Submissions by grapesoftime (apocalyptic high)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I got hummingbirds and orchids and rainbows and filthy streetwalking hookers and acid sex blood cults in my head, and poetry bleeds them out from my veins onto the page
EROTIC POEM
Published
8th Nov 2016 11:53pm
8th Nov 2016 11:53pm
Très Sexy
I swear I'll meet you on Mars
or any thousand sleazy bars
and melt our fates like fusion
from hydrogen in stars
I wanna watch you shake your darkroom hips
panties slipping to the floor
and then I'll crawl towards the exposure
cause you've got me on all fours
there's a leash in your hand
and a collar round my neck
and I rise up for a deep kiss
but I don't deserve your respect
you say
"Get back on your knees,"
and you push me down with ease
"You'll get the French you want from in between my thighs"
you know...
or any thousand sleazy bars
and melt our fates like fusion
from hydrogen in stars
I wanna watch you shake your darkroom hips
panties slipping to the floor
and then I'll crawl towards the exposure
cause you've got me on all fours
there's a leash in your hand
and a collar round my neck
and I rise up for a deep kiss
but I don't deserve your respect
you say
"Get back on your knees,"
and you push me down with ease
"You'll get the French you want from in between my thighs"
you know...
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LOVE POEM
Published
31st Aug 2016 11:29pm
31st Aug 2016 11:29pm
Sing Now, O Muse
she's got an ass so tight
it's got a trumpet mouthpiece embouchure
and skin so perfect
that the cum just slides right off of her
she's got picasso style eyes
and rich Parisian thighs
Botticelli style body
melting sexy like a Dali
Banksy temperament and shade
hands like Mother Mary
mind like a whore in the south
and a sexy fairy nose
with a new age witch's mouth
she's got the nipples of a goddess
bellybutton of a mermaid
and heaven lightning red hair
like Zeus getting laid
perfect ass like God above
or Queen...
it's got a trumpet mouthpiece embouchure
and skin so perfect
that the cum just slides right off of her
she's got picasso style eyes
and rich Parisian thighs
Botticelli style body
melting sexy like a Dali
Banksy temperament and shade
hands like Mother Mary
mind like a whore in the south
and a sexy fairy nose
with a new age witch's mouth
she's got the nipples of a goddess
bellybutton of a mermaid
and heaven lightning red hair
like Zeus getting laid
perfect ass like God above
or Queen...
676 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
25th Aug 2016 10:01pm
25th Aug 2016 10:01pm
Love Letter to Aunt Lucy
you know people say LSD is a dangerous drug
but it's life embodied
it's exploration concentrate
and shrooms are similar
but then you get sticky
and odorless
and you feel like you're paralyzed in the Amazon
(nightshade's "from the earth" too asshole)
while for some reason Anansi's
laughing at you
and a million grasshopper's are silently
judging you
whenever you close your eyes
but on Lucy, there's magic
and Santa Muerte's there to guide me
and Baron Samedi is eating Buddha
and faces in the sand are vomiting other faces...
but it's life embodied
it's exploration concentrate
and shrooms are similar
but then you get sticky
and odorless
and you feel like you're paralyzed in the Amazon
(nightshade's "from the earth" too asshole)
while for some reason Anansi's
laughing at you
and a million grasshopper's are silently
judging you
whenever you close your eyes
but on Lucy, there's magic
and Santa Muerte's there to guide me
and Baron Samedi is eating Buddha
and faces in the sand are vomiting other faces...
901 reads
2 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
19th May 2016 5:36am
19th May 2016 5:36am
I. Don't. Know.
I
Can't
Feel
do
You
See? And
I'm
Too
Blind but
That's
Just
Me and
I
Don't
Know
if I
Can hold
On
Cause It's
So
Dark
and I'm
Just
Gone
When I
Was
Young
I thought
I Was
Smart
But now
I
Know
That I've
Missed
The mark
And now
I
Can't
Continue
This
path
Cause It's
Just
Fucked
And I'm
So
Daft
Whenever
I
Feel,
It's hard
To
Breathe
And air
Turns
To spite...
