Submissions by TheBlackRabbit
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Introduce me as a poet? Ok. Hi. I'm a poet
Home is where you hang your soul
Me and my landlord have this running gag
The Devil would say this place fits me like a glove
And asks would I stay this time
So I reply that I am just renting until I return above
He would drop my bags with a smile
Like the taste of sin changed his face
He would say I have to fill my own pillows
And point to an empty pillow case
This was something I never understood
From our first encounter to our last parting
But I never had a chance to think about it because
Man can Lucifer party
Snorting coke of succubi
Why have enough when I can have...
The Devil would say this place fits me like a glove
And asks would I stay this time
So I reply that I am just renting until I return above
He would drop my bags with a smile
Like the taste of sin changed his face
He would say I have to fill my own pillows
And point to an empty pillow case
This was something I never understood
From our first encounter to our last parting
But I never had a chance to think about it because
Man can Lucifer party
Snorting coke of succubi
Why have enough when I can have...
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Right in the childhood
I found a place called the Cartoon Saloon
Which breached the boundaries of weird
Mario was talking to a hairdresser
Who was styling his mustache into a beard
He said he lived in heaven
But in paradise there was hassle
He said the only woman he ever loved
Was always in his brother's castle
So he is cheating on her with Miss Pacman
Which was not as strange as it sounded
She was his type
Well rounded
Sonic gritted his teeth string out
He needed his speed fix
With cucumbers over his eyes he said
It was a habit he needed to kick
Iron...
Which breached the boundaries of weird
Mario was talking to a hairdresser
Who was styling his mustache into a beard
He said he lived in heaven
But in paradise there was hassle
He said the only woman he ever loved
Was always in his brother's castle
So he is cheating on her with Miss Pacman
Which was not as strange as it sounded
She was his type
Well rounded
Sonic gritted his teeth string out
He needed his speed fix
With cucumbers over his eyes he said
It was a habit he needed to kick
Iron...
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Prince Harming
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4 Comments
Growing up
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Dream(e)scape
Now I watch the moon
And she can sleep
I held that dream
Tighter than stone seals a reservoir
Untouched by man for a thousand years
Until a nightmare woke me
That my dream was gone
But there it sat
It kept a keen eye
On the ball of silver in the sky
And although the dream was mine
My dream did not dream of I
She was already gone
So in a night as long
As a wingless bird's distance
From the sky
I whispered to her
Fly
And what we had
I will always keep
Now I watch the moon
And she...
And she can sleep
I held that dream
Tighter than stone seals a reservoir
Untouched by man for a thousand years
Until a nightmare woke me
That my dream was gone
But there it sat
It kept a keen eye
On the ball of silver in the sky
And although the dream was mine
My dream did not dream of I
She was already gone
So in a night as long
As a wingless bird's distance
From the sky
I whispered to her
Fly
And what we had
I will always keep
Now I watch the moon
And she...
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Just A Little Miss Fortune
Ruby Fortune doesn't know how to slow
Pressing her foot on the accelerator
Driving places I was warned not to go
But a bad choice
In her voice
Will put any man under her retention
Speeding down the path
Paved with ill intentions
It is just a little Miss Fortune
Me in the driver seat
But the pedal under her feet
She's making promises that would make angels sick
I tell her it's an automatic
But she wants to drive stick
And she wants to drive faster
Fuck those infected with inertia
Not even God was our master
Miss...
Pressing her foot on the accelerator
Driving places I was warned not to go
But a bad choice
In her voice
Will put any man under her retention
Speeding down the path
Paved with ill intentions
It is just a little Miss Fortune
Me in the driver seat
But the pedal under her feet
She's making promises that would make angels sick
I tell her it's an automatic
But she wants to drive stick
And she wants to drive faster
Fuck those infected with inertia
Not even God was our master
Miss...
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Derek Killed Himself
Derek was found with bullets two
One lay in the chamber
One he was trying to chew
The police looked at the wall behind
To guess what he was thinking
Was is depression or the drugs
Was it the drinking
But more importantly
Why kill yourself with bullets two
Both cannnot travel
When one is for you
The internet was a buzz
Guessing Derek's point of view
And admiring how he could run
As far and as fast as the bullet flew
People wondered his intention saying "none
Can suck two bullets from a gun"
I liked the idea...
One lay in the chamber
One he was trying to chew
The police looked at the wall behind
To guess what he was thinking
Was is depression or the drugs
Was it the drinking
But more importantly
Why kill yourself with bullets two
Both cannnot travel
When one is for you
The internet was a buzz
Guessing Derek's point of view
And admiring how he could run
As far and as fast as the bullet flew
People wondered his intention saying "none
Can suck two bullets from a gun"
I liked the idea...
