Submissions by cmspitz (Spitz)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"The bird fights its way out of the egg. The egg is the world. Who would be born must first destroy a world" Hermann Hesse
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
17th Jun 2014 4:22am
17th Jun 2014 4:22am
June 16th 2014
I worked out today, but in a weird way. My friend called me and he said we were going to bike up to this college town near the city for a couple of days. So we biked in this god awful heat to this town. It's amazingly pretty and urban at the same time. And seems expensive. Right now, we are staying in his cousin's basement. I'm so glad to be out of the city, if only for a couple of days. I can feel the creative juices flowing. I hated the bike ride, cause it was hot as hell. Maybe the high 70's and mid to low 80's are pants weather for some, but I naturally wear shorts in single digits. It's...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
16th Jun 2014 3:18am
16th Jun 2014 3:18am
June 15th 2014
Nothing really happened today. I woke up at 8 because my of a cat. I went to do a thing, then met up with my parents to do father's day. I had to get a ride from one of my roommates, and now I owe gas money and a pizza. At least I don't have to hide any bodies.
I hate the summer. School is out, there is nothing to do, besides writing and working. I guess that's good but none of my friends are free. They're rich enough to get out of this shit hole for the summer. Plus it's so damn hot and noisy. Winter please come and kill off all of the tourists, actually you'll just spawn more...
I hate the summer. School is out, there is nothing to do, besides writing and working. I guess that's good but none of my friends are free. They're rich enough to get out of this shit hole for the summer. Plus it's so damn hot and noisy. Winter please come and kill off all of the tourists, actually you'll just spawn more...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
15th Jun 2014 3:58am
15th Jun 2014 3:58am
June 14th 2014
Decided to keep another journal. To keep thoughts in one place. Feel free to read, comment, whatever. It's just to document my life, so I know what the fuck is happening. Plus i'm sharing it anyways.
Food has tasted like nothing, or just the base components, for about 3 days now. Driving me insane. Feeling like I'm in Log Horizon. But that's a fantasy world, while I'm fucked up in reality. I don't taste meat anymore, it's just fat, protein and sodium. I don't have a flu, it's just what's happening. I also tend to become temporarily color blind. I'm told that's because of stress and...
Food has tasted like nothing, or just the base components, for about 3 days now. Driving me insane. Feeling like I'm in Log Horizon. But that's a fantasy world, while I'm fucked up in reality. I don't taste meat anymore, it's just fat, protein and sodium. I don't have a flu, it's just what's happening. I also tend to become temporarily color blind. I'm told that's because of stress and...
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Jun 2014 5:39am
10th Jun 2014 5:39am
Grey
There was a grey man.
Trees,
Birds,
Deer,
Children,
Sherbet skies,
Water...
Silence!
But...there was a grey man.
By the trees,
Watching,
Still,
Fading,
Reappearing,
Protecting...
Stop!
There was a grey man!
Approaching,
Grey followed,
Fading...
There was...
ThEre WAS a GreY mAN!
Stabbing,
Tearing,
Biting,
Eating,
Throwing,
Drowning,
Strangling, ...
Trees,
Birds,
Deer,
Children,
Sherbet skies,
Water...
Silence!
But...there was a grey man.
By the trees,
Watching,
Still,
Fading,
Reappearing,
Protecting...
Stop!
There was a grey man!
Approaching,
Grey followed,
Fading...
There was...
ThEre WAS a GreY mAN!
Stabbing,
Tearing,
Biting,
Eating,
Throwing,
Drowning,
Strangling, ...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
14th May 2014 1:20am
14th May 2014 1:20am
May 10th 2008
What's troubling you?
I don't have troubles, I have friends with troubles.
Does that make you feel better?
Are you asking me, or them?
You of course.
No.
Then why listen to them?
Who else will?
Who will listen to you?
Me.
Do you think that works?
Just enough.
Then why are you here?
Are you blind or is the cop behind me invisible?
So you attempted to end your life recently?
What of it?
Why?
Why not?
Don't you think that your death would cause others pain?
What's life...
I don't have troubles, I have friends with troubles.
Does that make you feel better?
Are you asking me, or them?
You of course.
No.
Then why listen to them?
Who else will?
Who will listen to you?
Me.
Do you think that works?
Just enough.
Then why are you here?
Are you blind or is the cop behind me invisible?
So you attempted to end your life recently?
What of it?
Why?
Why not?
Don't you think that your death would cause others pain?
What's life...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th May 2014 3:15pm
4th May 2014 3:15pm
Welcome to the Madness
Welcome to the madness,
God is in aisle 5 ready to assist with any and all problems,
Expect for anything related or pertaining to faith, murder, sex, doubt and/or stress.
God is not really GOD,
We found him in a sewer and offered her a job,
God, not being omnipotent and all, is only available on Tuesdays at 07:00.
Welcome to the madness,
Your seat is next to the dead bodies,
But behind the red,
Yet not quite in front of the sky.
Welcome to the MaDneSs,
Sheeps are not allowed to roam the streets after 15:00 due to them being vastly inf......
God is in aisle 5 ready to assist with any and all problems,
Expect for anything related or pertaining to faith, murder, sex, doubt and/or stress.
God is not really GOD,
We found him in a sewer and offered her a job,
God, not being omnipotent and all, is only available on Tuesdays at 07:00.
Welcome to the madness,
Your seat is next to the dead bodies,
But behind the red,
Yet not quite in front of the sky.
Welcome to the MaDneSs,
Sheeps are not allowed to roam the streets after 15:00 due to them being vastly inf......
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SELF POEM
Published
27th Apr 2014 5:21am
27th Apr 2014 5:21am
Walls Speak
Am I not good enough?
