Submissions by SOPOETIC
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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Contributing to entropy since 1982
There's Something
There's something in the way she crawles
Almost digging her wrists in the dirt
Scraping her knees heavily like
She loves the way it hurts
There's something in the glare of her eyes
That makes me love her so
Sparkling black diamonds chronicly fixed
Empty all but for desire and sorrow
There's something in the way she smirks
That captivates my mind no doubt
Tasty lips and bright white teeth, oozing
Sex appeal with shaking corners of her mouth
Almost digging her wrists in the dirt
Scraping her knees heavily like
She loves the way it hurts
There's something in the glare of her eyes
That makes me love her so
Sparkling black diamonds chronicly fixed
Empty all but for desire and sorrow
There's something in the way she smirks
That captivates my mind no doubt
Tasty lips and bright white teeth, oozing
Sex appeal with shaking corners of her mouth
#sadness
#lust
#sexy
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Looking Through
I keep seeing flashes of light shadows in the corners of my eyes
I tell myself they are spirits of loved ones come fallen from the skies
I find myself staring into thin air like trying to trick their ghosts
I pretend that I can see them and hope they're the ones I love the most
I wonder where my modernity distaste came from in this empty house
I wither away at procrastination and steal the cheese from the second mouse
I feel the vibrance of my mind drain away with every anti-pyschotic pill
I touch myself as avid as...
I tell myself they are spirits of loved ones come fallen from the skies
I find myself staring into thin air like trying to trick their ghosts
I pretend that I can see them and hope they're the ones I love the most
I wonder where my modernity distaste came from in this empty house
I wither away at procrastination and steal the cheese from the second mouse
I feel the vibrance of my mind drain away with every anti-pyschotic pill
I touch myself as avid as...
#love
#sex
#ghosts #aging
#ghosts #aging
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R AND R FAUX MEMORIES
Welcome to another fresh new edition of
the regrets radio show made especially
for Dream Hunters, Bleak Freaks, Serious
Records Collectors and Enthusiasts across
the emotional rollacoaster of melancholic
memerable moments and special occasions a
pre-historic anthorboric procrastination.
DJ-Preists and general Muso Mentalists are
here crafting the show with love and longing,
fear and loathing made by wishful w-nkers for
whistful wanderers to look, listen or remember.
Made by unrequited lovers heartbreak and aiming
to...
the regrets radio show made especially
for Dream Hunters, Bleak Freaks, Serious
Records Collectors and Enthusiasts across
the emotional rollacoaster of melancholic
memerable moments and special occasions a
pre-historic anthorboric procrastination.
DJ-Preists and general Muso Mentalists are
here crafting the show with love and longing,
fear and loathing made by wishful w-nkers for
whistful wanderers to look, listen or remember.
Made by unrequited lovers heartbreak and aiming
to...
#regret
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WHORESCAPE
#confessional
#UnrequitedLove
#FirstLove
586 reads
10 Comments
Once Upon..
Once Upon A Spaceship
I sailed the deep blue sea
Forgot about the friendship
Of the alien pirate and me
Yesterday was heaven
Your body invaded mine
Brought about mortality
And fucked my crippled mind
Once Upon A Sailboat
I took you to my shores
Felt around your U.F.O.
And sucked you from the floors
Remembered all bad manners
Detected damaged rust
All your dreams transpired
But I refused to lust
Once Upon A Fuck Up
Down the dark shit-pipe
I could talk for hours
But think I'd rather...
I sailed the deep blue sea
Forgot about the friendship
Of the alien pirate and me
Yesterday was heaven
Your body invaded mine
Brought about mortality
And fucked my crippled mind
Once Upon A Sailboat
I took you to my shores
Felt around your U.F.O.
And sucked you from the floors
Remembered all bad manners
Detected damaged rust
All your dreams transpired
But I refused to lust
Once Upon A Fuck Up
Down the dark shit-pipe
I could talk for hours
But think I'd rather...
#love
#relationships
#sex
#MentalHealth
#emotions
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Third Person?
You call me weird because
Your brain
has not got the capacity for
Your imagination to stretch
far enough to enable
You to understand me...
but I Love
You.
Your brain
has not got the capacity for
Your imagination to stretch
far enough to enable
You to understand me...
but I Love
You.
#love
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection #SelfWorth
#SelfReflection #SelfWorth
833 reads
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