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Ray(n)
Imagine the most evil of men
Imagine a love they cannot understand
Imagine feeling so alone
It never mattered who held my hand
Think of that face in the rain
Think of the sky's tears he absorbs because he cannot enter
Think of the man that stole
Something from my center
Contemplate the most loved of creatures
Contemplate the name Raymond Zor
Contemplate how he made me feel like something less
Nothing more
Take all that in and tell me
Can you imagine think or contemplate
Why I want him back in my life
Imagine a love they cannot understand
Imagine feeling so alone
It never mattered who held my hand
Think of that face in the rain
Think of the sky's tears he absorbs because he cannot enter
Think of the man that stole
Something from my center
Contemplate the most loved of creatures
Contemplate the name Raymond Zor
Contemplate how he made me feel like something less
Nothing more
Take all that in and tell me
Can you imagine think or contemplate
Why I want him back in my life
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The second first time
Ray made a point
It is a gift to give
Not to have
I can keep it clean
I can make it shine
The dream is to give it away
Even though it is mine
Oh how i wish
Raymond Zor said nothing more
But just like before
Ray made a point
He took what was mine
Then spoke of my trivial need
For a second first time
My wrong choice had a cost
Then he said
You can never regain what was lost
Ray hated me
I hated him
He was the perfect man
With whom I could sin
Even stories with Ray lie
So when i say
He took...
It is a gift to give
Not to have
I can keep it clean
I can make it shine
The dream is to give it away
Even though it is mine
Oh how i wish
Raymond Zor said nothing more
But just like before
Ray made a point
He took what was mine
Then spoke of my trivial need
For a second first time
My wrong choice had a cost
Then he said
You can never regain what was lost
Ray hated me
I hated him
He was the perfect man
With whom I could sin
Even stories with Ray lie
So when i say
He took...
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A Holiday With Worms In My Ear
Suicide is a tidal wave of tabboo
But I do not mind
How about you
There are pros and cons to every sin
Otherwise no money would be given to heroin
I could put a gun to my head
But who would hear my final words said
Why don't I get pissed
Slit my wrists
And leave a note
I have the rest of my life
To think of an awsome quote
But I might make a typo
The knife may not be sharp enough
I could jump off a building
But the gravel seems rough
I got the reasons to pack my bags
And give a middle finger to planet earth
But the idea...
But I do not mind
How about you
There are pros and cons to every sin
Otherwise no money would be given to heroin
I could put a gun to my head
But who would hear my final words said
Why don't I get pissed
Slit my wrists
And leave a note
I have the rest of my life
To think of an awsome quote
But I might make a typo
The knife may not be sharp enough
I could jump off a building
But the gravel seems rough
I got the reasons to pack my bags
And give a middle finger to planet earth
But the idea...
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A toast To Sinking Ships
I write
But I do not always do it right
A lot of my pieces cannot sail
Sinking censorships and friendships
So
A toast
To the themes I satisfy most
The pieces you will never see
The words most would rather not be
Most
Not me
A toast to the neurotic and erotic
To the graphic and psychotic
To the names I had no right to use
To the poetic skills I am allowed to abuse
Here is to you
But I do not always do it right
A lot of my pieces cannot sail
Sinking censorships and friendships
So
A toast
To the themes I satisfy most
The pieces you will never see
The words most would rather not be
Most
Not me
A toast to the neurotic and erotic
To the graphic and psychotic
To the names I had no right to use
To the poetic skills I am allowed to abuse
Here is to you
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Darker Space 3: Darkest Place
She called me
And taught me a lesson
She called me
And asked me a question
To sit with her in a rocket
And leave all the unkind
To a distant place
They will never find
She now sits in the rocket alone
I declined
I asked her to stay
But those were words
She knew I would say
And all the speeches
I had thought through
About loved ones and family
She also knew
So I spoke of a darker place
Darker than space
Living within four walls
That cannot be called home
Being in a crowd alone
Crying for help
But not...
And taught me a lesson
She called me
And asked me a question
To sit with her in a rocket
And leave all the unkind
To a distant place
They will never find
She now sits in the rocket alone
I declined
I asked her to stay
But those were words
She knew I would say
And all the speeches
I had thought through
About loved ones and family
She also knew
So I spoke of a darker place
Darker than space
Living within four walls
That cannot be called home
Being in a crowd alone
Crying for help
But not...
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4 Comments
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