Submissions by arortiz73 (MTP)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A modern shade of the Marquis de Sade, come to massacre the masquerade for the meta-god.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Feb 2021 8:16pm
19th Feb 2021 8:16pm
Coup Du Journalism
The forecast for Cinderella
is a clean sheet of paper
with no lines,
so she can crumple it,
and watch the characters
collect in the contours.
Comments chime-in,
the concourse
crash-lands at her feet
without instruction
(which is fine)...
she doesn't need cliff notes
to deliver her special
brand of destruction.
Scissors and staples
go together like
cigarettes and wine.
Paperclips and Post-Its
write the cover of
the New York Times.
Dysfunction is her nature;
immaturity on a...
is a clean sheet of paper
with no lines,
so she can crumple it,
and watch the characters
collect in the contours.
Comments chime-in,
the concourse
crash-lands at her feet
without instruction
(which is fine)...
she doesn't need cliff notes
to deliver her special
brand of destruction.
Scissors and staples
go together like
cigarettes and wine.
Paperclips and Post-Its
write the cover of
the New York Times.
Dysfunction is her nature;
immaturity on a...
#monsters
234 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
8th Dec 2020 2:01pm
8th Dec 2020 2:01pm
The Season's Stream of Nutmeg
She's the season stream of nutmeg
scent to slake miasmafalls
that toxic-lake a dried monsoon
below the tethered jelly walls.
Listlessly, I fall like offal,
further laundering the visions
of the Comfort Inns that pall me
heated porphyritic fissions.
In this suite my flesh is turning
bated burn-of-soul for you
that I may fast-unforge my fingers
and escape the nothing through...
But the molten cast's enfolding,
burbling my shapeless goo
into a hemostatic plasma
which my asthma can't subdue.
...
scent to slake miasmafalls
that toxic-lake a dried monsoon
below the tethered jelly walls.
Listlessly, I fall like offal,
further laundering the visions
of the Comfort Inns that pall me
heated porphyritic fissions.
In this suite my flesh is turning
bated burn-of-soul for you
that I may fast-unforge my fingers
and escape the nothing through...
But the molten cast's enfolding,
burbling my shapeless goo
into a hemostatic plasma
which my asthma can't subdue.
...
#dark
#sex
#death
#hell
#desert
417 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Dec 2020 7:38pm
6th Dec 2020 7:38pm
Shhh! ...hark.
Shhh! ...hark-
Often it happens, and lots with low-T.,
when the shit gets excited 'n' fouls up the P.,
that fish once united, are now schools apart,
and captains of ships command shots in the dark.
While the sea urchins see, and sea casualties rise,
embarks a shit surgeon to clear up our eyes.
Prescripts are decided, and letters remarked,
but first we must cut off the fin of the shark.
I've seen this before with trout and with carp,
they tend to get fat, spawn dull, and fail sharp.
And as with all warning of swimming upstream,
any...
Often it happens, and lots with low-T.,
when the shit gets excited 'n' fouls up the P.,
that fish once united, are now schools apart,
and captains of ships command shots in the dark.
While the sea urchins see, and sea casualties rise,
embarks a shit surgeon to clear up our eyes.
Prescripts are decided, and letters remarked,
but first we must cut off the fin of the shark.
I've seen this before with trout and with carp,
they tend to get fat, spawn dull, and fail sharp.
And as with all warning of swimming upstream,
any...
#confusion
#zombies
369 reads
13 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Oct 2020 2:28am
27th Oct 2020 2:28am
Cut Tracks (Septuple)
I cut her tracks to the Promised Land.
(MTP)
(MTP)
#monsters
283 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2020 12:55pm
23rd Oct 2020 12:55pm
Nom De Plume
Wormwood pool lament
our lady upon high;
'came in a jar and went
jet-black in cherry pie.
Cherry children ferment
her moldy ass goodbye;
Pluri-lolita rennt
purple haze in her eyes.
Graping her dissent,
sherry clouds in her thighs
refrigerate repent, sharing
ergot shots on rye.
For nigh's the brackish hour
Hunger taps us in, undine,
luscious gent in lady towers
legging entrails drag the sky
with a punctuated scent;
absinthe laced them in fungi.
Arsenic casein chased in mint ...
our lady upon high;
'came in a jar and went
jet-black in cherry pie.
Cherry children ferment
her moldy ass goodbye;
Pluri-lolita rennt
purple haze in her eyes.
Graping her dissent,
sherry clouds in her thighs
refrigerate repent, sharing
ergot shots on rye.
For nigh's the brackish hour
Hunger taps us in, undine,
luscious gent in lady towers
legging entrails drag the sky
with a punctuated scent;
absinthe laced them in fungi.
Arsenic casein chased in mint ...
#fairies
434 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Oct 2020 4:00pm
21st Oct 2020 4:00pm
This Side Neveryores and That Side Nevermind
...So here's a plow and hedger
for your Edgar Allan POEA trees,
your rows could use a ledger and
scarecrows should line your properties.
Our posted speed's in error
(rural bureaucratic royalties),
so do us all a favor...
'cause I have special needs.
I know that we're new neighbors,
but we'll be best frenemies! :D
#witches
425 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Oct 2020 6:51pm
10th Oct 2020 6:51pm
No Kidding, Seriously!
I like kidding!
It's a little like goating...
and goats are no joke.
If you're not careful,
someone might get your goat.
Then you won't be kidding anymore.
(MTP)
#funny
#monsters
201 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Oct 2020 4:59pm
1st Oct 2020 4:59pm
Shane's Sister's Shih Tzu
#monsters
#funny
262 reads
1 Comment
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