Can't
Feel
do
You
See? And
I'm
Too
Blind but
That's
Just
Me and
I
Don't
Know
if I
Can hold
On
Cause It's
So
Dark
and I'm
Just
Gone
When I
Was
Young
I thought
I Was
Smart
But now
I
Know
That I've
Missed
The mark
And now
I
Can't
Continue
This
path
Cause It's
Just
Fucked
And I'm
So
Daft
Whenever
I
Feel,
It's hard
To
Breathe
And air
Turns
To spite...
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Dec 2015 2:31am
10th Dec 2015 2:31am
Little Girl
come all ye unfaithful
is scrawled in blood across the ground
while frost seeps in the waters
in the freezing Puget Sound
and as the mist above the graveyard
rises to the sky
she stares at me and wonders
what happens when we die
I will come up with excuses
cause I refuse to face the fact
that at this stage
in life
her age
I must forego my tact
I could lie to her on Sunday
like her priest in Catholic mass
and wile away
the hours and days
right as they quickly pass
little girl I am so sorry
but nothing ever lasts...
is scrawled in blood across the ground
while frost seeps in the waters
in the freezing Puget Sound
and as the mist above the graveyard
rises to the sky
she stares at me and wonders
what happens when we die
I will come up with excuses
cause I refuse to face the fact
that at this stage
in life
her age
I must forego my tact
I could lie to her on Sunday
like her priest in Catholic mass
and wile away
the hours and days
right as they quickly pass
little girl I am so sorry
but nothing ever lasts...
707 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
17th Jul 2015 9:05pm
17th Jul 2015 9:05pm
Baby Steps
you know it's funny
she says
that she can remember being alive
in the womb
but I can't even remember first walking
and I haven't felt like myself in 4 years
give or take
this isn't me
but then again it is
this is just another step towards the future
and it's absolute shit
I'm like a baby again
I take my first step
I start listening to obscure black metal
and then dissonant saxophones
I take another step
I want to overdose on absolutely anything
everything
I stumble
I think it's a phase
but maybe I'm the phase...
she says
that she can remember being alive
in the womb
but I can't even remember first walking
and I haven't felt like myself in 4 years
give or take
this isn't me
but then again it is
this is just another step towards the future
and it's absolute shit
I'm like a baby again
I take my first step
I start listening to obscure black metal
and then dissonant saxophones
I take another step
I want to overdose on absolutely anything
everything
I stumble
I think it's a phase
but maybe I'm the phase...
757 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Jul 2015 1:35am
14th Jul 2015 1:35am
Anorexia Nervosa
my best friend's named Ana
she's a nervous, skinny girl
sometimes she's so full of life
she'll dance and sing and twirl
and though her voice
is frail and small
her lilting mumbles
form a siren's call
and I can't seem to stop
my feet or my heart
from embracing her
as we fall
my best friend's got a game we play
when I need to leave
she begs me to stay
and now I never
seem to get away
to the world beyond my room
we sit in the dark
and trade secrets in bed
I say "let's live forever!"
but...
she's a nervous, skinny girl
sometimes she's so full of life
she'll dance and sing and twirl
and though her voice
is frail and small
her lilting mumbles
form a siren's call
and I can't seem to stop
my feet or my heart
from embracing her
as we fall
my best friend's got a game we play
when I need to leave
she begs me to stay
and now I never
seem to get away
to the world beyond my room
we sit in the dark
and trade secrets in bed
I say "let's live forever!"
but...
