Submissions by buddhakitty
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
106 words to describe futility
a low rent Faulkner
bleeding out of the
eyes of Capricorn
revenge in every
pig snout word
spilled across the
table like a glass
of juice in the hands
of a clumsy child
rage is an apple
seed that grows
monsters if left
unharvested
the morning came
and went
you came and went
but i really don't
remember the
morning or you--
just the came and
went
and beyond the borders of ...
bleeding out of the
eyes of Capricorn
revenge in every
pig snout word
spilled across the
table like a glass
of juice in the hands
of a clumsy child
rage is an apple
seed that grows
monsters if left
unharvested
the morning came
and went
you came and went
but i really don't
remember the
morning or you--
just the came and
went
and beyond the borders of ...
#sadness
#apathy
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shit is as shit does
bull shit
horse shit
dont give a
shit
shit head
bat shit
crazy
hot shit
HOLY SHIT!
get your shit
together
get your shit
outta here
shits getting
deep
crock of
shit
shit faced
shoot the
shit
shit happens
JUST LOOK AT
ALL THIS SHIT!
tough shit
and just in case
you dont like all
this shit...
then you can
ingest copious
amounts of
fecal matter ...
horse shit
dont give a
shit
shit head
bat shit
crazy
hot shit
HOLY SHIT!
get your shit
together
get your shit
outta here
shits getting
deep
crock of
shit
shit faced
shoot the
shit
shit happens
JUST LOOK AT
ALL THIS SHIT!
tough shit
and just in case
you dont like all
this shit...
then you can
ingest copious
amounts of
fecal matter ...
#MyInspiration
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9 Comments
trauma
sometimes
scars from
wounds are
crowns of
victory that
show the
world we
are still here
scars from
wounds are
crowns of
victory that
show the
world we
are still here
#strength
#courage
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17 Comments
fleas on the head of a dead monkey
very little of this is about
fleas
this is mostly about a dead
monkey
and how he died is a matter
of conjecture
the rumors going around
jungle town is that maybe
he was having an affair
with the gazelle living at
the end of the bush
the monkey's old lady
found out and pushed
him out of the tree as
she didn't dig interspecies
shenanigans and going on's
the wild boar and tiger
said that they had heard
the monkey got a hold
of fermented banana
juice,...
fleas
this is mostly about a dead
monkey
and how he died is a matter
of conjecture
the rumors going around
jungle town is that maybe
he was having an affair
with the gazelle living at
the end of the bush
the monkey's old lady
found out and pushed
him out of the tree as
she didn't dig interspecies
shenanigans and going on's
the wild boar and tiger
said that they had heard
the monkey got a hold
of fermented banana
juice,...
#fate
#dystopian
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16 Comments
random thoughts
I have
always
wondered...
what
bugged
Kafka?
always
wondered...
what
bugged
Kafka?
#secrets
422 reads
12 Comments
a cutting remark
I held your
heart in
my hands
once...
then went
into the
kitchen and
washed off
the knife
heart in
my hands
once...
then went
into the
kitchen and
washed off
the knife
#disappointment
542 reads
16 Comments
poetry and devolution of zeitgeist
posers and
highway men
word salad
conmen hustling
the centuries for a few
vain scraps of immortality
used car salesman of
sadness
quills filled with
snake oil and the
promises of an
enternal eros
there is little said
now that has not
been said better
in some past age
the roses of poetry
sleep in Arthurian
dreams
and the death,
death, death of
idylls
revealing to
all that a fool
and his words
are soon, and ...
highway men
word salad
conmen hustling
the centuries for a few
vain scraps of immortality
used car salesman of
sadness
quills filled with
snake oil and the
promises of an
enternal eros
there is little said
now that has not
been said better
in some past age
the roses of poetry
sleep in Arthurian
dreams
and the death,
death, death of
idylls
revealing to
all that a fool
and his words
are soon, and ...
#satirical
#humankind
#hypocrisy
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10 Comments
about my writing
a trickster,
slight of
hand
a carnival
barker
a street
performer
passing the
hat around
a pedestrian
running madly
against the light
on a crowded
street
raindrops falling
into mud
four flat tires
dadaism
fleas on the head of
a dead monkey
the joke with no
punch line
randomness on
it's last legs
a poisoned
apple
a wounded spirit
looking for a
place to
land
left...
slight of
hand
a carnival
barker
a street
performer
passing the
hat around
a pedestrian
running madly
against the light
on a crowded
street
raindrops falling
into mud
four flat tires
dadaism
fleas on the head of
a dead monkey
the joke with no
punch line
randomness on
it's last legs
a poisoned
apple
a wounded spirit
looking for a
place to
land
left...
#StreamOfConsciousness
598 reads
15 Comments
undeniable
the sun cries
waste
waste
waste
the moon cries
waste
waste
waste
the heavens cry
waste
waste
waste
the earth cries
waste
waste
waste
this place
this time
this world
the genocide
of
possibilities
the murder
of
human potential
the sacrifice
of
peace
the mirror of
our actions reflect
their true intent
that reflection cries
waste ...
waste
waste
waste
the moon cries
waste
waste
waste
the heavens cry
waste
waste
waste
the earth cries
waste
waste
waste
this place
this time
this world
the genocide
of
possibilities
the murder
of
human potential
the sacrifice
of
peace
the mirror of
our actions reflect
their true intent
that reflection cries
waste ...
#humankind
#ignorance
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encore for the lesser beings
we are all only
a day away from:
a knives edge
a madman with
a gun
losing a job
losing a love
shattering our
sanity
each moment
a pennydreadful
a film noir
a french
farce
inside of us,
a grand theatre
act
upon
act of
mocking
critical
review
performances of the
wasted and hell-bound
wearing the masks
of
Thalia
and
Melpomene
and at our
feet
ants ...
a day away from:
a knives edge
a madman with
a gun
losing a job
losing a love
shattering our
sanity
each moment
a pennydreadful
a film noir
a french
farce
inside of us,
a grand theatre
act
upon
act of
mocking
critical
review
performances of the
wasted and hell-bound
wearing the masks
of
Thalia
and
Melpomene
and at our
feet
ants ...
#humankind
#hypocrisy
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10 Comments
Not Quite Haiku
III
Damp earth
between
toes
Fog rises
above the
face of
the pond
like ghost
escaping
daybreak
IV
Bowl full
of
cherries
Red sweet
memories
of us
covered
in pink
blossoms
Damp earth
between
toes
Fog rises
above the
face of
the pond
like ghost
escaping
daybreak
IV
Bowl full
of
cherries
Red sweet
memories
of us
covered
in pink
blossoms
#earth
#water
#gratitude
400 reads
4 Comments
Not Quite Haiku
I
June
opens her
eyes...
butterfly
wings
fluttering...
scenting
the breeze
with summer
II
Tide of
stars
in sky
She/he is
a bottle
of saki...
her/his plums
intoxicate
June
opens her
eyes...
butterfly
wings
fluttering...
scenting
the breeze
with summer
II
Tide of
stars
in sky
She/he is
a bottle
of saki...
her/his plums
intoxicate
#summer
#fall
#spring
#morning
#night
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