Submissions by buddhakitty
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
it's all a dirty trick
the arsenic face of
the moon
love shaped like a
bayonet
rooms and hearts so
empty that echoes
drown in the
vacuum
it's all a dirty
trick
we never stood
a chance
we never stood
a chance
we never stood
one goddamn
chance
the moon
love shaped like a
bayonet
rooms and hearts so
empty that echoes
drown in the
vacuum
it's all a dirty
trick
we never stood
a chance
we never stood
a chance
we never stood
one goddamn
chance
#secrets
#lies
#manipulation #deception
#manipulation #deception
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except for the rain
there was some sun
today
not much
but some
tomorrow there will
be no sun
just rain
rain
rain
and finally
more rain
last chapter
closing
paragraph
final
sentence
concluding
word
everything
ends
story's
end
love
ends
life
ends
except for the
rain
...
today
not much
but some
tomorrow there will
be no sun
just rain
rain
rain
and finally
more rain
last chapter
closing
paragraph
final
sentence
concluding
word
everything
ends
story's
end
love
ends
life
ends
except for the
rain
...
#apathy
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the weary bones
a double shot of
expresso and a
side order of
cynicism
faith murdered by
skepticism in cold
blood
the soul hangs heavy
with the gravity of
experience
experiences are the
broken bones of
hopes and
dreams
bravery sleeps in
the mouth of
night
the wrath of God
is dead leaves
in a dry
rain
the earth twist and
turns
suffering from Frankenstein
dreams of
rebirth
and I cannot find a single
place...
expresso and a
side order of
cynicism
faith murdered by
skepticism in cold
blood
the soul hangs heavy
with the gravity of
experience
experiences are the
broken bones of
hopes and
dreams
bravery sleeps in
the mouth of
night
the wrath of God
is dead leaves
in a dry
rain
the earth twist and
turns
suffering from Frankenstein
dreams of
rebirth
and I cannot find a single
place...
#regret
#grief
#disappointment
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ain't gonna happen
there is no sex for
the dead
one cannot drink
frozen water
no cat will ever speak
in any dialect of
Mandarin ...
and I could never
make you love
me
the dead
one cannot drink
frozen water
no cat will ever speak
in any dialect of
Mandarin ...
and I could never
make you love
me
#grief
#UnrequitedLove
#hurt
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the only fight that counts
there is a sadness so
powerful that it creates
purpose like when a bird
realizes it can fly.
there is an aloneness so
profound that it can
become a gift of freedom.
there are days so without
meaning that one wonders
if one has lived at all.
there are nights so blindly
dark that a million candles
could not cast a shadow.
it is only in that infernal
black can you clearly see
the incomprehensible
about yourself.
the mouth of life swallows
us hard,
the lessons are...
powerful that it creates
purpose like when a bird
realizes it can fly.
there is an aloneness so
profound that it can
become a gift of freedom.
there are days so without
meaning that one wonders
if one has lived at all.
there are nights so blindly
dark that a million candles
could not cast a shadow.
it is only in that infernal
black can you clearly see
the incomprehensible
about yourself.
the mouth of life swallows
us hard,
the lessons are...
#death
#fate
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turning a point on its head
some say heaven
is what you
make of
it
then hell must be for
those with great
imaginations
is what you
make of
it
then hell must be for
those with great
imaginations
#religion
#philosophical
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the dead have no language for salvation
the teeth of Ares dig
deep into this world
the glass is half full
with war and half
empty of love
dirty yellow brown
skies rain with
turpentine, dogma
and rage
we have altogether
become something
unfamiliar
there is nothing of
God left inside of
us
burning
questions
burning
bushes
burning
out
the lights go
on, but
nobody sees
the drums
pound louder,
but no one
hears
...
deep into this world
the glass is half full
with war and half
empty of love
dirty yellow brown
skies rain with
turpentine, dogma
and rage
we have altogether
become something
unfamiliar
there is nothing of
God left inside of
us
burning
questions
burning
bushes
burning
out
the lights go
on, but
nobody sees
the drums
pound louder,
but no one
hears
...
