Submissions by Nevermindthegaps
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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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
155 reads
4 Comments
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
131 reads
4 Comments
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
115 reads
2 Comments
Box Full Of Matches
I've skated through this
torrid life
a pyro
stench of gasoline everywhere
ready and willing to ignite
to burn down in a blaze of fucking glory
I have this neat trick
place the match head down
on the striker
using the thumb of my left hand to hold it
flick it with my right
it flares
a shooting flame that dazzles
through the air
they come closer
to see the spectacle
unaware
unsuspecting
combusting on impact
I hold them as they igniite
my arms and chest a ...
torrid life
a pyro
stench of gasoline everywhere
ready and willing to ignite
to burn down in a blaze of fucking glory
I have this neat trick
place the match head down
on the striker
using the thumb of my left hand to hold it
flick it with my right
it flares
a shooting flame that dazzles
through the air
they come closer
to see the spectacle
unaware
unsuspecting
combusting on impact
I hold them as they igniite
my arms and chest a ...
#regret
#greed
#emptiness
104 reads
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After Child Support, Got Enough Left To Drink
The sweet taste of kerosene
and the draw of a hand rolled
cigarette
cold comforts of sad music
on the dancing machine
curl around my loss and try to nurse it
the way a mother clings to her stillborn
wishing there was a way to take it back
to undo harsh reality
and the lit match
but
burning bridges and crying over corpses
is a family tradition
another slug of the bottle
crushed the glass to feel it’s shards
slide into my hand
so I could hold its puckered flesh to the reader of palms
ask if my future...
and the draw of a hand rolled
cigarette
cold comforts of sad music
on the dancing machine
curl around my loss and try to nurse it
the way a mother clings to her stillborn
wishing there was a way to take it back
to undo harsh reality
and the lit match
but
burning bridges and crying over corpses
is a family tradition
another slug of the bottle
crushed the glass to feel it’s shards
slide into my hand
so I could hold its puckered flesh to the reader of palms
ask if my future...
#sadness
#conflict
#disappointment #separation
#disappointment #separation
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Life Moves On
slam down a glass of liquid happy
another round
celebrating
what I don't know
why I can't say
but it beats
the tune of
memories that play
sad country music
sung in voice smooth
sounds that tug
at
the time she sat shotgun
fuck that
pour me another
mask the stench
perfume on unwashed flesh
a masquerade
try to feel better days
or at least damp the fire
pour me another
imbibe the inebriation
like masturbation
sure feels good
but you're...
another round
celebrating
what I don't know
why I can't say
but it beats
the tune of
memories that play
sad country music
sung in voice smooth
sounds that tug
at
the time she sat shotgun
fuck that
pour me another
mask the stench
perfume on unwashed flesh
a masquerade
try to feel better days
or at least damp the fire
pour me another
imbibe the inebriation
like masturbation
sure feels good
but you're...
#grief
#shame
#emptiness
122 reads
4 Comments
I was trying To Share My Pain

#erotic
#porn
118 reads
5 Comments
Broken (Why I Write)
I’ve tried to figure out
how and what and why
Keep coming back to cowardice
to ego
to wanting to be more than
the big dumb fuck that lifts heavy things
that can put a man out with one shot
fractured jaws
broke ribs
snapped wrists
damn near broke everything you can on a man (nearly did the same to myself)
sure they were different men
but I was good at what I did
I was loved, feared, respected, revered by guys that didn’t understand what drove me….
the shit felt good
felt like all the love I never...
how and what and why
Keep coming back to cowardice
to ego
to wanting to be more than
the big dumb fuck that lifts heavy things
that can put a man out with one shot
fractured jaws
broke ribs
snapped wrists
damn near broke everything you can on a man (nearly did the same to myself)
sure they were different men
but I was good at what I did
I was loved, feared, respected, revered by guys that didn’t understand what drove me….
the shit felt good
felt like all the love I never...
#grief
#despair
146 reads
6 Comments
Oxygen
I was here
gasping
a coal-glow ember
existing on fumes
nibbling the kindling scattered
on the floor
I crawl
sputtering in the dark
hunger in my veins for more
more than this life of drift wood
and leaf litter starvation
I spit at it
curse the gnawing growling grumble
that rumbles through the night
days of nothing but grey dross
sparks of embers scattered to the sky
floating far beyond the lowly existence
I can...
gasping
a coal-glow ember
existing on fumes
nibbling the kindling scattered
on the floor
I crawl
sputtering in the dark
hunger in my veins for more
more than this life of drift wood
and leaf litter starvation
I spit at it
curse the gnawing growling grumble
that rumbles through the night
days of nothing but grey dross
sparks of embers scattered to the sky
floating far beyond the lowly existence
I can...
#obsession
150 reads
8 Comments
Glazed Eyes And Reverence

#erotic
#porn
#dirty #orgasm
#dirty #orgasm
177 reads
0 Comments
Asphalt, Concrete, Flesh and Blood
mist rises from the river
water ripples moonlight
false stars shimmer
my shadow
a spectre
ghosting the surface
I stand skimming stones
watch them skitter
then sink
the busker's violin
cries out
strings strung bow drawn
the melody as sensual as her lips
her eyes closed
a few stray strands of hair
drape just so
on her forehead
she calls to my blood
like salted sweets
-taste that makes you feel the thrill
on the tip...
water ripples moonlight
false stars shimmer
my shadow
a spectre
ghosting the surface
I stand skimming stones
watch them skitter
then sink
the busker's violin
cries out
strings strung bow drawn
the melody as sensual as her lips
her eyes closed
a few stray strands of hair
drape just so
on her forehead
she calls to my blood
like salted sweets
-taste that makes you feel the thrill
on the tip...
#lust
165 reads
5 Comments
Insatiable
There’s a desperate need for fire
and it could only ever be satisfied
by you writhing naked at my feet
our eyes meet
we surrender the bonds of humanity
of clothing
to inner demon-things that
are talons and fangs
where the sear of lust adheres
to my caramelised sin
under the heat of you
I want to lick poetry onto your skin
blow gently till goosebumped flesh
can recite a litany of fuck me
or fuck you,
I want to read my poetry in your ear
my fingers buried deep in your ...
and it could only ever be satisfied
by you writhing naked at my feet
our eyes meet
we surrender the bonds of humanity
of clothing
to inner demon-things that
are talons and fangs
where the sear of lust adheres
to my caramelised sin
under the heat of you
I want to lick poetry onto your skin
blow gently till goosebumped flesh
can recite a litany of fuck me
or fuck you,
I want to read my poetry in your ear
my fingers buried deep in your ...
#greed
186 reads
3 Comments
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