Submissions by Tallman89
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am a worthless existence who write for the sole purpose of making life feeling less pointless.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Jan 2015 1:37pm
21st Jan 2015 1:37pm
This is a greeting
And you just fucking head out
with all of that in your head
off balance, walking over cracks
a sudden misstep could be tragic
(not really)
just go ahead and walk it off
what ever it is that has you
dizzy and leaning
to which ever side has seen
greener grass when walking down
the sidewalk, kind of awkward
when walking between concrete;
sky scrapers and all that
city shit which tries to impress
but appearances aren't everything
when you have all that shit in mind
that type of shit which tries to ruin
your day like everything...
with all of that in your head
off balance, walking over cracks
a sudden misstep could be tragic
(not really)
just go ahead and walk it off
what ever it is that has you
dizzy and leaning
to which ever side has seen
greener grass when walking down
the sidewalk, kind of awkward
when walking between concrete;
sky scrapers and all that
city shit which tries to impress
but appearances aren't everything
when you have all that shit in mind
that type of shit which tries to ruin
your day like everything...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Jan 2015 10:31am
20th Jan 2015 10:31am
Gotta do it somehow...
I can feel it being suppressed
those dark sparks shocking through
gray, having something to say, speaking of
those certain little things that can
easily turn into something more dramatized
maybe even a cinematic display of madness
but it's really not that serious
because when really, what is it?
Just some form of anxiety which seeks out
anything that can bring the ship down
(I'm sorry my captain) but this is no Titanic,
this is no disaster, it's just a very inconvenient
scratch along the side, making it look less pretty
but she still...
those dark sparks shocking through
gray, having something to say, speaking of
those certain little things that can
easily turn into something more dramatized
maybe even a cinematic display of madness
but it's really not that serious
because when really, what is it?
Just some form of anxiety which seeks out
anything that can bring the ship down
(I'm sorry my captain) but this is no Titanic,
this is no disaster, it's just a very inconvenient
scratch along the side, making it look less pretty
but she still...
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Oct 2014 10:23am
10th Oct 2014 10:23am
Nicole Kidman
Sometimes...
it's alright
you'll talk to your self,
so what? At least you'll never feel
too alone,
like being left in a corner
nothing to do but let loose
that noir gaze
(empty and everclear)
cold turked the nicotine
now there's nothing
as interesting as being lost within
this existential void
swirling darkly
like a ball of lint
the audience
...
it's alright
you'll talk to your self,
so what? At least you'll never feel
too alone,
like being left in a corner
nothing to do but let loose
that noir gaze
(empty and everclear)
cold turked the nicotine
now there's nothing
as interesting as being lost within
this existential void
swirling darkly
like a ball of lint
the audience
...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Oct 2014 11:34am
1st Oct 2014 11:34am
We Are Dead Stars
You can blame the stars
blame them all you want as
they shine on and on through night
and behind the blue morning tint
as clouds float on like cotton candy
for all we know, they don't even exist
yet they really do behind all that blue
up there, behind some ozone layer which we
once believed was the location of heaven
but now we know that it is not
because the stars are further than
that of our feeble ozone layer
so much grander and wayy out there
beyond our concept of time
(for all we know
those stars
could've...
blame them all you want as
they shine on and on through night
and behind the blue morning tint
as clouds float on like cotton candy
for all we know, they don't even exist
yet they really do behind all that blue
up there, behind some ozone layer which we
once believed was the location of heaven
but now we know that it is not
because the stars are further than
that of our feeble ozone layer
so much grander and wayy out there
beyond our concept of time
(for all we know
those stars
could've...
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Aug 2014 2:02pm
26th Aug 2014 2:02pm
Well... What should we do?
It was doomed anyway,
all nuclear and what not
mutating me into some mess
of genetics that is oh so
absolutely bored with what
we have to offer,
all my pre-calculated charm
and your unpredictable
heart, throwing me off
when I take a guess
and realize I'm right
Now I'm just rolling dice
Behind shades worn at night
staring darkly into street lights
some hot shot gambler racking up
on what you have to offer
sweet acknowledgement and attention
Sometimes, that's all I wanted
and I saw it as a shade of currency green...
all nuclear and what not
mutating me into some mess
of genetics that is oh so
absolutely bored with what
we have to offer,
all my pre-calculated charm
and your unpredictable
heart, throwing me off
when I take a guess
and realize I'm right
Now I'm just rolling dice
Behind shades worn at night
staring darkly into street lights
some hot shot gambler racking up
on what you have to offer
sweet acknowledgement and attention
Sometimes, that's all I wanted
and I saw it as a shade of currency green...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Aug 2014 5:11am
17th Aug 2014 5:11am
The Class Clown
(In Memory of Robin Williams)
Spent some time in the corner
with my dunce hat, contemplating
all my foolish behavior as of late
Face to face with my sadness
and everything else that
I supress, lying dormant
in this corner as a ball of lint
(but much heavier than that)
Staring with my blank eyes
glossed apathy to everything
which should make me feel high
and alive because I'm much too busy
asking why
(so fucking stubborn)
Been like this since Monday
I believe, lost track of time
because who really cares? A...
