Submissions by fleshofdanny
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
If ever you're scorned....wish not death for revenge, but impotence. :)
SELF POEM
Published
26th Jul 2012 10:16am
26th Jul 2012 10:16am
Cancer as People.
If you don't feel.
You don't know.
Walk past carcass.
Never known.
Don't feel alive when you know you're not.
Raise raze your ego.
Standing at the edge of oblivion.
Ask why, and they'll never say.
Pro-rate second rate my intentions.
I never let you down without good cause.
People come as-is.
There will be no harvest.
I will not close your doors.
You must do that yourself....
You don't know.
Walk past carcass.
Never known.
Don't feel alive when you know you're not.
Raise raze your ego.
Standing at the edge of oblivion.
Ask why, and they'll never say.
Pro-rate second rate my intentions.
I never let you down without good cause.
People come as-is.
There will be no harvest.
I will not close your doors.
You must do that yourself....
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Jul 2012 9:58am
26th Jul 2012 9:58am
Prosthetic Meat
Do you like being grabbed?
Do you like being taken care of?
Are there angels singing when I speak.
I've never told anyone this...
When I slept on stone.
I felt my bones melt and fuse.
When I die.
I want my body carried to the Sun.
I want 5 minutes alone with my demons.
I want to explain.
Snip snip, trigger, slash slash.
Seen outside myself.
Alone in my wildreness of mirrors.
Together I stood the test of time.
Even a flaw is perfect.
It's perfect because a flaw is honest.
And in the night...
Do you like being taken care of?
Are there angels singing when I speak.
I've never told anyone this...
When I slept on stone.
I felt my bones melt and fuse.
When I die.
I want my body carried to the Sun.
I want 5 minutes alone with my demons.
I want to explain.
Snip snip, trigger, slash slash.
Seen outside myself.
Alone in my wildreness of mirrors.
Together I stood the test of time.
Even a flaw is perfect.
It's perfect because a flaw is honest.
And in the night...
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SELF POEM
Published
25th Jul 2012 7:36pm
25th Jul 2012 7:36pm
Dream things, regret and water.
In and around, the cone I lick to death.
And in death, it's remembered fondly.
I'm not like most.
I can not just turn a switch on or off in my head.
I feel.
Everything is noticed.
In blind eyes.
I am a fiendly saint.
Watch me reel.
Watch me breath and recite the time we first met.
In the middle, in the rafters.
Barely an opinion.
Everything I have.
Ends up being nothing you'd want.
Standing on an exhausted street corner.
Waiting for my ride.
If I had my way.
I'd kill the people who want...
And in death, it's remembered fondly.
I'm not like most.
I can not just turn a switch on or off in my head.
I feel.
Everything is noticed.
In blind eyes.
I am a fiendly saint.
Watch me reel.
Watch me breath and recite the time we first met.
In the middle, in the rafters.
Barely an opinion.
Everything I have.
Ends up being nothing you'd want.
Standing on an exhausted street corner.
Waiting for my ride.
If I had my way.
I'd kill the people who want...
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th Jul 2012 7:02pm
25th Jul 2012 7:02pm
Always dancing up dust.
It never ends.
And it's always the same.
I'm shy.
I'm shy like a statue scratchin his nose when no one is looking.
But once in a while.
I take on another form.
I can take on the form of something, or someone capabe of sharing.
Turn turn my black flat turn-style, always but always.
It's never a graze, never a through n' through.
It's a slug that eats me from within.
And the moment it happens.
Once traveled, heavy luggage....always, and the same.
It's always me.
It's always my honesty.
Passion,...
And it's always the same.
I'm shy.
I'm shy like a statue scratchin his nose when no one is looking.
But once in a while.
I take on another form.
I can take on the form of something, or someone capabe of sharing.
Turn turn my black flat turn-style, always but always.
It's never a graze, never a through n' through.
It's a slug that eats me from within.
And the moment it happens.
Once traveled, heavy luggage....always, and the same.
It's always me.
It's always my honesty.
