Submissions by heterodynemind
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Mar 2010 10:37pm
24th Mar 2010 10:37pm
A Sick Electron Kiss
A sick electron kiss
Bespots the gimlet length of me,
Like some narcotic hiss
Spoiling the warp and weft of me.
Molecules dismissed
Of their latent plasma's buoyancy;
A jelloed bloody dish,
All that's left of the heft of me.
Drying eyes in petri dish-
Coaxed to give up death's disease-
Stare unsocketed as fish
Escaped from once landlocked sea.
Bespots the gimlet length of me,
Like some narcotic hiss
Spoiling the warp and weft of me.
Molecules dismissed
Of their latent plasma's buoyancy;
A jelloed bloody dish,
All that's left of the heft of me.
Drying eyes in petri dish-
Coaxed to give up death's disease-
Stare unsocketed as fish
Escaped from once landlocked sea.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Mar 2010 5:29pm
24th Mar 2010 5:29pm
Lover of My Soul
You've given me everything
I could have wanted; and also that which
I wouldn't have dreamed I could ever desire so much
You've answered me in your own way-
Everything I've asked of you and more
I never could have imagined how wonderful
You would be, even in your darkest moments
I've enjoyed with you things most people
Only fantasize about, and things nobody could imagine
I've had a special relationship with you
From the first moment, so forgive me
If, at the end of us,
I ask for more time with you-
And I know everyone does that;
It's...
I could have wanted; and also that which
I wouldn't have dreamed I could ever desire so much
You've answered me in your own way-
Everything I've asked of you and more
I never could have imagined how wonderful
You would be, even in your darkest moments
I've enjoyed with you things most people
Only fantasize about, and things nobody could imagine
I've had a special relationship with you
From the first moment, so forgive me
If, at the end of us,
I ask for more time with you-
And I know everyone does that;
It's...
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2010 7:47pm
23rd Mar 2010 7:47pm
All Nights Are Too Long
All nights are too long
When your lover's far away-
I chase the trains all night
The ones my thoughts are riding;
Hobos bound for anywhere but home.
Trains full of candle smoke
And down from comforters,
Trains mixing together a combustible dream
In their blurry eyed compartments.
My memory is westbound
My history behind me somewhere;
If I stay behind, I'm nowhere,
If I don't jump soon enough, I'm lost
I can't remember getting on at any station,
I never had a ticket stub
Nobody here seems to knows me-
Why have...
When your lover's far away-
I chase the trains all night
The ones my thoughts are riding;
Hobos bound for anywhere but home.
Trains full of candle smoke
And down from comforters,
Trains mixing together a combustible dream
In their blurry eyed compartments.
My memory is westbound
My history behind me somewhere;
If I stay behind, I'm nowhere,
If I don't jump soon enough, I'm lost
I can't remember getting on at any station,
I never had a ticket stub
Nobody here seems to knows me-
Why have...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2010 6:13pm
22nd Mar 2010 6:13pm
A Polite Tour of Insanity (recited to the sound of panting)
Insanity's so fascinating
As long as it stays far away
And doesn't come close enough
To ruin your life, which it has attempted
On a few occasions, so that now
Instead of gravitating toward it
I walk steadily in any other direction
That insanity is not itself moving
I feel that we have had a polite disagreement
And I would like it to stay polite.
The difficulty of this will not become apparent
Until you too have felt insanity
Breathing down your neck
Watching your every move
Because it can never approve
Of anything you do
The...
As long as it stays far away
And doesn't come close enough
To ruin your life, which it has attempted
On a few occasions, so that now
Instead of gravitating toward it
I walk steadily in any other direction
That insanity is not itself moving
I feel that we have had a polite disagreement
And I would like it to stay polite.
The difficulty of this will not become apparent
Until you too have felt insanity
Breathing down your neck
Watching your every move
Because it can never approve
Of anything you do
The...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2010 6:13pm
22nd Mar 2010 6:13pm
Ghost in the Machine
Coming and going, ninja-style
Turn sideways to disappear
(Maybe they never saw a thing?)
Fall down shoots, surface again
Assumed alias a bitmap mask
(Still not sure what they just saw)
Float in anonymous domains
Submerge, submerge; the cache's deep
Vanish just by blending in.
Assault, then go a different way
Becoming someone else a charge;
The internet is very large.
Turn sideways to disappear
(Maybe they never saw a thing?)
Fall down shoots, surface again
Assumed alias a bitmap mask
(Still not sure what they just saw)
Float in anonymous domains
Submerge, submerge; the cache's deep
Vanish just by blending in.
Assault, then go a different way
Becoming someone else a charge;
The internet is very large.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Mar 2010 4:22am
19th Mar 2010 4:22am
Experiment in Human Perception
Experiment in human perception:
Change your name to something different
And suddenly it is perceived
That your writing itself has changed;
Become darker, depressive; even suicidal.
The same words, emotions as before,
Now clothed in a gothic, demonic flavor,
By the simple association with a different name;
Nothing more or less than a collection of letters-
The 'd's not from dendrites,
The 's's not from synapses.
Were the Salem witch hunts inclusive in our very DNA?
Because no one can ever see inside a man's heart,
Only his clothing and name...
Change your name to something different
And suddenly it is perceived
That your writing itself has changed;
Become darker, depressive; even suicidal.
