Submissions by Maenad
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am what you see. For all you will ever know is what you can see.
Completely Amazing
It's completely amazing to me
how full of holes are we!
and yet we stay together
knit by opposite attraction
quite like you and me
If we build up enough static electricity
it threatens the continuity of our elasticity
and yet, we stay together
slough off the extra energy
SHOCK!
Saving us from painful disintegration
quite like you and me
And if you fill me
there is a possibility
that we can make a mini you and me
with half mine and your genetic tree
how amazing this is!
A biological copy of my and your...
how full of holes are we!
and yet we stay together
knit by opposite attraction
quite like you and me
If we build up enough static electricity
it threatens the continuity of our elasticity
and yet, we stay together
slough off the extra energy
SHOCK!
Saving us from painful disintegration
quite like you and me
And if you fill me
there is a possibility
that we can make a mini you and me
with half mine and your genetic tree
how amazing this is!
A biological copy of my and your...
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Reality
Played pretend for real
oft forgot that I feel
living in the computer of my reel
Accepting, connecting what's real
allow myself to feel
I now OWN my reel
Reality
oft forgot that I feel
living in the computer of my reel
Accepting, connecting what's real
allow myself to feel
I now OWN my reel
Reality
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Learning to Accept
Here I sit
in my childhood skin
overgrown in my undies and too thin chin
drunk again
Numbing my brain
is my only refrain
the moment I realize there's no light
blot out the night!
Really, I have nothing to fight
for once!
Learning to accept
you're you and I am just me too
no perfect picture to eschew
just me and you
in my childhood skin
overgrown in my undies and too thin chin
drunk again
Numbing my brain
is my only refrain
the moment I realize there's no light
blot out the night!
Really, I have nothing to fight
for once!
Learning to accept
you're you and I am just me too
no perfect picture to eschew
just me and you
547 reads
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Maenad
on my knees
as you please
the reality is, as I please
didn't you know?
no matter what we do
I am always fucking me
and blaming it on you
what an oxymoron
from the start
fucking comes
from my bashed heart
smashed - like a fruit tart
HA!
hoist me upon your petard
Oh, Peter
aren't you a pumpkin eater
tell me, didn't you know?
I use me like a razor
carving off pieces
to feed on later
as you please
the reality is, as I please
didn't you know?
no matter what we do
I am always fucking me
and blaming it on you
what an oxymoron
from the start
fucking comes
from my bashed heart
smashed - like a fruit tart
HA!
hoist me upon your petard
Oh, Peter
aren't you a pumpkin eater
tell me, didn't you know?
I use me like a razor
carving off pieces
to feed on later
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Actions Speak True
I shrunk, it's true
propped up now
cut off at the knees
I have a DISease
of the mind and the heart
and it's coming out in starts
Trimming off what I can
feel like I was blasted by sand
aching, raw, in front of you
accepting as much as I can
understanding that explanations aren't due
either you're 'preaching to the choir' or 'digging a new rue'
either way - it's you
I decided to accept you as you
no embellishments needed from this band
actions speak true
propped up now
cut off at the knees
I have a DISease
of the mind and the heart
and it's coming out in starts
Trimming off what I can
feel like I was blasted by sand
aching, raw, in front of you
accepting as much as I can
understanding that explanations aren't due
either you're 'preaching to the choir' or 'digging a new rue'
either way - it's you
I decided to accept you as you
no embellishments needed from this band
actions speak true
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Duct Taping is an Art
Handle yourself and others with care
for we are all bent from the start
patching wounds on our hearts
Duct taping is an art
for we are all bent from the start
patching wounds on our hearts
Duct taping is an art
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Rejection
Detach
smash that glass
splinters cut deep
spilling in a seep
liken to weep
salt trails in this heap
Detach
catch my breath
check my face
erase
there is no haste
Detach
fumble for my shield
deflect, defend, depend
I Know how this will end
rejection, my old friend
has come again
smash that glass
splinters cut deep
spilling in a seep
liken to weep
salt trails in this heap
Detach
catch my breath
check my face
erase
there is no haste
Detach
fumble for my shield
deflect, defend, depend
I Know how this will end
rejection, my old friend
has come again
542 reads
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Input
You want my input?
my viewpoint of your output
is skewed by My perception of the emotions you attempt to hook
a closet of badly made garments, frayed from over-wear, hanging on every nook
You Definitely Can't Cook
my viewpoint of your output
is skewed by My perception of the emotions you attempt to hook
a closet of badly made garments, frayed from over-wear, hanging on every nook
You Definitely Can't Cook
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Didn't You Realize?
Here I sit with my X-acto knife
carved out sections of my mind
scattered remnants of long ago strife
littering the cheap linoleum of my life
Showed you my insides
peeled off & bleeding now, from your maces
hurled with precision from your faces
Didn't you realize?
No, you can not empathize
Growing feelers from your head
you reach out from your pain
seeking wavelengths, no refrain
and here I dull them
trying to shut out the drain
rejecting emotion is insane
Didn't you realize?
No, I can't NOT empathize ...
carved out sections of my mind
scattered remnants of long ago strife
littering the cheap linoleum of my life
Showed you my insides
peeled off & bleeding now, from your maces
hurled with precision from your faces
Didn't you realize?
No, you can not empathize
Growing feelers from your head
you reach out from your pain
seeking wavelengths, no refrain
and here I dull them
trying to shut out the drain
rejecting emotion is insane
Didn't you realize?
No, I can't NOT empathize ...
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Out of Line
Lock your lips to mine
Show me Your line
Talk and wine
And you're all fine
I am out of line
Lock Your lips to mine
Trace down my spine
Electric pleasures divine
lost my mind
and I am still out of line
Lock Your lips to Mine
you taste like wine
drink you in, drunk, I opine
Lost my mind
Yes, still out of line
Show me Your line
Talk and wine
And you're all fine
I am out of line
Lock Your lips to mine
Trace down my spine
Electric pleasures divine
lost my mind
and I am still out of line
Lock Your lips to Mine
you taste like wine
drink you in, drunk, I opine
Lost my mind
Yes, still out of line
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PREtending
Who are you?
Who am I?
Mirror images fashioned out of lies
Pretending, oh yes, PREtending
tending to our beginnings
tending to our endings
PREtending and yet never mending
patching the lies over every rending
and yet, and YET, still denying
the fact remains, we are dying
Who am I?
Mirror images fashioned out of lies
Pretending, oh yes, PREtending
tending to our beginnings
tending to our endings
PREtending and yet never mending
patching the lies over every rending
and yet, and YET, still denying
the fact remains, we are dying
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Drip
There you sit
telling me you wrote your story
yet, there are pages still to be writ
go ahead, file your tome
shelve that flick
and sit there like a tick
bloated on fear
letting your life slip
one miserable moment of a drip
telling me you wrote your story
yet, there are pages still to be writ
go ahead, file your tome
shelve that flick
and sit there like a tick
bloated on fear
letting your life slip
one miserable moment of a drip
570 reads
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