Passion,...
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2012 1:18am
22nd Jul 2012 1:18am
Clinging lastly to denial.
She shot herself in the head lastnight.
She was my cousin, and I loved her very much.
Had I known...had I known...
I would've tried to save her!
Reached out at the very least.
*breaks down*
Why didn't she come to me?
I would've swam an ocean to help her!
THAT'S WHY SHE DIDN'T COME TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!
She KNEW I'd talk her out of it.
Who am I to deny anothers misery!?
Despite the beauty of life and being alive.
There is this monolithic colossus of tragedy, pain, and suffering.
Who am I to deny anothers pain?
Love.....
She was my cousin, and I loved her very much.
Had I known...had I known...
I would've tried to save her!
Reached out at the very least.
*breaks down*
Why didn't she come to me?
I would've swam an ocean to help her!
THAT'S WHY SHE DIDN'T COME TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!
She KNEW I'd talk her out of it.
Who am I to deny anothers misery!?
Despite the beauty of life and being alive.
There is this monolithic colossus of tragedy, pain, and suffering.
Who am I to deny anothers pain?
Love.....
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Jul 2012 2:52am
21st Jul 2012 2:52am
This torture in me.
Once a day, twice a day.
There is no day I won't keep at bay.
Tomorow is yesterday in disguise.
There is nothing today, that rapts my eyes.
This torture in me.
makes me spin in ways you'll never see.
Tell me something.
Tell me that all my fears don't match the ring.
When I crash into you.
Leave me in blood, don't tell me it's true.
I never wanted to be this.
I always wanted to be something people won't miss.
In my dreams, everybody lives forever.
But all the bad people? Never.
I hunted, I hunted like...
There is no day I won't keep at bay.
Tomorow is yesterday in disguise.
There is nothing today, that rapts my eyes.
This torture in me.
makes me spin in ways you'll never see.
Tell me something.
Tell me that all my fears don't match the ring.
When I crash into you.
Leave me in blood, don't tell me it's true.
I never wanted to be this.
I always wanted to be something people won't miss.
In my dreams, everybody lives forever.
But all the bad people? Never.
I hunted, I hunted like...
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SELF POEM
Published
19th Jul 2012 9:45pm
19th Jul 2012 9:45pm
One day.
When I finish my work.
People will not understand.
I can't tell people that I'm being.
Faceless and scorned.
Grin and nod like a statue on acid.
Tell me that everything is going to be ok.
Tell me that I was born too soon.
Faceless and scorned.
Friend tells me that people aren't ready for me.
I was devestated.
He told me that people will abuse me.
Faceless and scorned.
Nobody taught me.
I taught myself to fear fear.
I haven't had a friend in 20 years.
Faceless and scorned.
One day.
One day I'll tell my...
People will not understand.
I can't tell people that I'm being.
Faceless and scorned.
Grin and nod like a statue on acid.
Tell me that everything is going to be ok.
Tell me that I was born too soon.
Faceless and scorned.
Friend tells me that people aren't ready for me.
I was devestated.
He told me that people will abuse me.
Faceless and scorned.
Nobody taught me.
I taught myself to fear fear.
I haven't had a friend in 20 years.
Faceless and scorned.
One day.
One day I'll tell my...
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SELF POEM
Published
18th Jul 2012 9:24pm
18th Jul 2012 9:24pm
You perverted me.
All I ever want is to be happy.
Try as I might.
I always get an F in happiness.
There's always something wrong, something amiss....something foul.
It's me..it's always me you say.
I'm not here to bog you down..but you bog me down with lies, created to make me feel better.
You perverted me, and it's my fault.
It's my fault for trusting you.
You can count on me, but when I need you....you're nowhere to be found.
Everything is about you, and I'm just a by-product of your existence.
I'll never let go...but if you had your way, you'd...
Try as I might.
I always get an F in happiness.
There's always something wrong, something amiss....something foul.
It's me..it's always me you say.
I'm not here to bog you down..but you bog me down with lies, created to make me feel better.
