, soaring off raven what was once tact
What is the cure to human suffering?
I spend so much time on my own techniques
Truthfully, I find myself lost with ease
Your deft hands endearing are not required
There is only so many ways to say:
You are the canvas on which my colors will fade.
#love
#dark
#relationships
#friendship
#SelfReflection
243 reads
0 Comments
In Plain Sight
We all take turns playing demon
Impassioned, defeated
But not all can perform shadow
On the ceiling, in the gallows
They spend too much time on hatred
Heart fetal, so naked
Singing the flute of their lava
All the feelings, the cheap drama
I had friends in sacred places
They blister, no faces
Replaced by myself book-burning
Not biblical, just page turning
You taste a gram of my magics
Less spellbound, more addict
Hoping to find versions of me
We buried here so long ago
I'm...
Impassioned, defeated
But not all can perform shadow
On the ceiling, in the gallows
They spend too much time on hatred
Heart fetal, so naked
Singing the flute of their lava
All the feelings, the cheap drama
I had friends in sacred places
They blister, no faces
Replaced by myself book-burning
Not biblical, just page turning
You taste a gram of my magics
Less spellbound, more addict
Hoping to find versions of me
We buried here so long ago
I'm...
#anxiety
#depression
#dark
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
305 reads
0 Comments
All Systems Must Go
Jaded I am now trembling
Privately in turn fumbling
Tainted I gamble it all
Deceptively now trawling
Use me like a battery
Dial tone effortlessly
Confuse me in all your glow
Tombstone our calligraphy
Rewind mine, poor sympathies
Re-code these faulty delights
Divine chance telepathies
Brute-force my syntax, rewrite.
Privately in turn fumbling
Tainted I gamble it all
Deceptively now trawling
Use me like a battery
Dial tone effortlessly
Confuse me in all your glow
Tombstone our calligraphy
Rewind mine, poor sympathies
Re-code these faulty delights
Divine chance telepathies
Brute-force my syntax, rewrite.
#dark
#identity
#technology
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
206 reads
0 Comments
To Our Vices
Discharged from a hole
Error to the throne
I am not human
At least, not as you understand it
Smoggy thoughts, manic
This is my diet
I will never stop
My body is failing, I must sustain
Pressures you exude
Are hands on the noose
I am not human
So do not ask of me to let it go.
Error to the throne
I am not human
At least, not as you understand it
Smoggy thoughts, manic
This is my diet
I will never stop
My body is failing, I must sustain
Pressures you exude
Are hands on the noose
I am not human
So do not ask of me to let it go.
#dark
#family
#lyrics
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
288 reads
1 Comment
Goodbye Psychic Vampire
I am a bad lyricist
In the sense
I give up what I meant to protect
With your color palette spent
So boring,
Burlap sack of tint you are hoarding
Still, I should not have come back
Too eager
For a breath to breathe in my metres
So much for shedding the husk
Enlightened
Another mind, pale, clean to bash in.
In the sense
I give up what I meant to protect
With your color palette spent
So boring,
Burlap sack of tint you are hoarding
Still, I should not have come back
Too eager
For a breath to breathe in my metres
So much for shedding the husk
Enlightened
Another mind, pale, clean to bash in.
#love
#dark
#SelfReflection
#lyrics
#prose
252 reads
1 Comment
I Am Anxiety
I keep digging my heel
Aiming to break
More than just gravity
Smoking brazen my thoughts
With sewage sounds
Drowning noise, human noise
Like a sloppy cocktail
Soft, wet, flagrant
Down my throat, ingest: Done.
Aiming to break
More than just gravity
Smoking brazen my thoughts
With sewage sounds
Drowning noise, human noise
Like a sloppy cocktail
Soft, wet, flagrant
Down my throat, ingest: Done.
#anxiety
#dark
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
#prose
338 reads
0 Comments
Opacarophile
Art does not need me
Like gold Sun to green Earth
Or a man on a hill
Choosing to admire the sunset
Art is the chieftain
Of muses systems birth
Into our arms, in till
Fleeting our taut grasp yet endless
Art demands worship
Like numens of time's worth
Art is the crimson twill
Salving blighted spikes in our veins.
Like gold Sun to green Earth
Or a man on a hill
Choosing to admire the sunset
Art is the chieftain
Of muses systems birth
Into our arms, in till
Fleeting our taut grasp yet endless
Art demands worship
Like numens of time's worth
Art is the crimson twill
Salving blighted spikes in our veins.
#love
#beauty
#SelfReflection
#art
#philosophical
250 reads
0 Comments
Content Squared
The pieces of a pie
Do not amount to full
But they amount to me
When I submit to the null
You would not place a square
In the space of a star
And so why even care
When you don't know who you are?
Adventure vilified
Among tears that it brings
Our failures dignified
By diamonds we wear as rings
My need to obfuscate
Subverts this blaze of cold
But so, why complicate?
When all I need to do is fold.
Do not amount to full
But they amount to me
When I submit to the null
You would not place a square
In the space of a star
And so why even care
When you don't know who you are?
Adventure vilified
Among tears that it brings
Our failures dignified
By diamonds we wear as rings
My need to obfuscate
Subverts this blaze of cold
But so, why complicate?
When all I need to do is fold.
#love
#dark
#identity
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
238 reads
1 Comment
Umami
You turn me into a cannibal
Vicious, malleable
Without the violence,
Without attachments, minus
Our habitual longings
Which might explain hedonist thrallings
Grown for aesthetics's sake, consistent
Like a grail infinite
Spurting unto itself,
Indulgent infidels
Not beyond beguilement;
Engorged in umami defilement.
Vicious, malleable
Without the violence,
Without attachments, minus
Our habitual longings
Which might explain hedonist thrallings
Grown for aesthetics's sake, consistent
Like a grail infinite
Spurting unto itself,
Indulgent infidels
Not beyond beguilement;
Engorged in umami defilement.
#love
#erotic
#prose
#sensual
#passion
324 reads
0 Comments
Process And Coagulate
Sand in the palm
Granular, meaningless
I want to kiss your soul
To bridge you all together
Spread like a bomb
Massacre's fragrances
I want to hurt you all
To watch you fall together
Sleep in this pond
Decompose, elements
I want to be your doll
To stuff you in together
Slow in our song
Expanded, tenebrous
I want to be exposed
I want to be encoded
To become anathema of who is.
Granular, meaningless
I want to kiss your soul
To bridge you all together
Spread like a bomb
Massacre's fragrances
I want to hurt you all
To watch you fall together
Sleep in this pond
Decompose, elements
I want to be your doll
To stuff you in together
Slow in our song
Expanded, tenebrous
I want to be exposed
I want to be encoded
To become anathema of who is.
#love
#dark
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
213 reads
0 Comments
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