Submissions by LordCreepy (Colten_Sorrells)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hitler did nothing wrong, 9/11 was an inside job, and, oh yeah, ISIS is funded by the US government... And Obama is actually an Illuminati lizard man
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Aug 2015 4:16pm
25th Aug 2015 4:16pm
Is It Weird?
Is it weird...
some of my best ideas
come to me in the shower?
Is it weird ;
I wash my hair twice a day
and brush it for an hour?
Is it weird,
I'm tired through the day
and wide awake all night?
And is it strange
that I'm afraid of birds
and insects that take flight?
I bet you also think it's weird
that I don't eat much meat
I'm sure you also find it queer
I'm wierded out by feet
Well all these foolish notions, here
are getting out of hand
Might catch me wearing flip-flops, but...
some of my best ideas
come to me in the shower?
Is it weird ;
I wash my hair twice a day
and brush it for an hour?
Is it weird,
I'm tired through the day
and wide awake all night?
And is it strange
that I'm afraid of birds
and insects that take flight?
I bet you also think it's weird
that I don't eat much meat
I'm sure you also find it queer
I'm wierded out by feet
Well all these foolish notions, here
are getting out of hand
Might catch me wearing flip-flops, but...
669 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Jul 2015 2:42am
27th Jul 2015 2:42am
The Tale Of The Chicken Strip
Come now all you drunkies,
you junkies,
you loners
Come now all you suckups,
you fuckups,
you stoners
I'm here to share a story
that could happen to you
So come, listen closely
cos it's halfway true
I once choked to death
on a chicken strip
Paramedics revived me,
but damn,
what a trip
Got a taste of the place
where you fucks might end up
but it wasn't quite what
most of you might expect
The details were different
in every respect
Of lakes there were plenty
but they were of milk...
you junkies,
you loners
Come now all you suckups,
you fuckups,
you stoners
I'm here to share a story
that could happen to you
So come, listen closely
cos it's halfway true
I once choked to death
on a chicken strip
Paramedics revived me,
but damn,
what a trip
Got a taste of the place
where you fucks might end up
but it wasn't quite what
most of you might expect
The details were different
in every respect
Of lakes there were plenty
but they were of milk...
707 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Jul 2015 5:29am
26th Jul 2015 5:29am
I Had A Heart
My daily routine
defines insanity
I turned into a monster
in my quest for humanity
Now my smile can break windows
my stare can melt your eyes
My words can make a strumpet blush
or make a lizard cry
I made the mayor shit his pants
when he gazed at my frown
So they assembled everyone
and ran me out of town
I'm sure the mob will track me down
and they'll tear me apart
So I wrote this on human flesh
to show I had a heart
defines insanity
I turned into a monster
in my quest for humanity
Now my smile can break windows
my stare can melt your eyes
My words can make a strumpet blush
or make a lizard cry
I made the mayor shit his pants
when he gazed at my frown
So they assembled everyone
and ran me out of town
I'm sure the mob will track me down
and they'll tear me apart
So I wrote this on human flesh
to show I had a heart
648 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
26th Jul 2015 5:26am
26th Jul 2015 5:26am
10 to 2, or Look At Me
Look at me
I'm a remarkable man
With ten bucks in my pocket
and a beer in my hand
I'll take this can's contents
and turn them to piss
Then I'll flatten it down
using only my fist
Or if you'd prefer
I'll smash it on my face
Then I'll do the same thing
with the rest of the case
Then before the night's over
and everyone's through
I'll leave with a ten
and wake up with a two
I'm a remarkable man
With ten bucks in my pocket
and a beer in my hand
I'll take this can's contents
and turn them to piss
Then I'll flatten it down
using only my fist
Or if you'd prefer
I'll smash it on my face
Then I'll do the same thing
with the rest of the case
Then before the night's over
and everyone's through
I'll leave with a ten
and wake up with a two
845 reads
6 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
25th Jul 2015 9:07pm
25th Jul 2015 9:07pm
The First
It was ages ago, but I still remember the day I looked into her eyes for the first time. I was in 8th grade and she was in 7th. I was headed to an assembly, along with over 500 other students, when I ran into her, literally, knocking her books to the floor. She picked them up, and when she looked up at me I froze, unsure of what to say. She was short and thin, with short blonde hair and the most beautiful set of blue eyes I had ever seen, a phenomenon I have since called "lost eyes", both because she looked lost, and because I lost my train of thought every time I looked into them...
