Submissions by WTF_D (David I Gonzales)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
24th Feb 2021 8:12pm
24th Feb 2021 8:12pm
Minute
Look
I only got a minute
Cause I'm workin
And the boss is in and
If they see that I'm all in it
Trying to write you a
Prize winner
They might devise
A plan to give me a written
Warning or some shit when
I'm trying to think of something quick
Listen
People the plot thickens
Trying to crawl under
Desks hitting the chairs
While I'm trying to miss them
And the light comes on
Fuck
I only got a minute
Cause I'm workin
And the boss is in and
If they see that I'm all in it
Trying to write you a
Prize winner
They might devise
A plan to give me a written
Warning or some shit when
I'm trying to think of something quick
Listen
People the plot thickens
Trying to crawl under
Desks hitting the chairs
While I'm trying to miss them
And the light comes on
Fuck
#WritingPoetry
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Jan 2021 00:49am
28th Jan 2021 00:49am
Dying to be essential
I never thought I'd miss the sound
Of the pots and pans
Clanging around
The marinaded smells
Mixed with empty hot wells
My calm and my anger
When the customer yells
Consumed with myself
Thought I could do this every day
For the rest of my life
I swore this could be fate
Till a coughing came around me
And said life had to wait
Just when I got interviewed,
Promoted, and almost paid
They said the job was over
That my chance had been delayed
I was depressed
And drunk, and bored
So I tried to find...
Of the pots and pans
Clanging around
The marinaded smells
Mixed with empty hot wells
My calm and my anger
When the customer yells
Consumed with myself
Thought I could do this every day
For the rest of my life
I swore this could be fate
Till a coughing came around me
And said life had to wait
Just when I got interviewed,
Promoted, and almost paid
They said the job was over
That my chance had been delayed
I was depressed
And drunk, and bored
So I tried to find...
#pandemic
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Jan 2021 9:30pm
27th Jan 2021 9:30pm
Scar
One day life found you sat upon my lap
Cheeks streaming tears of happiness
For the construction of us
I saw a teardrop escape your eyelid
It’s truth struck me in the middle of my forehead
I still wear the scar
Cheeks streaming tears of happiness
For the construction of us
I saw a teardrop escape your eyelid
It’s truth struck me in the middle of my forehead
I still wear the scar
#love
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STORY POEM
Published
18th Jan 2021 00:56am
18th Jan 2021 00:56am
8's
I'm beginning my days
Half asleep
Somewhere down deep
But not trapped in a daze
Oh no I gaze
So slow
into the minds game
No guilt no pain
No more hopes
The last of joys withered blades
I turn to face what's left
Watch as I fade away
Sacred I stare into abyss
It felt as if I wasn't missed
But passion I swear happens
Said I was locked in a kiss
And my spirit flies
Between time with angled eyes
And I meet the world at my grave
While here and well
in my comfy comforter...
Half asleep
Somewhere down deep
But not trapped in a daze
Oh no I gaze
So slow
into the minds game
No guilt no pain
No more hopes
The last of joys withered blades
I turn to face what's left
Watch as I fade away
Sacred I stare into abyss
It felt as if I wasn't missed
But passion I swear happens
Said I was locked in a kiss
And my spirit flies
Between time with angled eyes
And I meet the world at my grave
While here and well
in my comfy comforter...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
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STORY POEM
Published
16th Jan 2021 9:14am
16th Jan 2021 9:14am
Hotdogs and battery acid
Man,
fuck,
hotdogs and battery acid
you should never just ass out
in a glass house
full of dads couch
stains from that beer
and those happy or sad tissues he keeps piled near the ashtray in the front
I might score a blunt
but most likely i’ll break
that glass dick,
that glass pipe,
he takes hits,
there's no good nights,
only them waves, beat in insights, beaten in spite,
keep that shit in,
let school see nice,
bent broke 3 times,
buried, but never been right,
so it seems wrong to just...
fuck,
hotdogs and battery acid
you should never just ass out
in a glass house
full of dads couch
stains from that beer
and those happy or sad tissues he keeps piled near the ashtray in the front
I might score a blunt
but most likely i’ll break
that glass dick,
that glass pipe,
he takes hits,
there's no good nights,
only them waves, beat in insights, beaten in spite,
keep that shit in,
let school see nice,
bent broke 3 times,
buried, but never been right,
so it seems wrong to just...
#addiction
#revenge
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STORY POEM
Published
16th Jan 2021 8:55am
16th Jan 2021 8:55am
A light in the dark (dream 1)
I was alone, I felt
Just a light in the dark,
Okay, maybe not a light
But damn, was I a spark
I know it was daylight
But past that bright
Blinding brilliant part
Where the orange meets azul
And dreams begin to depart
The seams just rip apart
Where with screams
the demons guard
What seems to be
a new kingdom
I'd never seen
But I'm sure my needs
Knew its every scar
I stepped to reach
My very own heart
Still I plead
Please tear me apart
Let me bleed every single shard
Let me believe...
Just a light in the dark,
Okay, maybe not a light
But damn, was I a spark
I know it was daylight
But past that bright
Blinding brilliant part
Where the orange meets azul
And dreams begin to depart
The seams just rip apart
Where with screams
the demons guard
What seems to be
a new kingdom
I'd never seen
But I'm sure my needs
Knew its every scar
I stepped to reach
My very own heart
Still I plead
Please tear me apart
Let me bleed every single shard
Let me believe...
#art
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Jan 2021 00:37am
4th Jan 2021 00:37am
Wtf D
Greetings and salutations
Fellow prose penners and sayers
We've been guest to a generous
host of a jealous saint whose
Innermost little loves and
Hints of the most heinous hates
Have been left on plenty plates
For us to devour or just taste
When the hour is growing late,
Like, come on, you're not really reading this at 5 a.m., are you?
We's here to point out our deepest desires
100 inch projections
Of our needs
And acquireds
So we leave you with these words
That so far we've believed
Whether the messenger's...
Fellow prose penners and sayers
We've been guest to a generous
host of a jealous saint whose
Innermost little loves and
Hints of the most heinous hates
Have been left on plenty plates
For us to devour or just taste
When the hour is growing late,
Like, come on, you're not really reading this at 5 a.m., are you?
We's here to point out our deepest desires
100 inch projections
Of our needs
And acquireds
So we leave you with these words
That so far we've believed
Whether the messenger's...
#love
#lies
#identity
#WritingPoetry
#NewYear
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