You perverted me, and it's my fault.
It's my fault for trusting you.
You can count on me, but when I need you....you're nowhere to be found.
Everything is about you, and I'm just a by-product of your existence.
I'll never let go...but if you had your way, you'd...
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LOVE POEM
Published
18th Jul 2012 9:16pm
18th Jul 2012 9:16pm
Shadows of Tomorrow
Every woman and man that walks by
Is a conflict peeking through it's own birth canal
When I think of love
I think of pain and suffering like a child betrayed
I've taken love out of my equation
I've shaven years of heartache and misery from my bill
I'll listen to you try to convince me
My ears aren't too deaf, but deaf enough to grin and nod
No one will ever have me again
The problem is me
I want me more!
Is a conflict peeking through it's own birth canal
When I think of love
I think of pain and suffering like a child betrayed
I've taken love out of my equation
I've shaven years of heartache and misery from my bill
I'll listen to you try to convince me
My ears aren't too deaf, but deaf enough to grin and nod
No one will ever have me again
The problem is me
I want me more!
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DRUGS POEM
Published
16th Jul 2012 00:41am
16th Jul 2012 00:41am
No Tears in Sodom.
You awake to the armageddon outside your window.
You ignore it, like you ignore the neighbors barking dog.
Ten pennies, in Ten hands, you clintch your teeth getting out of bed.
You find the pipe.
And dig around for resin.
3 hits of oblivion resolves the self-arguement of what day it is today.
And why it's so important to give a damn.
You shower as though you're being crucified.
Every silver strand of water, a blasphemy of past betrayals and condemnations.
Your shower does not clense.
A bird screams in your ear, reciting or reminding you of an...
You ignore it, like you ignore the neighbors barking dog.
Ten pennies, in Ten hands, you clintch your teeth getting out of bed.
You find the pipe.
And dig around for resin.
3 hits of oblivion resolves the self-arguement of what day it is today.
And why it's so important to give a damn.
You shower as though you're being crucified.
Every silver strand of water, a blasphemy of past betrayals and condemnations.
Your shower does not clense.
A bird screams in your ear, reciting or reminding you of an...
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SELF POEM
Published
15th Jul 2012 5:42pm
15th Jul 2012 5:42pm
Liars are the worst people.
I used to lie a little.
But I've never lied to the people I respect.
In fact, I rarely lie anymore.
Usually, I'm lying only to help someone else maintain their lie.
Which is a crappy thing to ask of me.
I like telling the truth.
To quote Plath: "I do it so it feels like Hell. I do it so it feels real."
I'm no saint, but I do prefer the truth...regardless of brutality.
I don't like a smooth-sailing life.
I like a messy and bumpy life instead.
I hate people, and I like hurting their feelings.
And how do you hurt their feelings?...
But I've never lied to the people I respect.
In fact, I rarely lie anymore.
Usually, I'm lying only to help someone else maintain their lie.
Which is a crappy thing to ask of me.
I like telling the truth.
To quote Plath: "I do it so it feels like Hell. I do it so it feels real."
I'm no saint, but I do prefer the truth...regardless of brutality.
I don't like a smooth-sailing life.
I like a messy and bumpy life instead.
I hate people, and I like hurting their feelings.
And how do you hurt their feelings?...
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Jul 2012 7:50pm
14th Jul 2012 7:50pm
For those who feel.
It's ok
I understand
I'm with you
Everything is going to be ok
We'll win the day in the end
We'll win because it's right n' righteous
Pain of being
Don't listen to them
Don't let them take you
Please stay
Please stay for the ones that love you
Don't leave us alone with them
Be here for the ones that care too
We need you
More than some silly poem can say.
I understand
I'm with you
Everything is going to be ok
We'll win the day in the end
We'll win because it's right n' righteous
Pain of being
Don't listen to them
Don't let them take you
Please stay
Please stay for the ones that love you
Don't leave us alone with them
Be here for the ones that care too
We need you
More than some silly poem can say.
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