Submissions by brokentitanium (k.)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction I'm just a human living my life, and this is where I spill the stuff I can't say out loud. Sometimes the words arrange themselves nicely, and that's pretty cool.
Dear Brain,
Fuck off.
Now is not the time
for this self-absorbed whining
this face in the pillow languishing
these screams into the void.
There are cats to be herded
expectations to be met
rocks to be pushed up mountains
chess pieces to be moved
people to not let down
And none of that can be accomplished
from this sticky puddle of tears
and self loathing
So kindly, fuck off
with your ruminations
and sobbing bullshit
I don't want to hear
about your chemistry
your fogginess
your existential...
Now is not the time
for this self-absorbed whining
this face in the pillow languishing
these screams into the void.
There are cats to be herded
expectations to be met
rocks to be pushed up mountains
chess pieces to be moved
people to not let down
And none of that can be accomplished
from this sticky puddle of tears
and self loathing
So kindly, fuck off
with your ruminations
and sobbing bullshit
I don't want to hear
about your chemistry
your fogginess
your existential...
#sadness
#anger
#MentalHealth #frustration
#MentalHealth #frustration
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12 Comments
Untitled Words
I suggested
maybe making art
is making love...
Well then, I'm obviously
not an artist
he said
Then proceeded to
sing my heart
in arpeggios of red
and broad brush strokes of black,
Rhyming notes
with colours
in a furious dance
Until my fumbling words
suddenly fell into harmony
making sense
resonating
not alone
maybe making art
is making love...
Well then, I'm obviously
not an artist
he said
Then proceeded to
sing my heart
in arpeggios of red
and broad brush strokes of black,
Rhyming notes
with colours
in a furious dance
Until my fumbling words
suddenly fell into harmony
making sense
resonating
not alone
#love
#music
#art
#denial
#emotions
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6 Comments
Killing the Church
This status quo
of static woe
leaves us stunted and slow
no strength or glow
Let’s start, let’s go
strike down that foe
stretch and grow
into ecstatic flow
but first…
it’s time to let go
of static woe
leaves us stunted and slow
no strength or glow
Let’s start, let’s go
strike down that foe
stretch and grow
into ecstatic flow
but first…
it’s time to let go
#religion
#frustration
#MovingOn
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8 Comments
Sisyphus' Circus
The issue is not
that the boulder rolls back downhill
nor that it is difficult to push.
We have strength
and we can do hard things.
The problem is
there are so damn many boulders
and attending to one
means letting others slide
And those that are ignored
tick relentlessly
like failure bombs
And sometimes I'd like to
just lie down
and let the avalanche end me.
But I keep pushing,
pedaling furiously
like a clown
on a unicycle
on a tightrope
over a pit of lava ...
that the boulder rolls back downhill
nor that it is difficult to push.
We have strength
and we can do hard things.
The problem is
there are so damn many boulders
and attending to one
means letting others slide
And those that are ignored
tick relentlessly
like failure bombs
And sometimes I'd like to
just lie down
and let the avalanche end me.
But I keep pushing,
pedaling furiously
like a clown
on a unicycle
on a tightrope
over a pit of lava ...
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#frustration #NaPoWriMo2022
#frustration #NaPoWriMo2022
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8 Comments
LimerElla
There once was a student named Ella
moving house with a girl and two fellas
They needed a van
so I said “yes I can”
and that started me on this novella
They departed a two storey flat
to move in with a boy and a cat
There were so many stairs
I’m now having nightmares
about falling and going kersplat
You might wonder why I’d be at peace
lugging boxes all day without cease
Though the work was unpaid
I was pleased to give aid
for this Ella is my darling niece
moving house with a girl and two fellas
They needed a van
so I said “yes I can”
and that started me on this novella
They departed a two storey flat
to move in with a boy and a cat
There were so many stairs
I’m now having nightmares
about falling and going kersplat
You might wonder why I’d be at peace
lugging boxes all day without cease
Though the work was unpaid
I was pleased to give aid
for this Ella is my darling niece
#family
#limerick
#NaPoWriMo2022
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3 Comments
Edge of Night
I’ve mis-sworn allegiance
misplaced my trust
in my own force of will and ego lust
Braving each path as the one who brought mirth
a cup-half-full vision my basis of worth
Now here we sit on the edge of night
casting no shadows in stars’ cold light
for we are but a meaningless mist
and this is eternity’s cruel twist:
It matters not what we do with our time
for all is lament and all will die
Though we reach for each other through cloud and shade
even love is lament
and love will fade
misplaced my trust
in my own force of will and ego lust
Braving each path as the one who brought mirth
a cup-half-full vision my basis of worth
Now here we sit on the edge of night
casting no shadows in stars’ cold light
for we are but a meaningless mist
and this is eternity’s cruel twist:
It matters not what we do with our time
for all is lament and all will die
Though we reach for each other through cloud and shade
even love is lament
and love will fade
#regret
#death
#shadows #NaPoWriMo2022
#shadows #NaPoWriMo2022
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Crazy Lady Returns
I am perplexed.
Shocked by who I was
just days ago –
Who the hell was that?
Fawning, needy,
wretched creature,
I wish no one had witnessed her
but there she was,
born out of a week
laden with worst fears,
slow-cooked stress,
resentful sacrifice
and poorly mixed chemicals.
She crept up unnoticed
(though I should have learned by now)
a bottle of crocodile tears in one hand,
the other one wielding claws
As I relaxed my guard
she pounced
a tempest, shredding good will
leaving me to tend...
Shocked by who I was
just days ago –
Who the hell was that?