#humankind
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quantum theory as told by a dog's ass, or, Einstein would be proud
the world is the
world and see' s
itself as the world
but what if the
world was just
a flea on the ass
of a dog?
be careful of
what you believe
you see, hear
and think
the observer
creates
the observed
reality is all in
the eyes of the
molecular
beholder
and a dog's
butt cheek
(fetch, roll
over, play
dead.
good boy)
world and see' s
itself as the world
but what if the
world was just
a flea on the ass
of a dog?
be careful of
what you believe
you see, hear
and think
the observer
creates
the observed
reality is all in
the eyes of the
molecular
beholder
and a dog's
butt cheek
(fetch, roll
over, play
dead.
good boy)
#universe
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what we get never quite equals what we want
I don't want stray
dogs shitting in
my front yard
I don't want empty
blow job promises
from our leaders
I don't want the head
of Michelangelo on
a tall pike
I don't want the ten
plagues of Egypt
sprinkled on my
breakfast cereal
while I'm hung over
from drinking the
boiling blood of
some idiot with
a get rich scheme
on Facebook, all
the while pondering
the sexless features
of snakes
but I would take
a night of serenity
beneath the ...
dogs shitting in
my front yard
I don't want empty
blow job promises
from our leaders
I don't want the head
of Michelangelo on
a tall pike
I don't want the ten
plagues of Egypt
sprinkled on my
breakfast cereal
while I'm hung over
from drinking the
boiling blood of
some idiot with
a get rich scheme
on Facebook, all
the while pondering
the sexless features
of snakes
but I would take
a night of serenity
beneath the ...
#LifeStruggles
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sitting on a wooden bench outside Pickles Bar & Grill in Fulton
the skies are as clear,
crisp and blue as the
water's off of a small
Mediterranean island
lilies and dandelions
debate over who wears
the most radiant
yellow cloaks
the birds turn trees
into choir lofts
and sing:
something holy,
something holy,
something holy
and you can almost
feel the breath of
the sun on your
face
crisp and blue as the
water's off of a small
Mediterranean island
lilies and dandelions
debate over who wears
the most radiant
yellow cloaks
the birds turn trees
into choir lofts
and sing:
something holy,
something holy,
something holy
and you can almost
feel the breath of
the sun on your
face
#kindness
#emotions
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the easy things
eggs in the morning
with yokes shinning
like twin sun
rises
staying in bed all day
under the cocoon
of blankets in
January
the unexpected gift
of a day with
nothing to
do
the smell of pages from
an old book unfolding
years of
memory
how our shadows never
abandons us no
matter what
we have
done
the assurance and safety in
knowing nothing last
forever
not you
not I
...
with yokes shinning
like twin sun
rises
staying in bed all day
under the cocoon
of blankets in
January
the unexpected gift
of a day with
nothing to
do
the smell of pages from
an old book unfolding
years of
memory
how our shadows never
abandons us no
matter what
we have
done
the assurance and safety in
knowing nothing last
forever
not you
not I
...
#death
#fate
#luck
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apologies to Leslie Gore
I write because earth
worms sing in the
rain
I write because of the
animosity God has
towards
man
I write because my mind
is a dangerous
place to
be
I write because the
government
sucks
I write because all
the bottles are
empty
I write because your
pants are too tight
and told me
to do
it
I write because the
papers wet
from my
tears
I write because all
the drag queens
are so
angry
I write...
worms sing in the
rain
I write because of the
animosity God has
towards
man
I write because my mind
is a dangerous
place to
be
I write because the
government
sucks
I write because all
the bottles are
empty
I write because your
pants are too tight
and told me
to do
it
I write because the
papers wet
from my
tears
I write because all
the drag queens
are so
angry
I write...
#anger
#courage
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