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th Jul 2015 2:07am
24th Jul 2015 2:07am
The Three: The Third
Of all the ladies that I've bed
this one was kinda scary
I knew I had to be discreet
'cos she happened to be married
I knew her back in High School
but we hardly ever spoke
So when she finally hit me up
I thought it was a joke
She told me that she had a crush
I brought it was a jest
She said she'd like to take a ride
on something I possessed
So I showed up one morning
and brought my pogo stick
She showed me a door with a lock
and I showed her some tricks
She knew just what I came for
I didn't have...
this one was kinda scary
I knew I had to be discreet
'cos she happened to be married
I knew her back in High School
but we hardly ever spoke
So when she finally hit me up
I thought it was a joke
She told me that she had a crush
I brought it was a jest
She said she'd like to take a ride
on something I possessed
So I showed up one morning
and brought my pogo stick
She showed me a door with a lock
and I showed her some tricks
She knew just what I came for
I didn't have...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
24th Jul 2015 2:04am
24th Jul 2015 2:04am
. ..Winter dream in Mid-July ($20 and a cigarette)
First thing I recall, I was sitting in my room, staring at the wall and I heard a knock at the door. So I got up and answered it. Turned out to my friend, Caleb, a junkie in his mid-thirties who just happens to share my taste in music. Anyways, here's the first strange twist : he got arrested a few weeks ago for a clandestine meth lab (I don't judge) and is facing 2 to 10, and here he is, standing at my door. I let him in, and we get to talking, about nothing in particular. I ask him for a cigarette, and he says he only has one. Then he starts talking about this girl who spoke to him earlier...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2015 4:07pm
23rd Jul 2015 4:07pm
Choose Your Poison Wisely
There's some that jog your memory
and some make you forget
there's some you just can't live without
but wish you never met
There's some that will expand your mind
And some that make you dumb
Some make you hypersensitive
while others leave you numb
Some leave you feeling warm inside
while others leave you cold
There's some out there that make you weak
And some that make you bold
There's some that last a lifetime
and others, not that long
Some have a hold you can't escape
but most are not that strong
...
and some make you forget
there's some you just can't live without
but wish you never met
There's some that will expand your mind
And some that make you dumb
Some make you hypersensitive
while others leave you numb
Some leave you feeling warm inside
while others leave you cold
There's some out there that make you weak
And some that make you bold
There's some that last a lifetime
and others, not that long
Some have a hold you can't escape
but most are not that strong
...
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2015 1:52pm
23rd Jul 2015 1:52pm
Contained
Inside this tiny prison cell
the walls are closing in
I'm wallowing in misery
and picking scabs again
All I have is my memories
to keep me entertained
I locked myself in with the beast
that needs to be contained
Ravenous is it's appetite
it's wants become it's needs
Inside these walls it must remain
so it no longer feeds
the walls are closing in
I'm wallowing in misery
and picking scabs again
All I have is my memories
to keep me entertained
I locked myself in with the beast
that needs to be contained
Ravenous is it's appetite
it's wants become it's needs
Inside these walls it must remain
so it no longer feeds
727 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2015 00:50am
22nd Jul 2015 00:50am
The Three : The Second
I've crossed paths with so many souls
that captured my attention
But I can only think of three
I'd take the time to mention
The second was a one-night stand
my so-called friend arranged
Her name was Rita and her hold
on me was kinda strange
Somehow she'd tell me how she felt
with nothing but her eyes
But every time she actually spoke
she'd end up telling lies
I felt I'd known her all my life
in just a couple days
Had me completely hypnotized
with her mysterious ways
Her body was a work of art
each...
that captured my attention
But I can only think of three
I'd take the time to mention
The second was a one-night stand
my so-called friend arranged
Her name was Rita and her hold
on me was kinda strange
Somehow she'd tell me how she felt
with nothing but her eyes
But every time she actually spoke
she'd end up telling lies
I felt I'd known her all my life
in just a couple days
Had me completely hypnotized
with her mysterious ways
Her body was a work of art
each...
767 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Jul 2015 6:50am
20th Jul 2015 6:50am
The Three : The First
I've crossed paths with so many girls
that captured my attention
But really there are only three
I feel are worth a mention
The first one I met long ago
she made my school days hell
My friends called her a lot of things
but I called her Danielle
And long before my writing days
I wrote her notes in class
I had her schedule memorized
to find her in the mass
Eight times a day I raced the clock
to also get my books
I pushed and juked right through the crowd
and got some dirty looks
But it...
that captured my attention
But really there are only three
I feel are worth a mention
The first one I met long ago
she made my school days hell
My friends called her a lot of things
but I called her Danielle
And long before my writing days
I wrote her notes in class
I had her schedule memorized
to find her in the mass
Eight times a day I raced the clock
to also get my books
I pushed and juked right through the crowd
and got some dirty looks
But it...
786 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Jul 2015 8:18am
19th Jul 2015 8:18am
Move Forward, Or Get Out Of The Way
Cities on fire
time seems convoluted
The old ways retired
in search of solutions
The scientists tire
of peddling pollution
There's an increase in greed
in spite of this change
Waters seem to bleed
and old life rearranged
The most basic of needs
exceed normal range
As our lives are enhanced
from the plants legalised
The general stance
still supports evil lies
But we can't just advance
and not leave some behind
time seems convoluted
The old ways retired
in search of solutions
The scientists tire
of peddling pollution
There's an increase in greed
in spite of this change
Waters seem to bleed
and old life rearranged
The most basic of needs
exceed normal range
As our lives are enhanced
from the plants legalised
The general stance
still supports evil lies
But we can't just advance
and not leave some behind
646 reads
0 Comments
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