Spent some time in the corner
with my dunce hat, contemplating
all my foolish behavior as of late
Face to face with my sadness
and everything else that
I supress, lying dormant
in this corner as a ball of lint
(but much heavier than that)
Staring with my blank eyes
glossed apathy to everything
which should make me feel high
and alive because I'm much too busy
asking why
(so fucking stubborn)
Been like this since Monday
I believe, lost track of time
because who really cares? A...
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Aug 2014 11:14am
7th Aug 2014 11:14am
Spontaneous Combustion
I'm a romantic
and I said I could die for you
but that sentence was too heavy
because the caps were locked
and you are young
and sometimes I forget that I am too
and I also forget that I am drunk
listening to the sounds of wayy past midnight
those morning birds chirping for mates
as I am chirping for warm skin to hold
beneath these empty blankets
with my cigarette burning, the soft cherry glow
in the darkly room grows bright when I
exhale the addictive chemicals
and I puff at it because you're out there
and not in this room with me...
and I said I could die for you
but that sentence was too heavy
because the caps were locked
and you are young
and sometimes I forget that I am too
and I also forget that I am drunk
listening to the sounds of wayy past midnight
those morning birds chirping for mates
as I am chirping for warm skin to hold
beneath these empty blankets
with my cigarette burning, the soft cherry glow
in the darkly room grows bright when I
exhale the addictive chemicals
and I puff at it because you're out there
and not in this room with me...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Aug 2014 10:23am
7th Aug 2014 10:23am
All That Jazz
There is poison in my food
but I eat it because I'm hungry
There is alcohol in my cup
and I drink it because I can't sleep
There is a heart break waiting for me
and I walk towards it because the shape
of the thighs curve perfectly
There is an ulcer in my stomach
because the day to day complicates everything
and bliss is only found upon gazing at the
ceiling
And there is also these grandiose day dreams
floating addictive like nicotine smoke
and I inhale it because my atmosphere
is too mundane to just not dream of...
but I eat it because I'm hungry
There is alcohol in my cup
and I drink it because I can't sleep
There is a heart break waiting for me
and I walk towards it because the shape
of the thighs curve perfectly
There is an ulcer in my stomach
because the day to day complicates everything
and bliss is only found upon gazing at the
ceiling
And there is also these grandiose day dreams
floating addictive like nicotine smoke
and I inhale it because my atmosphere
is too mundane to just not dream of...
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SELF POEM
Published
6th Aug 2014 9:19am
6th Aug 2014 9:19am
The Headless Man
Sometimes I feel like a headless man who's found his head
and won't make the same mistake again
But I still lose my grip and drop into some thorny bush, giving me
a headache and some scabs on my knuckles as I try to grab it
Telling myself to hold on to it tighter this time, I squeeze it until
I begin to feel uncomfortable, my eyes roll back
forgetting how to breathe (inhale from the nose, exhale from the mouth
right?) The grip is wayyy too tight as I spin dizzy with stars across
vision, letting go, dropping my fucking head again
A loud fleshy thud on the...
and won't make the same mistake again
But I still lose my grip and drop into some thorny bush, giving me
a headache and some scabs on my knuckles as I try to grab it
Telling myself to hold on to it tighter this time, I squeeze it until
I begin to feel uncomfortable, my eyes roll back
forgetting how to breathe (inhale from the nose, exhale from the mouth
right?) The grip is wayyy too tight as I spin dizzy with stars across
vision, letting go, dropping my fucking head again
A loud fleshy thud on the...
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Jul 2014 10:50am
30th Jul 2014 10:50am
Losing Sleep
I'm fucking tired of these dreams that I have
of you with your ass, dancing
sitting on my lap
leading me on
into something I know isn't mine
won't ever happen
because this just isn't how it is
you and I had a chance
but the fuse was put out
before the gun powder could ignite
into some heart shaped explosion
as remarkable as the fourth
of July, as remarkable
as united independence
but we are divided
and independent
with out each other
So why do I close my eyes
and only see my hands
across your figure
across...
of you with your ass, dancing
sitting on my lap
leading me on
into something I know isn't mine
won't ever happen
because this just isn't how it is
you and I had a chance
but the fuse was put out
before the gun powder could ignite
into some heart shaped explosion
as remarkable as the fourth
of July, as remarkable
as united independence
but we are divided
and independent
with out each other
So why do I close my eyes
and only see my hands
across your figure
across...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Jul 2014 11:45am
26th Jul 2014 11:45am
Domestic Dispute
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Jul 2014 11:22am
24th Jul 2014 11:22am
We Suck
Yeah we suck
but so what
if we do?
There is more to this
than just
me and you
with all these strange
ideas that may
seem true
but really
it's all just blue
just a sky
a broadened horizon
across this bed
all messy
all lazy
and room for two
With this empty space
I lie next to
wondering why
you don't occupy
at least to just feel
warm and cozy
to be far
from these things which
often tends to confuse
to twist this fucking life
like it's some sort of knife
like it's some sort of fuse...
but so what
if we do?
There is more to this
than just
me and you
with all these strange
ideas that may
seem true
but really
it's all just blue
just a sky
a broadened horizon
across this bed
all messy
all lazy
and room for two
With this empty space
I lie next to
wondering why
you don't occupy
at least to just feel
warm and cozy
to be far
from these things which
often tends to confuse
to twist this fucking life
like it's some sort of knife
like it's some sort of fuse...
548 reads
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