Fawning, needy,
wretched creature,
I wish no one had witnessed her
but there she was,
born out of a week
laden with worst fears,
slow-cooked stress,
resentful sacrifice
and poorly mixed chemicals.
She crept up unnoticed
(though I should have learned by now)
a bottle of crocodile tears in one hand,
the other one wielding claws
As I relaxed my guard
she pounced
a tempest, shredding good will
leaving me to tend...
#depression
#regret
#friendship
#gratitude
#NaPoWriMo2022
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3 Comments
Brain Play
I know everything about something --
I researched it for hours;
took a deep dive into it
with hyperfocus powers.
I learned a million details
on my little study break,
completely unrelated
to the test I have to take.
I read a bunch of articles
and watched some videos.
My knowledge of the topic
is extensive now, I s’pose.
This rabbit hole of internet
was candy for my brain,
with dopamine aplenty
soothing math-inflicted pain.
I’m sure it will be useful
so you shouldn’t be upset;
I...
I researched it for hours;
took a deep dive into it
with hyperfocus powers.
I learned a million details
on my little study break,
completely unrelated
to the test I have to take.
I read a bunch of articles
and watched some videos.
My knowledge of the topic
is extensive now, I s’pose.
This rabbit hole of internet
was candy for my brain,
with dopamine aplenty
soothing math-inflicted pain.
I’m sure it will be useful
so you shouldn’t be upset;
I...
#funny
#boredom
#college #NaPoWriMo2022
#college #NaPoWriMo2022
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2 Comments
Rockwell Nostalgia
There’s a Norman Rockwell family,
classic family of four --
They’re smiling aggressively
from the calendar on my door.
The mom looks fairly normal,
perhaps a little tired.
Her pretty smile is well-rehearsed;
she knows it is required.
The dad has secrets in his grin;
his eyes are rather flirty.
I think he’s having thoughts about
the painter, and they’re dirty.
The son is smiling so damn hard
it looks more like a cry.
With one look at his sister,
I have suspicions why.
That kid’s expression...
classic family of four --
They’re smiling aggressively
from the calendar on my door.
The mom looks fairly normal,
perhaps a little tired.
Her pretty smile is well-rehearsed;
she knows it is required.
The dad has secrets in his grin;
his eyes are rather flirty.
I think he’s having thoughts about
the painter, and they’re dirty.
The son is smiling so damn hard
it looks more like a cry.
With one look at his sister,
I have suspicions why.
That kid’s expression...
#rhyming
#funny
#art #NaPoWriMo2022
#art #NaPoWriMo2022
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6 Comments
Best Pal
We captured frogs
had marble races
got humped by dogs
made up our faces
We walked to the pool
got lost in the woods
played hooky from school
devoured baked goods
We climbed in trees
and hopped on ice floes
scraped up our knees
watched music videos
You helped clean my room
I helped dirty yours
when I couldn’t go play
you finished my chores
Got into punk rock
and changed our hair
adventures followed us
everywhere
Life took us away
to different towns
but...
had marble races
got humped by dogs
made up our faces
We walked to the pool
got lost in the woods
played hooky from school
devoured baked goods
We climbed in trees
and hopped on ice floes
scraped up our knees
watched music videos
You helped clean my room
I helped dirty yours
when I couldn’t go play
you finished my chores
Got into punk rock
and changed our hair
adventures followed us
everywhere
Life took us away
to different towns
but...
#love
#BestFriend
#childhood
#friendship
#NaPoWriMo2022
61 reads
3 Comments
Music Speaks
Music speaks
when words fail;
tones entwine through synapses
eliciting positive vibrations
evoking happy chemicals
Occasionally they are ominous notes
setting a scene
to keep us on edge,
pent-up for the sudden jump scare
On work days
beneath feel-good party vibes
isochronic tones
entrain the wayward brain
making tedious tasks
less of a pain
But the best music
is filled with
secret lyrical messages,
connecting heart rhythms
through time and space,
twin notes dancing in sync ...
when words fail;
tones entwine through synapses
eliciting positive vibrations
evoking happy chemicals
Occasionally they are ominous notes
setting a scene
to keep us on edge,
pent-up for the sudden jump scare
On work days
beneath feel-good party vibes
isochronic tones
entrain the wayward brain
making tedious tasks
less of a pain
But the best music
is filled with
secret lyrical messages,
connecting heart rhythms
through time and space,
twin notes dancing in sync ...
#love
#music
#magic #NaPoWriMo2022
#magic #NaPoWriMo2022
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1 Comment
Friday, 10:55pm
Hardly enough time
To write anything that could be called
“poetry”
but the evening was well spent
After a solid week of
inexplicable tears, frustration,
crises of faith,
self-diagnosis with any number of
mental disorders and neurodivergences…
It was surely time to enjoy
the finer points of losing my mind,
aided by impulsive over-consumption,
tipsy and giggling,
squelching the urge to heckle the movie
that others were watching so soberly,
enjoying this absurd buzz of normalcy
when my brain feels...
To write anything that could be called
“poetry”
but the evening was well spent
After a solid week of
inexplicable tears, frustration,
crises of faith,
self-diagnosis with any number of
mental disorders and neurodivergences…
It was surely time to enjoy
the finer points of losing my mind,
aided by impulsive over-consumption,
tipsy and giggling,
squelching the urge to heckle the movie
that others were watching so soberly,
enjoying this absurd buzz of normalcy
when my brain feels...
#shadows
#MentalHealth
#philosophical #NaPoWriMo2022
#philosophical #NaPoWriMo2022
90 reads
4 Comments
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