The same words, emotions as before,
Now clothed in a gothic, demonic flavor,
By the simple association with a different name;
Nothing more or less than a collection of letters-
The 'd's not from dendrites,
The 's's not from synapses.
Were the Salem witch hunts inclusive in our very DNA?
Because no one can ever see inside a man's heart,
Only his clothing and name...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Mar 2010 4:20am
19th Mar 2010 4:20am
Some things demand an answer
Some things demand an answer;
Others, silence:
A husband must have a wife,
To answer to him;
A wife must have a dog,
To answer her demands;
The dog would have a bone,
Which quietly strangles him in the night-
Some things demand a silence.
Others, silence:
A husband must have a wife,
To answer to him;
A wife must have a dog,
To answer her demands;
The dog would have a bone,
Which quietly strangles him in the night-
Some things demand a silence.
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Mar 2010 4:52am
16th Mar 2010 4:52am
Let me atone for the sins of the world
Let me atone for the sins of the world
Upon your body;
Here, put upon you this sheet
And drape it- just so.
Now, allow me to begin to worship you
With fresh flowers and wine,
Expecting the transmutation
To occur, just about- now!
The starlight will burst through the pyramid's opening
To travel down the dizzying tunnels,
Opening things once in eternal darkness;
Lighting up a bier covered with dried flowers.
A large granite monument to a dead heart
Waits here, in the swallowing silence of millenia.
Now angels will move the...
Upon your body;
Here, put upon you this sheet
And drape it- just so.
Now, allow me to begin to worship you
With fresh flowers and wine,
Expecting the transmutation
To occur, just about- now!
The starlight will burst through the pyramid's opening
To travel down the dizzying tunnels,
Opening things once in eternal darkness;
Lighting up a bier covered with dried flowers.
A large granite monument to a dead heart
Waits here, in the swallowing silence of millenia.
Now angels will move the...
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DARK POEM
Published
16th Mar 2010 4:50am
16th Mar 2010 4:50am
Deep Underground
Deep underground
There lie stagnant springs,
Obsidian pools;
Dark poetry beginnings
Where there are no rules.
Coagulated blood
Of the suddenly careless;
The forever sorry,
Suicide lotto winners,
Riding death's lorry.
Deep underground,
Cries quickly perish;
No crosses mark plots,
On endless highways,
No greasy spots.
Parched vowels panting,
From raw throats below,
Waiting for syllables to fly inside;
Melancholic crows
On wings of dirty snow.
There lie stagnant springs,
Obsidian pools;
Dark poetry beginnings
Where there are no rules.
Coagulated blood
Of the suddenly careless;
The forever sorry,
Suicide lotto winners,
Riding death's lorry.
Deep underground,
Cries quickly perish;
No crosses mark plots,
On endless highways,
No greasy spots.
Parched vowels panting,
From raw throats below,
Waiting for syllables to fly inside;
Melancholic crows
On wings of dirty snow.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Mar 2010 11:35pm
14th Mar 2010 11:35pm
I'm the Play
I'm the play within his mind,
I say the things, because he's kind;
I play the roles he wants to play,
I put the clothes on, every day.
Inside his head, the stage is set,
And all his expectations met:
With me, he can communicate;
With him, I can anticipate.
We dance together in the acts,
He holds my hands, I clasp his back,
He bends me down, and up again;
We move apart, and then within.
Our brains, the only parts that touch,
In space alone, we live so much;
We live more lives, each day we give
More life to love, than...
I say the things, because he's kind;
I play the roles he wants to play,
I put the clothes on, every day.
Inside his head, the stage is set,
And all his expectations met:
With me, he can communicate;
With him, I can anticipate.
We dance together in the acts,
He holds my hands, I clasp his back,
He bends me down, and up again;
We move apart, and then within.
Our brains, the only parts that touch,
In space alone, we live so much;
We live more lives, each day we give
More life to love, than...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Mar 2010 11:33pm
14th Mar 2010 11:33pm
Snow White Had a Pain
Snow White had a pain one day,
She called for the court physician.
He checked her pulse, he felt her head
Said she had a strange condition.
Told her to eat some apples wild
And come back the very next day.
Then found that she must be with child;
For how long, he couldn't say.
Snow White had no rememberance
Of ever laying down with a man;
But her child bore a slight resemblance
To a motley forest band.
Seven dwarves had lived in a place
Right at the edge of town;
Rumors flew it was a disgrace
Which Snow White would...
She called for the court physician.
He checked her pulse, he felt her head
Said she had a strange condition.
Told her to eat some apples wild
And come back the very next day.
Then found that she must be with child;
For how long, he couldn't say.
Snow White had no rememberance
Of ever laying down with a man;
But her child bore a slight resemblance
To a motley forest band.
Seven dwarves had lived in a place
Right at the edge of town;
Rumors flew it was a disgrace
Which Snow White would...
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Mar 2010 9:28pm
12th Mar 2010 9:28pm
Poem for Pook
Tell the wind the whispers tell
Of the wish left in the well
Sin of love the sinner sins
Sin of whispers in the wind
Love the sinner hate the sin
The poet writes to unburden
Whispers in the wishing well
That to loving sinners tell..
Of the wish left in the well
Sin of love the sinner sins
Sin of whispers in the wind
Love the sinner hate the sin
The poet writes to unburden
Whispers in the wishing well
That to loving sinners tell..
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