Submissions by knifesalesmen
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
These Pictures Hold Ghosts
Where will we be when our eyeballs bleed,
rendering us incapable to see
the path we set when we move our feet?
We'll run through the darkness and shout at the moon,
cursing it for keeping us awake in the night.
We'll try our best to outrun the past,
but the truth is you just can't run from inevitability.
The rights and lefts we make will chisel the stone,
as we lead ourselves to an unknown reality.
We'll forget our names and the lines in our smiles will fade,
because they, too, will have no connection to the days following.
rendering us incapable to see
the path we set when we move our feet?
We'll run through the darkness and shout at the moon,
cursing it for keeping us awake in the night.
We'll try our best to outrun the past,
but the truth is you just can't run from inevitability.
The rights and lefts we make will chisel the stone,
as we lead ourselves to an unknown reality.
We'll forget our names and the lines in our smiles will fade,
because they, too, will have no connection to the days following.
551 reads
1 Comment
Owl Men
Get it together stupid we were both young once
and this pain gets worse if you don't leave the past where it hurts
I am becoming a mosaic and I don't give a fuck anymore
Luck went away and threw me a screwball
Get them teeth back on the curb
Life ain't over for you
When you feel the boot break your neck and you swallow teeth
You have to get back up at least just to spook them
Titanic fucking giants eating your legs as you run on your hands
Why waste what you know you've got?
All I ask is for a quiet and tranquil death
and this pain gets worse if you don't leave the past where it hurts
I am becoming a mosaic and I don't give a fuck anymore
Luck went away and threw me a screwball
Get them teeth back on the curb
Life ain't over for you
When you feel the boot break your neck and you swallow teeth
You have to get back up at least just to spook them
Titanic fucking giants eating your legs as you run on your hands
Why waste what you know you've got?
All I ask is for a quiet and tranquil death
559 reads
1 Comment
Mr. Mountain
Revolver, it's over
Carry yourself for once, my friend.
I am running in spirals waving around a damn gun
That won't even hurt what I am aiming at
Monsters were once human, but that don't give them the right
And the sky will rain hot thick fucking water when you cut them down.
Although their skin is hard, their heart can die
Position yourself just in front of the beastly bastards
And put that revolver under their chin
Kill the brain and the body suffers
Kill a monster and save someone's loved one
But hesitate and you'll be supper motherfucker
Carry yourself for once, my friend.
I am running in spirals waving around a damn gun
That won't even hurt what I am aiming at
Monsters were once human, but that don't give them the right
And the sky will rain hot thick fucking water when you cut them down.
Although their skin is hard, their heart can die
Position yourself just in front of the beastly bastards
And put that revolver under their chin
Kill the brain and the body suffers
Kill a monster and save someone's loved one
But hesitate and you'll be supper motherfucker
495 reads
0 Comments
Mythos
Where do Gods go when they have to die
Where do false idols go when they're figured out and cast out as lies
When will we be a peaceful people unafraid of strange occurrences
When will the things good people do make a difference
Why do I have to stay up at night worrying about these things
Why can't I sleep when day turns to night
Where do false idols go when they're figured out and cast out as lies
When will we be a peaceful people unafraid of strange occurrences
When will the things good people do make a difference
Why do I have to stay up at night worrying about these things
Why can't I sleep when day turns to night
610 reads
2 Comments
Dying on Ecstasy
I am the harbinger of the pain and hate you hide so well
I am the hand that grabs your ankles and drags you to where the devil dwells
You guessed right, H E double hockey sticks, baby.
Collect yourself, because I am here to collect your fear and eat that soul
I am the space between organs, I swim in your blood
It's thick as fuck and God, do I love to choke on it.
Suffer hard and ride it out, live through the pain of lying to yourself
Can you feel the ground shaking and breaking and drooling for you?
Do you see that this is the moment you'll take your last...
I am the hand that grabs your ankles and drags you to where the devil dwells
You guessed right, H E double hockey sticks, baby.
Collect yourself, because I am here to collect your fear and eat that soul
I am the space between organs, I swim in your blood
It's thick as fuck and God, do I love to choke on it.
Suffer hard and ride it out, live through the pain of lying to yourself
Can you feel the ground shaking and breaking and drooling for you?
Do you see that this is the moment you'll take your last...
