Submissions by Nevermindthegaps
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DRUGS POEM
Published
1st Jul 2022 9:05am
1st Jul 2022 9:05am
We Owned The Night, Even If It Was Fleeting
I draw lines on glass cut with aces
stains remain
after the sharp inhale
sniiiiiiiiiiiif
lick those last remnants
greedy to fill the emptiness
of holes shotgun blasted
through the epicentre
of my chest
there's an empire of dirt best seen through
owl sized eyes
things that scurry
hide beneath
a hunters moon
it touches nervous ticks and over fired
brain cells
my heart hurts
races like horses thundering
over barren plains
froth at their lips
beauty in the chaotic...
stains remain
after the sharp inhale
sniiiiiiiiiiiif
lick those last remnants
greedy to fill the emptiness
of holes shotgun blasted
through the epicentre
of my chest
there's an empire of dirt best seen through
owl sized eyes
things that scurry
hide beneath
a hunters moon
it touches nervous ticks and over fired
brain cells
my heart hurts
races like horses thundering
over barren plains
froth at their lips
beauty in the chaotic...
#escape
114 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
1st Jul 2022 2:18am
1st Jul 2022 2:18am
Every Win I Lose Something
Sitting on the corner of
fucks this sucks
and I don’t give a fuck avenue
trying to figure out when it became a game
to try and score points
as if we’re in competition
realising that in a constant struggle for one-upmanship
we pit ourselves against each-other
fighting to try and be the one on top
it saddens me
to put this much effort into sadness
but I wear the responsibility
of peeling back layers
trying to dig into the meat
until we tore each other apart
to hold handfuls of entrails ...
fucks this sucks
and I don’t give a fuck avenue
trying to figure out when it became a game
to try and score points
as if we’re in competition
realising that in a constant struggle for one-upmanship
we pit ourselves against each-other
fighting to try and be the one on top
it saddens me
to put this much effort into sadness
but I wear the responsibility
of peeling back layers
trying to dig into the meat
until we tore each other apart
to hold handfuls of entrails ...
#disappointment
#bittersweet
125 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Jun 2022 9:33pm
30th Jun 2022 9:33pm
Broken People, Breaking Themselves
Jealousy in too high a dose
bends you over a table
the one you stub your toe on
then falls into
a moment you run on tangents
stitch together things
we drag around like anchors
hopes and dreams
things unwritten that never had a chance
but
I've staked my life on the affections
of vandalized women
more times than "I told you so's"
would dare dream of
she loves you fierce
hard and rough in the right places
a suicide bomber
smoking charred beauty
a...
bends you over a table
the one you stub your toe on
then falls into
a moment you run on tangents
stitch together things
we drag around like anchors
hopes and dreams
things unwritten that never had a chance
but
I've staked my life on the affections
of vandalized women
more times than "I told you so's"
would dare dream of
she loves you fierce
hard and rough in the right places
a suicide bomber
smoking charred beauty
a...
#disappointment
#bittersweet
141 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
29th Jun 2022 9:13pm
29th Jun 2022 9:13pm
I Was Told Australian’s Suck At Foreplay
she stands in the bathroom
adorned in a
pink dressing gown
the type
with the tie up waist
her hand darts delicately
testing the heat of the water
I enter behind her
she turns
grips the tie up waist
"no"
slips from her lips
but it’s a coy no as she presses
into me
I just want a kiss
I whisper
I know
from the tilt of her head
the smirk that says
(I am going to get fucked here, please) ...
adorned in a
pink dressing gown
the type
with the tie up waist
her hand darts delicately
testing the heat of the water
I enter behind her
she turns
grips the tie up waist
"no"
slips from her lips
but it’s a coy no as she presses
into me
I just want a kiss
I whisper
I know
from the tilt of her head
the smirk that says
(I am going to get fucked here, please) ...
#lust
#obsession
154 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th Jun 2022 8:51pm
29th Jun 2022 8:51pm
Full Stream Of Piss, I meant Consciousness
You worry about some strange things she said her hand stroking the hair on my chest, the other curled around my thickening cock to try and convince me she should be my worry my muse
I think about that
worry on the edges of it
until it’s a polished pebble
until it’s a thought that’s repetitive
until
until
until I realise the futility of the worry
can’t change people without insanity and investment
of time, of energy and all the resources I use to simply exist
my rage simmers below the surface
a...
I think about that
worry on the edges of it
until it’s a polished pebble
until it’s a thought that’s repetitive
until
until
until I realise the futility of the worry
can’t change people without insanity and investment
of time, of energy and all the resources I use to simply exist
my rage simmers below the surface
a...
#StreamOfConsciousness
#obsession
#weakness #vulnerability
#weakness #vulnerability
161 reads
9 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Jun 2022 9:28am
28th Jun 2022 9:28am
How deep is your poetry?