#EatingDisorder
1296 reads
2 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
14th Jul 2015 1:16am
14th Jul 2015 1:16am
Estivation
when I went back
to the beach of my childhood
I lay in the sand
and sank into mother nature's
warm, soft crevasses
as I pleaded with infinity
for the first time in my life
to please
please
just let this moment go on
for eternity
let this serenity stay with me
let me die here
on the shores of reality
while waves of dreams crash around my life
my body
this temple to Poseidon
let an earthquake swallow me whole
fulfill my dharma
because nothing in this life
will ever come as close to divinity
as this moment...
to the beach of my childhood
I lay in the sand
and sank into mother nature's
warm, soft crevasses
as I pleaded with infinity
for the first time in my life
to please
please
just let this moment go on
for eternity
let this serenity stay with me
let me die here
on the shores of reality
while waves of dreams crash around my life
my body
this temple to Poseidon
let an earthquake swallow me whole
fulfill my dharma
because nothing in this life
will ever come as close to divinity
as this moment...
632 reads
5 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
15th Feb 2015 7:50am
15th Feb 2015 7:50am
Odd Little Limerick
The story of Tommy and Lisa's defined:
he had just taken acid, she raised her behind
"I'll hide your salami"
she hinted to Tommy
but by then he was fucked, and out of his mind
he had just taken acid, she raised her behind
"I'll hide your salami"
she hinted to Tommy
but by then he was fucked, and out of his mind
690 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
9th Dec 2013 5:17am
9th Dec 2013 5:17am
Blood, Guts, and Petrichor
i'm sick in the head
i know this...
but when i see her down the
street
all that i can smell is
meat
and blood and guts and
petrichor
and pavements splashed with
brains and gore
but i control myself
barely...
then she walks down the empty
road
and by that time her pace has
slowed
now i'm not one to refute god's
plan
but, for now, i must,
and can
"Suit yourself, but the hunger's growing,"
it says...
i grasp my head when she comes to a
stop
then raise my knife...
i know this...
but when i see her down the
street
all that i can smell is
meat
and blood and guts and
petrichor
and pavements splashed with
brains and gore
but i control myself
barely...
then she walks down the empty
road
and by that time her pace has
slowed
now i'm not one to refute god's
plan
but, for now, i must,
and can
"Suit yourself, but the hunger's growing,"
it says...
i grasp my head when she comes to a
stop
then raise my knife...
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2012 8:58am
23rd Oct 2012 8:58am
Chains of Depression
with luscious deep depravity
and shudders from thorns
that rained on high
my life is sketched
from the bloodstained palms
of a victim
wanting to die.
it creeps across my chest
and down along my arms
soaks into my veins
and lures me with its charms
the sickness shall come back again
that's what they always
seem to say
but I'll be damned
if they aren't right
I seem to think it may.
a distorted view
is what I get
for all my years of lust
and I'll be the first to tell you
my...obsessions
if I must.
but...
and shudders from thorns
that rained on high
my life is sketched
from the bloodstained palms
of a victim
wanting to die.
it creeps across my chest
and down along my arms
soaks into my veins
and lures me with its charms
the sickness shall come back again
that's what they always
seem to say
but I'll be damned
if they aren't right
I seem to think it may.
a distorted view
is what I get
for all my years of lust
and I'll be the first to tell you
my...obsessions
if I must.
but...
718 reads
1 Comment
STORY POEM
Published
4th Apr 2012 3:25am
4th Apr 2012 3:25am
Clockworks of Brass
the oil drips down
from the dregs of the generator
conversions of steam
power the floating metropolis
and the brass gears turn
and churn
upholding civilization
the robots roam the streets of dystopia
creating conformity
out of existence
paid for by the man with the cane
and the tan trench-coat
but above all
it is the grease monkeys
who keep the city running
from clockworks of brass
from the dregs of the generator
conversions of steam
power the floating metropolis
and the brass gears turn
and churn
upholding civilization
the robots roam the streets of dystopia
creating conformity
out of existence
paid for by the man with the cane
and the tan trench-coat
but above all
it is the grease monkeys
who keep the city running
from clockworks of brass
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