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
DARK POEM
Published
10th Mar 2014 3:53am
10th Mar 2014 3:53am
Children
Laughing
Prancing
Playing
Fields
Flowers
Sun
Running
Jumping
Playing
Wind
Clouds
Fire?
Plucking
Smelling
Enjoying
Fire
Explosions
Death
Running
Skipping
Burning
Wind
Decay
Time
Limping
Glowing
Enduring
Sunless
Dryness
Fields
Bodies
Flowers
Decay
Skinless Children
Glowing
Running
Smelling
Enjoying
Playing
Prancing
Playing
Fields
Flowers
Sun
Running
Jumping
Playing
Wind
Clouds
Fire?
Plucking
Smelling
Enjoying
Fire
Explosions
Death
Running
Skipping
Burning
Wind
Decay
Time
Limping
Glowing
Enduring
Sunless
Dryness
Fields
Bodies
Flowers
Decay
Skinless Children
Glowing
Running
Smelling
Enjoying
Playing
723 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Mar 2014 2:34am
6th Mar 2014 2:34am
Freedom
Freedom is the right to laugh at freedom.
We pretend we are free to roam our fields,
When really, we are grazing for our slaughter.
Praying to our holiest shepherd, our only salvation,
Our murderer.
Attacking wolves because they murder freedom,
Harvesting us sheep for wool and meat.
Oppression is their language and Molotov Cocktails our's,
When we are freed, we graze again.
Just blaze up,
Forget about being a sheep while blazing and grazing,
He wants you to.
Play into his hand, lamb.
Once you forget, you forgive and die,...
We pretend we are free to roam our fields,
When really, we are grazing for our slaughter.
Praying to our holiest shepherd, our only salvation,
Our murderer.
Attacking wolves because they murder freedom,
Harvesting us sheep for wool and meat.
Oppression is their language and Molotov Cocktails our's,
When we are freed, we graze again.
Just blaze up,
Forget about being a sheep while blazing and grazing,
He wants you to.
Play into his hand, lamb.
Once you forget, you forgive and die,...
680 reads
5 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
16th Feb 2014 00:22am
16th Feb 2014 00:22am
Stand Up
When I die, kill me.
Because then I would've given up,
I can't give up just yet,
But in case I do, end my shame before I become the oppressor of my oppression!
This depression is stealing me!
But I mustn't be taken by some petty thief trying to feed that family, or that habit,
Just like how I feel like the Tin Man without a Heart, the Lion with out a hut, and the scarecrow with two brains!
All of this thinking is hurting me so much,
I just want to give up.
But like Alice, I'm too far down the rabbit hole to slow down!
But if I speed up, the...
Because then I would've given up,
I can't give up just yet,
But in case I do, end my shame before I become the oppressor of my oppression!
This depression is stealing me!
But I mustn't be taken by some petty thief trying to feed that family, or that habit,
Just like how I feel like the Tin Man without a Heart, the Lion with out a hut, and the scarecrow with two brains!
All of this thinking is hurting me so much,
I just want to give up.
But like Alice, I'm too far down the rabbit hole to slow down!
But if I speed up, the...
653 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Feb 2014 2:03am
11th Feb 2014 2:03am
Innocent Dream Catcher
Kill me once, shame on you.
Kill me twice, shame on me.
Kill me a third time, I will not return the favor.
It's not because I'm tolerant of that behavior,
It's because I'm a dream chaser, and I don't want to waste my dreams on you.
I won't let my dreams be eaten because of a trivial moral dilemma:
Are white hands stained red, or are red hands stained white?
Are hands painted white then dull to red or painted red and chip to white?
A child inherently beats up that girly boy and picks up the white Barbie Doll,
A broken man can die then become the...
Kill me twice, shame on me.
Kill me a third time, I will not return the favor.
It's not because I'm tolerant of that behavior,
It's because I'm a dream chaser, and I don't want to waste my dreams on you.
I won't let my dreams be eaten because of a trivial moral dilemma:
Are white hands stained red, or are red hands stained white?
Are hands painted white then dull to red or painted red and chip to white?
A child inherently beats up that girly boy and picks up the white Barbie Doll,
A broken man can die then become the...
667 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Feb 2014 00:34am
9th Feb 2014 00:34am
Butterflies Unicorns Rainbows
I am a deadman,
Not a deadman walking mind you,
For I don't walk, I stride without any pride, knowing that I am dead,
Now you may be thinking, "Oh he's insane. He's walking, talking and breathing like us, the living, laughing, loving ones, and yet he claims he is dead,"
And there you are wrong. Not completely wrong mind you,
If that were so, you too would be a deadman, dead women, dead mouse, dead transgender or dead undisclosed gender, species, race, religion, country, and/or island.
I am dead because I said so,
Because truth is the words that are made...
Not a deadman walking mind you,
For I don't walk, I stride without any pride, knowing that I am dead,
Now you may be thinking, "Oh he's insane. He's walking, talking and breathing like us, the living, laughing, loving ones, and yet he claims he is dead,"
And there you are wrong. Not completely wrong mind you,
If that were so, you too would be a deadman, dead women, dead mouse, dead transgender or dead undisclosed gender, species, race, religion, country, and/or island.
