Submissions by Nil (Nolan)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
At any age.
I was never good.
At growing up.
I still.
Get high.
Sleep too late.
Hate myself.
With teenage angst.
Never once did.
I come around to these.
Inevitable life lessons.
I was supposed to find in the meandering.
Of life.
I still get arrested.
Still run from my problems.
Don't want no wife.
No long term friends.
Nothing to bind me to reality.
As though I'm playing the game of life.
Correctly.
I keep making temporary solutions.
Permanent.
Bad choices.
...
At growing up.
I still.
Get high.
Sleep too late.
Hate myself.
With teenage angst.
Never once did.
I come around to these.
Inevitable life lessons.
I was supposed to find in the meandering.
Of life.
I still get arrested.
Still run from my problems.
Don't want no wife.
No long term friends.
Nothing to bind me to reality.
As though I'm playing the game of life.
Correctly.
I keep making temporary solutions.
Permanent.
Bad choices.
...
#boredom
#confusion
#regret #sadness
#regret #sadness
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Ed
I used to talk to him.
In the backyard.
Filled with
dog shit.
We never
cleaned.
But his old yarns.
Were as lively.
As the sky burning purple and orange.
In these
prairie sunsets.
I suppose he was dying.
Then.
But,
not dead enough.
To not be able to tell.
A tall tale.
Or two that.
Changed,
every time he told them
I got lost in his.
Used to bes.
And, people who
ain't no angels.
Setting each other on fire.
For five dollar debts.
...
In the backyard.
Filled with
dog shit.
We never
cleaned.
But his old yarns.
Were as lively.
As the sky burning purple and orange.
In these
prairie sunsets.
I suppose he was dying.
Then.
But,
not dead enough.
To not be able to tell.
A tall tale.
Or two that.
Changed,
every time he told them
I got lost in his.
Used to bes.
And, people who
ain't no angels.
Setting each other on fire.
For five dollar debts.
...
#friendship
#men
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Christmas.
We used to dance.
With each other.
When there was noone there.
Singing nothings to each other.
In whispered jokes.
And, know me nots.
You told me it.
Didnt matter.
How I looked.
Just had to.
Move to the beat.
Comes up sometimes when.
I'm lonely.
Mom.
Like some old Motown Song.
Dull hum on a record player.
The tube television.
Static and syndication
And I don't wanna know.
If it was a dream.
Or not.
Cause, I"m still there I hope.
Dancing til I'm...
With each other.
When there was noone there.
Singing nothings to each other.
In whispered jokes.
And, know me nots.
You told me it.
Didnt matter.
How I looked.
Just had to.
Move to the beat.
Comes up sometimes when.
I'm lonely.
Mom.
Like some old Motown Song.
Dull hum on a record player.
The tube television.
Static and syndication
And I don't wanna know.
If it was a dream.
Or not.
Cause, I"m still there I hope.
Dancing til I'm...
#BestFriend
#children
#heroic
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Fatalism
Tomorrow.
Coulda been something.
If I wanted to be
there.
Seems like I'm.
Just waiting
for the
world to end.
The horizons are
on fire.
Death coming from
above.
On wings of whispered.
Annihilation.
I'd rather be travelling.
But.
Thinkin of running away somewhere.
Else.
Somwehere safe.
Though,
I never do.
And, I can't escape the.
Shock.
Wave.
I'm just running on empty.
Hopped up on adrenaline.
Avoiding flashes in the...
Coulda been something.
If I wanted to be
there.
Seems like I'm.
Just waiting
for the
world to end.
The horizons are
on fire.
Death coming from
above.
On wings of whispered.
Annihilation.
I'd rather be travelling.
But.
Thinkin of running away somewhere.
Else.
Somwehere safe.
Though,
I never do.
And, I can't escape the.
Shock.
Wave.
I'm just running on empty.
Hopped up on adrenaline.
Avoiding flashes in the...
#anxiety
#confusion
#regret #sadness
#regret #sadness
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Hitching out of my bad Memories
I wrote you so many poems.
I forgot which ones they were or their name.
Just a bleeding into itself of yesterdays and regrets.
Who knew you'd tell me once not to tell you what to think.
And, I wouldn't.
And, I didn't.
But, me, on myself, on how I behave.
I just fade away faster than usual these days.
When someone abandons me.
Once again I must subvert my own interests.
For the fantasies about myself.
In other people's mind.
So, blame me for my response I guess.
I wouldn't know.
You left without a...
I forgot which ones they were or their name.
Just a bleeding into itself of yesterdays and regrets.
Who knew you'd tell me once not to tell you what to think.
And, I wouldn't.
And, I didn't.
But, me, on myself, on how I behave.
I just fade away faster than usual these days.
When someone abandons me.
Once again I must subvert my own interests.
For the fantasies about myself.
In other people's mind.
So, blame me for my response I guess.
I wouldn't know.
You left without a...
#confusion
#emptiness
#heartbroken
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Being Comatose
![restricted poem](/images/extremecontent.jpg)
#apathy
#boredom
#frustration
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DU Poetry : Submissions by Nil (Nolan)