593 reads
2 Comments
Grated Community.
The artist has become unresponsive
He's locked himself away
Crawl back from the edge of the hole
and walk backwards until you reach home
A steady hand keeps things in check
A nervous laugh keeps your enemies on the track
Captive people promising change for some sunlight
Breaking vows just because being desperate's like being drunk
Act like you didn't mean it the day before
Act like it was just the fear talking
And act accordingly to how the excuse is answered
Because not everyone is as forgiving
He's locked himself away
Crawl back from the edge of the hole
and walk backwards until you reach home
A steady hand keeps things in check
A nervous laugh keeps your enemies on the track
Captive people promising change for some sunlight
Breaking vows just because being desperate's like being drunk
Act like you didn't mean it the day before
Act like it was just the fear talking
And act accordingly to how the excuse is answered
Because not everyone is as forgiving
526 reads
1 Comment
Nasty Napkin
I will not forget the season change
The way it smells when it is just about to rain
The way my son laughs when I walk in the room
Or how I watched him take his first breath when I thought he was dead.
I will remember my mother, and my father and their children
And I will wish them well
You never quite leave home after all
The heart is a hurtful place
And boy, does it fucking ache
There's crowded places full of crowded people
Who haven't felt the pain in their bones
When they watch a sibling cry
Or a child fall sick with the flu
Most...
The way it smells when it is just about to rain
The way my son laughs when I walk in the room
Or how I watched him take his first breath when I thought he was dead.
I will remember my mother, and my father and their children
And I will wish them well
You never quite leave home after all
The heart is a hurtful place
And boy, does it fucking ache
There's crowded places full of crowded people
Who haven't felt the pain in their bones
When they watch a sibling cry
Or a child fall sick with the flu
Most...
728 reads
2 Comments
I Will Die Fighting You
The best we can do is do the best with what we've got
And praise each moment we're not dead
Liquid fear swims inside of me
And calls me a coward with an iced over heart
Thaw me out and drink some liquid courage
And let them duke it out from the inside.
I won't back away from a broken outcome
I don't need to feel safe anymore
I will take charge of a fucked up scenario
I will react
I will destroy the darkness before it consumes the things I love
Or I will die trying to.
I will die fighting you
And praise each moment we're not dead
Liquid fear swims inside of me
And calls me a coward with an iced over heart
Thaw me out and drink some liquid courage
And let them duke it out from the inside.
I won't back away from a broken outcome
I don't need to feel safe anymore
I will take charge of a fucked up scenario
I will react
I will destroy the darkness before it consumes the things I love
Or I will die trying to.
I will die fighting you
646 reads
3 Comments
Forming a Hypothesis.
She says 'my soul, she burns'
and she laughs every time she falls down the stairs.
Her humor is odd and in bad taste
but she's all I can ever think about
She just wants to be friends and that's fine with me
She's pretty cool and at times she has this faint twinkle in her eyes
Like she thinks about what could have been
Had she said yes to me
and she laughs every time she falls down the stairs.
Her humor is odd and in bad taste
but she's all I can ever think about
She just wants to be friends and that's fine with me
She's pretty cool and at times she has this faint twinkle in her eyes
Like she thinks about what could have been
Had she said yes to me
508 reads
0 Comments
Christmas Canceler
722 reads
0 Comments
Lead Lamps
Taking pity on a withered corpse
Takes a lot out of a man
Dries him up and keeps him sick
Through the holidays
The weathered skin on his knuckles have become sand
And he drags them while he walks
Like someone who's been caught stealing
Takes a lot out of a man
Dries him up and keeps him sick
Through the holidays
The weathered skin on his knuckles have become sand
And he drags them while he walks
Like someone who's been caught stealing
537 reads
0 Comments
Birds part two
There's a tree down the road
And it's never used anymore
The swing set broke off and fell and melted into the earth some time ago
There's a doghouse out back of that house
Godforsaken and the wood has rotted
And the dogs been dead for years
His owner died long before his heart stopped
And he dragged his whole life with him.
And it's never used anymore
The swing set broke off and fell and melted into the earth some time ago
There's a doghouse out back of that house
Godforsaken and the wood has rotted
And the dogs been dead for years
His owner died long before his heart stopped
And he dragged his whole life with him.
541 reads
3 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by knifesalesmen