I am dead because I said so,
Because truth is the words that are made...
643 reads
4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
7th Feb 2014 3:05am
7th Feb 2014 3:05am
Me Mind
Attention all tenets and staff of Hotel Meus Animus (my mind, literally: me soul/mind), Room 6532ALPHA-GAMMA-XENO of S-Block is flooded with radiation.
It is advised to avoid the entire S-Block despite the cannabis dispensers being located there.
The Ferretopian Empire shall fix this issue before the second blessing of the almighty Orpheus (the mythical Greek poet).
At 17:30, sheets should be escorted to the morgue before the corpses die of freezer burn.
Corpses are very sensitive to coldness.
You wouldn't want them to be angry before they return, right? ...
It is advised to avoid the entire S-Block despite the cannabis dispensers being located there.
The Ferretopian Empire shall fix this issue before the second blessing of the almighty Orpheus (the mythical Greek poet).
At 17:30, sheets should be escorted to the morgue before the corpses die of freezer burn.
Corpses are very sensitive to coldness.
You wouldn't want them to be angry before they return, right? ...
646 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
6th Feb 2014 1:53am
6th Feb 2014 1:53am
My Last Word
Freedom is the right to laugh at freedom,
In a human eat human eat dog world in which ferrets are gods, cats are disciples, coconuts are bibles, bunnies are preachers and lambs are leading them to the slaughter,
Where guns in bullets march through flesh and bone,
And the eyes in tears see nothing but babies killing adults because it is never too late for abortion,
That was for shock value, but that doesn't make it any less true.
They labeled me a Schizophrenic, because I see the truth,
Pills fog the vision so I'm straight edge, but still a double edged sword,
That...
In a human eat human eat dog world in which ferrets are gods, cats are disciples, coconuts are bibles, bunnies are preachers and lambs are leading them to the slaughter,
Where guns in bullets march through flesh and bone,
And the eyes in tears see nothing but babies killing adults because it is never too late for abortion,
That was for shock value, but that doesn't make it any less true.
They labeled me a Schizophrenic, because I see the truth,
Pills fog the vision so I'm straight edge, but still a double edged sword,
That...
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STORY POEM
Published
5th Feb 2014 3:53am
5th Feb 2014 3:53am
Falling
"Falling"
Fire, trees, lost, black skies, rain, thunder, wolves, running, jumping, falling...
Drifting, bobbing, watching, waiting, drowning, struggling, salted the wound, blinded, falling...
Shore? Can't breath, hand, grabbing, vanity, ground, air, trees, blue skies, vomiting, grief, relief...
Head ache, blood, vision blurred, hands stained, knife stuck, trees, birds, blue skies, wolves...
Pain, screams, help, birds, trees, leaves, bushes, pulling, tugging, pushing, fading, water, blood, screams, grief, falling...
Explosion, run,...
Fire, trees, lost, black skies, rain, thunder, wolves, running, jumping, falling...
Drifting, bobbing, watching, waiting, drowning, struggling, salted the wound, blinded, falling...
Shore? Can't breath, hand, grabbing, vanity, ground, air, trees, blue skies, vomiting, grief, relief...
Head ache, blood, vision blurred, hands stained, knife stuck, trees, birds, blue skies, wolves...
Pain, screams, help, birds, trees, leaves, bushes, pulling, tugging, pushing, fading, water, blood, screams, grief, falling...
Explosion, run,...
655 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
5th Feb 2014 3:40am
5th Feb 2014 3:40am
Wake Up
Get Up
Brush Teeth
Unlock
Lock
Walk
Wait
Scan Card
Sit Down
Wait
Get Up
Walk
Open
Sit Down
Wait
Get Up
Sit Down
Get Up
Sit Down
Get Up
Sit Down
Get Up
Leave
Walk
Wait
Scan Card
Sit Down
Wait
Get Up
Unlock
Lock
Lie Down
Get Up
Brush Teeth
Unlock
Lock
Wake Up
Scan Card
Sit Down
Wait
Get Up
Wake Up
Sit Down
Get Up
Sit Down
Wake Up
Unlock
Lock
Wake Up
Stab
Wake Up
White Walls
White Lights...
Brush Teeth
Unlock
Lock
Walk
Wait
Scan Card
Sit Down
Wait
Get Up
Walk
Open
Sit Down
Wait
Get Up
Sit Down
Get Up
Sit Down
Get Up
Sit Down
Get Up
Leave
Walk
Wait
Scan Card
Sit Down
Wait
Get Up
Unlock
Lock
Lie Down
Get Up
Brush Teeth
Unlock
Lock
Wake Up
Scan Card
Sit Down
Wait
Get Up
Wake Up
Sit Down
Get Up
Sit Down
Wake Up
Unlock
Lock
Wake Up
Stab
Wake Up
White Walls
White Lights...
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