I am creative!
I am flow!
I am unique!
I am deep!
I am true!
Or do I just want to be?
I lost myself in the void,
Not sure what my name is anymore.
Broke a sacred promise,
Now afraid to show my own skin.
Sleep eludes me,
I'm addicted to melatonin.
Comparing myself to other,
I'm not good enough.
Am I not good enough?
I hide myself!
I ignore me!
I help you!
I am we,
No longer us.
I want to be me!
Problem is:
Which one?
Am I not good...
I am creative!
I am flow!
I am unique!
I am deep!
I am true!
Or do I just want to be?
I lost myself in the void,
Not sure what my name is anymore.
Broke a sacred promise,
Now afraid to show my own skin.
Sleep eludes me,
I'm addicted to melatonin.
Comparing myself to other,
I'm not good enough.
Am I not good enough?
I hide myself!
I ignore me!
I help you!
I am we,
No longer us.
I want to be me!
Problem is:
Which one?
Am I not good...
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2014 4:47am
22nd Apr 2014 4:47am
How to Make a Husk (Incomplete)
Author's Note: So, I got an idea, from a friend, to write a piece about my troubles but in the form of a cook book recipe. I'm not sure if I want to go through with it, so I need some criticism. The criticism should be about the piece itself and the style. Thank you!*
A Pained, Lost Soul with a Clam, Confident, Supportive Crust covered in a Mysteriously Carefree Sauce
Total Time: 5 years
Prep time: 1 years
Cook time: 4 years
Ingredients:
Soul:
1 young, impressionable, shy child of 7 years or older, who does not know their place
1 whole...
A Pained, Lost Soul with a Clam, Confident, Supportive Crust covered in a Mysteriously Carefree Sauce
Total Time: 5 years
Prep time: 1 years
Cook time: 4 years
Ingredients:
Soul:
1 young, impressionable, shy child of 7 years or older, who does not know their place
1 whole...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
15th Apr 2014 00:39am
15th Apr 2014 00:39am
The Spitzish Commandments
Please note: these commandments are not intended to be taken seriously. There is no religion that goes by the name Spitzism, if there one is then it is simply consequence. The following is my idea of how the ten commandments should be, if they should exist at all.*
1. Thou shall keep an open mind. It is important to not only accept my words, but the words of other entities lesser than, equal to, or great than myself. In order to justly reject one's opinion one must use logical, calm and rational thinking and/or debate. Also, at least two other entities agree that your thinking...
1. Thou shall keep an open mind. It is important to not only accept my words, but the words of other entities lesser than, equal to, or great than myself. In order to justly reject one's opinion one must use logical, calm and rational thinking and/or debate. Also, at least two other entities agree that your thinking...
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SELF POEM
Published
9th Apr 2014 8:50am
9th Apr 2014 8:50am
Memory
When I die,
I hope to be remembers as defiant.
I live, breath, eat, sleep, sweat un-conformity.
I'm pro death because fuck PC and Christians.
My mind was raped,
I believed in sky people,
I thought I was going to heaven,
But ended up in this hell.
I can't speak my mind,
Fearing that it would hurt little Jimmy,
Sorry, I meant Jamie.
My religion is nihilism,
I am the preacher of nothingness,
My scripture is Hiroshima,
My God is nuclear winter.
I stand for the oppressed,
I can't stand this...
I hope to be remembers as defiant.
I live, breath, eat, sleep, sweat un-conformity.
I'm pro death because fuck PC and Christians.
My mind was raped,
I believed in sky people,
I thought I was going to heaven,
But ended up in this hell.
I can't speak my mind,
Fearing that it would hurt little Jimmy,
Sorry, I meant Jamie.
My religion is nihilism,
I am the preacher of nothingness,
My scripture is Hiroshima,
My God is nuclear winter.
I stand for the oppressed,
I can't stand this...
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Apr 2014 5:15am
4th Apr 2014 5:15am
Fail
I am not gonna lie nor sugarcoat it,
Because salt can only be sweetened so much before it's no longer the truth,
I attempted to take my life five times already,
This piece isn't about "Oh miserable me!" or other's with my condition,
It's about failure.
Failure is not to be ashamed nor feared.
It should be embraced,
It shapes us,
Changes us, maybe for the better or for the worse.
Does it really matter?
If I never failed,
I would be deeper in the rabbit hole than Alice,
Probably buried in my despair and a little dirt,
I...
Because salt can only be sweetened so much before it's no longer the truth,
I attempted to take my life five times already,
This piece isn't about "Oh miserable me!" or other's with my condition,
It's about failure.
Failure is not to be ashamed nor feared.
It should be embraced,
It shapes us,
Changes us, maybe for the better or for the worse.
Does it really matter?
If I never failed,
I would be deeper in the rabbit hole than Alice,
Probably buried in my despair and a little dirt,
I...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Mar 2014 10:39pm
10th Mar 2014 10:39pm
Other
Story untold
Half way grown
Lost from home
Nothing but a drone
Whisper never heard
Meaning blurred
Innocence cured
Face furred
Grief scared
Existence barred
Neck jarred
Eyes reduced to shards
Blue glazed
Red blazed
Sentience dazed
Body enslaved
Arm torn
Hands scorned
Legs mourned
Hate born
Bodies decay
Life pays
Death plays
We pain
Half way grown
Lost from home
Nothing but a drone
Whisper never heard
Meaning blurred
Innocence cured
Face furred
Grief scared
Existence barred
Neck jarred
Eyes reduced to shards
Blue glazed
Red blazed
Sentience dazed
Body enslaved
Arm torn
Hands scorned
Legs mourned
Hate born
Bodies decay
Life pays
Death plays
We pain
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