Submissions by hemihead (hemi)
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Oct 2012 9:15pm
16th Oct 2012 9:15pm
tune
my old man liked his chainsaws
back before they had the shit they’ve got on ‘em now
to stop ‘em taking hands
and feet
he’d spend an hour in his shed
happy to be swearing at a dull lump of motor
until it coughed and caught
and shattered any ideas of peace
making every tree within a broad 10 miles
shit its leaves in fear
and he'd turn to me with spark-plug fire in his eyes
yell “hear that boy, that’s a motor”
then he’d play with the carb...
back before they had the shit they’ve got on ‘em now
to stop ‘em taking hands
and feet
he’d spend an hour in his shed
happy to be swearing at a dull lump of motor
until it coughed and caught
and shattered any ideas of peace
making every tree within a broad 10 miles
shit its leaves in fear
and he'd turn to me with spark-plug fire in his eyes
yell “hear that boy, that’s a motor”
then he’d play with the carb...
862 reads
9 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Oct 2012 3:40am
16th Oct 2012 3:40am
sunset courage
for a long time
I’ve been the guy
who did the leaving
the hard man
the big man
packin’ up and pissin’ off
playin’ it straight down the line
quicker to turn my back
than turn my cheek
thought there was honour in it;
by cutting shit off clean
my bag at the back door
a letter on the bosses desk
shed gear ready to go
one last look
then piss off
for anywhere
not here
you probably already know
reading this
real men...
I’ve been the guy
who did the leaving
the hard man
the big man
packin’ up and pissin’ off
playin’ it straight down the line
quicker to turn my back
than turn my cheek
thought there was honour in it;
by cutting shit off clean
my bag at the back door
a letter on the bosses desk
shed gear ready to go
one last look
then piss off
for anywhere
not here
you probably already know
reading this
real men...
845 reads
12 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Oct 2012 9:49pm
8th Oct 2012 9:49pm
run f**ker run
#cars
#LifeChangingMoment
1120 reads
17 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Oct 2012 9:19pm
7th Oct 2012 9:19pm
fear by the shitfull
I carry fear by the shitfull
for the simple things;
love and how to fake it
death and how to meet it
what other people think of my choices
used to put a lot of time
into thinking about why
older now
have learned the basic rule of living;
everyone’s a fuck-up
and most of the shit they say or think
or do
comes from their own fears
or their twisted picture of themselves
so fuck ‘em
let the cards fall
I’ll see you in the ground
where money and status all smell
like just more dirt ...
for the simple things;
love and how to fake it
death and how to meet it
what other people think of my choices
used to put a lot of time
into thinking about why
older now
have learned the basic rule of living;
everyone’s a fuck-up
and most of the shit they say or think
or do
comes from their own fears
or their twisted picture of themselves
so fuck ‘em
let the cards fall
I’ll see you in the ground
where money and status all smell
like just more dirt ...
708 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Oct 2012 9:17pm
7th Oct 2012 9:17pm
weak
got a new boarder living downstairs
60’s-born smooth bastard
mid-life crisis type
walked out on his missus of 26 years
now dating women not much older than his son
got no problem with that
admire a man stepping off the edge
of the known world
he’s been working on my woman
sitting close
plenty of laughter
“that’s a beautiful dress”
honestly, got no problem with that either
never minded a man having a go
and women like to be flirted with
when it’s done well
feeling desired
desirable ...
60’s-born smooth bastard
mid-life crisis type
walked out on his missus of 26 years
now dating women not much older than his son
got no problem with that
admire a man stepping off the edge
of the known world
he’s been working on my woman
sitting close
plenty of laughter
“that’s a beautiful dress”
honestly, got no problem with that either
never minded a man having a go
and women like to be flirted with
when it’s done well
feeling desired
desirable ...
858 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Sep 2012 3:12am
11th Sep 2012 3:12am
stretched out, and undone
I imagine you’ll taste
like deep ocean seawater
and that I’ll need to take care
to ensure I’m not lost overboard
in you swelling tides
forgive me, now
if I move my mind
to more salty times
ahead
my aim, from the first pour of drinks
to the losing of clothes
when they become
an unwearable complication
will be an exploration
of the instrument of you
to find the correct pressure
of your pleasure
a delicate dance to tune my hands, my fingers, my lips
to the vibrations of tone ...
like deep ocean seawater
and that I’ll need to take care
to ensure I’m not lost overboard
in you swelling tides
forgive me, now
if I move my mind
to more salty times
ahead
my aim, from the first pour of drinks
to the losing of clothes
when they become
an unwearable complication
will be an exploration
of the instrument of you
to find the correct pressure
of your pleasure
a delicate dance to tune my hands, my fingers, my lips
to the vibrations of tone ...
1751 reads
20 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
4th Sep 2012 11:43pm
4th Sep 2012 11:43pm
f**k you and your poetry
poetry is boring me
a river of introspection
from lifeless overfed cunts
as usefull as slugs in caves
too soft to get outside
and find the heart of life is not
measured in meter and verse
but rather mucus
and fluids much worse
it requires so little effort from you
to pump out
another intellectual piece of shit
and tread forever
on the meaning of the word art
just like every middle-aged
talentless
bored
house-wife
taking life drawing
at her community college
at...
a river of introspection
from lifeless overfed cunts
as usefull as slugs in caves
too soft to get outside
and find the heart of life is not
measured in meter and verse
but rather mucus
and fluids much worse
it requires so little effort from you
to pump out
another intellectual piece of shit
and tread forever
on the meaning of the word art
just like every middle-aged
talentless
bored
house-wife
taking life drawing
at her community college
at...
2812 reads
70 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Apr 2011 6:45am
29th Apr 2011 6:45am
choose
today
I choose
to crumble
I choose
to crumble
1171 reads
8 Comments
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