Submissions by adagio
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Unfortunately, the world is what it is. There is only one of us. I don't play the games to gather a list of fools. I am genuine and don't stampede with the wandering herd. I am my own thinker. BS doesn't fit me. Secondary ID, "SeanAbbey"
Bagpipes Without Music
Hedonism and evangelicals succumbing
to philosophy of poetic literature
before wondering..."now what?"
of the absurdity meaninglessness
misery of narcistic idols and bagpipes
without music..."then what?"
to philosophy of poetic literature
before wondering..."now what?"
of the absurdity meaninglessness
misery of narcistic idols and bagpipes
without music..."then what?"
#philosophical
#WritingPoetry
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Possible Dream
A possible dream
Fragrances of emotions
Vessels of perfumery
Taking the breath away
In life's Parcheesi
Transporting memories
With thorn of the rose
Of fresh blown allergies
A possible dream
Fragrances of emotions
Vessels of perfumery
Taking the breath away
In life's Parcheesi
Transporting memories
With thorn of the rose
Of fresh blown allergies
A possible dream
#philosophical
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Slapstick to Comedy
Smoking in bed from slapstick to comedy each night has
its own ego of ecstasy, obscenity's sins of depravity
double-tapping obsession, stalking, gaslighting in bed
with smoke and mirrors raptures of shadows bringing
with it the orgasm of euphoria dripping like whiskey
down the hatch of shattered souls creeping a placebo
for claustrophobia in life's Jack-in-the-Box with a
fragrance of insanity's primal rage on smoking in bed
from slapstick to comedy
its own ego of ecstasy, obscenity's sins of depravity
double-tapping obsession, stalking, gaslighting in bed
with smoke and mirrors raptures of shadows bringing
with it the orgasm of euphoria dripping like whiskey
down the hatch of shattered souls creeping a placebo
for claustrophobia in life's Jack-in-the-Box with a
fragrance of insanity's primal rage on smoking in bed
from slapstick to comedy
#erotic
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Narcissist's Eyes
Narcissist's eyes of pleasures having no conscience
beyond obscenity or what they can see using selected
memory of their delusional reality fantasying Oz.
Mindfucked, in a beautiful world. "Sad movies always
make me cry."
beyond obscenity or what they can see using selected
memory of their delusional reality fantasying Oz.
Mindfucked, in a beautiful world. "Sad movies always
make me cry."
#dark
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From the Slumberhouse
On the shadow's edge of silence whispering Genesis
with fingers withering bones from the Slumberhouse
creating my soul from dust to banquet, dancing with
the specter's broom, embracing the scars of forgotten
echoes muffling the crickets of my insanity curling
like smoke entwined in twilight's shroud of naked
debauchery far from the hearth whispering Genesis
with fingers withering bones
with fingers withering bones from the Slumberhouse
creating my soul from dust to banquet, dancing with
the specter's broom, embracing the scars of forgotten
echoes muffling the crickets of my insanity curling
like smoke entwined in twilight's shroud of naked
debauchery far from the hearth whispering Genesis
with fingers withering bones
#dark
#erotic
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Chaos & Seizures
Older than the minuet in twilight's veins
with an appetite for serpents and monsters
spawning the embryos before the red dawn
painting crimson shadow undead beneath
a sun of chaos and seizures naked in tongue
on flesh of your salty taste entwined
with a bucket of figs of my divine
dripping the wax of the lantern's cognac
kneeling before the twilight's foreskin
peaking before the rise of amorous thighs
with an appetite for serpents and monsters
spawning the embryos before the red dawn
painting crimson shadow undead beneath
a sun of chaos and seizures naked in tongue
on flesh of your salty taste entwined
with a bucket of figs of my divine
dripping the wax of the lantern's cognac
kneeling before the twilight's foreskin
peaking before the rise of amorous thighs
#dark
#erotic
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Seducer of Self
Skeletal fingers of twilight inspiring
Bliss of predators in rapacious rhythm
Invading the thumping chaos of shuttered
Lotus with a phallus of glutenous echoes
Dripping into crevasses of soul lurking
In shadows, naked bone, seducer of self
Bliss of predators in rapacious rhythm
Invading the thumping chaos of shuttered
Lotus with a phallus of glutenous echoes
Dripping into crevasses of soul lurking
In shadows, naked bone, seducer of self
#dark
#erotic
109 reads
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Becoming the Hunter
Breathless self of obsession between chaos
and satisfaction arousing senses over
coming the fears, warming pearls slipping
naked into bed feeling the burn of obsession
and the silence of the wings caressing my
thighs, becoming the hunter
and satisfaction arousing senses over
coming the fears, warming pearls slipping
naked into bed feeling the burn of obsession
and the silence of the wings caressing my
thighs, becoming the hunter
#dark
#erotic
#gothic
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Mothers and Poets
Of mothers and poets incestuous lechery
for pickpockets touching the breasts
Ripening on the vine breathlessly
stealing plums, juice for the ink
Gathering in the folds, echoing loudly
with orgasmic pearls of mothers and poets
for pickpockets touching the breasts
Ripening on the vine breathlessly
stealing plums, juice for the ink
Gathering in the folds, echoing loudly
with orgasmic pearls of mothers and poets
#erotic
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Gathering Pools
Gathering of pools catching the eye
seagull in flight grounded in water
half full glass blended with nature
where life begins with a cliché
half empty of whiskey and rye
seagull in flight grounded in water
half full glass blended with nature
where life begins with a cliché
half empty of whiskey and rye
#philosophical
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Grandeur it Wanes
Poetic intoxication
grandeur it wanes
with a smile
of nature in a bottle
for cork 'n book
feeling numb
tipsy in the rain
crazed for ecstasy
grandeur it wanes
absurdity
poetic intoxication
grandeur it wanes
with a smile
of nature in a bottle
for cork 'n book
feeling numb
tipsy in the rain
crazed for ecstasy
grandeur it wanes
absurdity
poetic intoxication
#philosophical
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Before I Forget
Inspired by unfiltered stains of nicotine
Memoirs of insomnia and stolen dreams
Dripping memories of anxiety in caffeine
Before I forget to get out of my head
In sleepless nights of twilight's addiction
Kicking the crickets out of my bed
Inspired by unfiltered stains of nicotine
Memoirs of insomnia and stolen dreams
Dripping memories of anxiety in caffeine
Before I forget to get out of my head
In sleepless nights of twilight's addiction
Kicking the crickets out of my bed
Inspired by unfiltered stains of nicotine
#anxiety
#dark
#insomnia
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