#porn
156 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Jun 2022 2:50am
28th Jun 2022 2:50am
Scoff At Poetry, I Used To
somewhere in the midst of night
emotions are set to words
cracking through
the redundancy of the working class
where the cold comfort of the bottom of a glass
is a mother's hug
a lover's kiss
a dream fractionated into a nightmare
it folds like a paper people chain
doused in metho'
millimetres from a lit match
heart on fire in the burn of spirits
at 2am legs are rudderless bastards
I can only lisp a shattered fury into the ether
there's rage
frantic burning and vivid brush strokes ...
emotions are set to words
cracking through
the redundancy of the working class
where the cold comfort of the bottom of a glass
is a mother's hug
a lover's kiss
a dream fractionated into a nightmare
it folds like a paper people chain
doused in metho'
millimetres from a lit match
heart on fire in the burn of spirits
at 2am legs are rudderless bastards
I can only lisp a shattered fury into the ether
there's rage
frantic burning and vivid brush strokes ...
#alcohol
#obsession
100 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Jun 2022 8:55am
27th Jun 2022 8:55am
Another Shitty Love Poem
I want to run my finger down your cheek
rub my thumb over your lips
because my hands are the most
articulate part of me
know it’ll spark static
probably crackle
make the hairs on my neck
on my arms raise
till it hits my nipples
I want to fuck you
but that’s just skin seeking skin
in this moment
I want to see
parts that drift behind the
facade you’ve crafted
with papier-mâché and covered in
a hardened veneer
to look in your eyes ...
rub my thumb over your lips
because my hands are the most
articulate part of me
know it’ll spark static
probably crackle
make the hairs on my neck
on my arms raise
till it hits my nipples
I want to fuck you
but that’s just skin seeking skin
in this moment
I want to see
parts that drift behind the
facade you’ve crafted
with papier-mâché and covered in
a hardened veneer
to look in your eyes ...
#temptation
#passion
173 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Jun 2022 1:36pm
26th Jun 2022 1:36pm
Collision Course Of Life’s Hard Truths
#sex
#erotic
#dirty
90 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Jun 2022 8:33am
26th Jun 2022 8:33am
A Purple Prose, A Few Words, Because Poetry is Evil
Every fucked up turned down, burned out, word lover
fucking hates poetry or likes to pretend they do, because poems scream words they were too broken to speak or become pry tools to get at parts of you you didn’t want anyone to see…
The bottom of my glass wants to
show me how empty my future is
everything in this pub is slick
lacquered timber
Doug the tender wanders around polishing it all until it reflects the ocean
in a cadre of light that cause the patrons to squint as if they're all perpetually puzzled ...
fucking hates poetry or likes to pretend they do, because poems scream words they were too broken to speak or become pry tools to get at parts of you you didn’t want anyone to see…
The bottom of my glass wants to
show me how empty my future is
everything in this pub is slick
lacquered timber
Doug the tender wanders around polishing it all until it reflects the ocean
in a cadre of light that cause the patrons to squint as if they're all perpetually puzzled ...
#alcohol
153 reads
4 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
25th Jun 2022 7:47pm
25th Jun 2022 7:47pm
An aside note from some place i left in the dust
a reflection
of a reflection
of a reflection
scattered trash on the genetic highway
a man with clenched fists
a mans face snarled in rage
my face imposes as the next generation
shattered glass an inverted sky
sparkles of sharp stars
I drop to my knees to pray
screaming at the rending agony
of violence
of history's bloodied boot
soaked in distilled amnesia
to make the aged leather supple
licking droplets of my own blood
from the wicked curves of perditions razor
one last...
of a reflection
of a reflection
scattered trash on the genetic highway
a man with clenched fists
a mans face snarled in rage
my face imposes as the next generation
shattered glass an inverted sky
sparkles of sharp stars
I drop to my knees to pray
screaming at the rending agony
of violence
of history's bloodied boot
soaked in distilled amnesia
to make the aged leather supple
licking droplets of my own blood
from the wicked curves of perditions razor
one last...
#redemption
129 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
25th Jun 2022 7:07pm
25th Jun 2022 7:07pm
Memories adrift, Fragment, Broken
Tall branches sway and rustle
blue skies and sunlight skim
amidst the scent of sap
lights flash as we run leap
and dash
between echoes of our own laughter
pine cone grenades lobbed
we dive for cover
behind aged trunks
escape toward the stream
ankle deep we prospect for
fool's gold
search for marron in the mud
kicking up sprays of ice cold water
rainbows arc in the air
happiness taken flight
we’re dancing
my brother and I
strip naked on the river bank
pine needles ...
blue skies and sunlight skim
amidst the scent of sap
lights flash as we run leap
and dash
between echoes of our own laughter
pine cone grenades lobbed
we dive for cover
behind aged trunks
escape toward the stream
ankle deep we prospect for
fool's gold
search for marron in the mud
kicking up sprays of ice cold water
rainbows arc in the air
happiness taken flight
we’re dancing
my brother and I
strip naked on the river bank
pine needles ...
#anger
#grief
#despair
112 reads
2 Comments
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