Submissions by mantisdeer (Cait)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm being authentic. "Jump".. how high? 🙃
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Feb 2022 6:54pm
19th Feb 2022 6:54pm
Decan'twaiter
My creativity is a blinding light in the Play-Doh cave allegory I’m living. The monkeys still haven’t figured it out, stare droll at the wall, all of their lives spent drooling, too difficult to wipe it away.
My advices poke at dense fat, undergrowth, I can believe it’s not butter. So hollow a gong beat do my words fall at my feet. There’s nothing like familiarity to strike a razor harp, over kneaded and undervalued.
A sweater to stifle the sweeter alternative, stylized standoffs represent sorrow. Self-loathing will do that to you. Rip your wings off and scream that you...
My advices poke at dense fat, undergrowth, I can believe it’s not butter. So hollow a gong beat do my words fall at my feet. There’s nothing like familiarity to strike a razor harp, over kneaded and undervalued.
A sweater to stifle the sweeter alternative, stylized standoffs represent sorrow. Self-loathing will do that to you. Rip your wings off and scream that you...
#oppression
#universe
#spiritual #unicorns
#spiritual #unicorns
335 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Feb 2022 11:06pm
17th Feb 2022 11:06pm
Tell Lie Vision
My mother, my father,
consumer daughter;
bed the telly,
see the rise, the fall.
Bi channel polarity, curious
syndrome,
slipped and worthless,
dripped and wordless.
Pressed rose in sellebrity slander;
undressed pander,
east coast paneer.
Drop the curtains,
only twitch them,
you're not safe;
consume.
You're not healthy,
consumate the groom and bridled
pony, slap faster-
static behind my eyes.
Breathe to me,
breathe [i]for[i] me.
Take my hands to grab,
and mouth to speak
your...
consumer daughter;
bed the telly,
see the rise, the fall.
Bi channel polarity, curious
syndrome,
slipped and worthless,
dripped and wordless.
Pressed rose in sellebrity slander;
undressed pander,
east coast paneer.
Drop the curtains,
only twitch them,
you're not safe;
consume.
You're not healthy,
consumate the groom and bridled
pony, slap faster-
static behind my eyes.
Breathe to me,
breathe [i]for[i] me.
Take my hands to grab,
and mouth to speak
your...
#mother
#father
#childhood
#fate
#karma
363 reads
0 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
9th Feb 2022 8:02pm
9th Feb 2022 8:02pm
Burning
Your name on paper,
my delicate strokes
hold you high.
Not an obsession,
but pure certainty;
I already have you.
my delicate strokes
hold you high.
Not an obsession,
but pure certainty;
I already have you.
#spiritual
#lover
#magic
620 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Feb 2022 5:20am
9th Feb 2022 5:20am
Loa...ding!
Load of my head
get out of it
and into me.
Let me create you,
Only sensation as you
Arrive into my world.
load the game, I pull and pluck
you're my helpless little fuck,
sweetly stubbled and sorely stuck.
get out of it
and into me.
Let me create you,
Only sensation as you
Arrive into my world.
load the game, I pull and pluck
you're my helpless little fuck,
sweetly stubbled and sorely stuck.
#love
301 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2022 4:30am
2nd Jan 2022 4:30am
Fleeting Sleet Slicks the Driveway
I watch the movie of your life, so poisoned and indisposed. Old and tight and ready to burst, the swing set push off lands in proof of concept verbal agreements, and past due bills.
"Slave heart, save face, and stop while the bleeding has slowed!!"
I'm screaming at the tv, this can't be the end!
You meet my eyes through the glass, and I memorize the emotion of breaking beaten horses, that don't get back up. I think I can change the channel now.
"Slave heart, save face, and stop while the bleeding has slowed!!"
I'm screaming at the tv, this can't be the end!
You meet my eyes through the glass, and I memorize the emotion of breaking beaten horses, that don't get back up. I think I can change the channel now.
#family
408 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Dec 2021 10:59pm
16th Dec 2021 10:59pm
fingerless gloves discarded
A tissue falls to the floor
my legs are numb,
tangled in string knots and
pinned in ink stains,
more than wandering thought trains,
the steam opens pores, stay cold to close them, pseudoscience pneumonia will stop your lungs, the scarred issues hang loose outside the body, burned to ash, eaten by greedy fingerfuls.
Just another metaphor you won't understand, it's all that I can cut, bleed, and pour out, this emptiness runs me dry, I lost the only friend I had getting high, the sandpaper kisses rub the hair off my skin. I'm eaten within, maggots and...
my legs are numb,
tangled in string knots and
pinned in ink stains,
more than wandering thought trains,
the steam opens pores, stay cold to close them, pseudoscience pneumonia will stop your lungs, the scarred issues hang loose outside the body, burned to ash, eaten by greedy fingerfuls.
Just another metaphor you won't understand, it's all that I can cut, bleed, and pour out, this emptiness runs me dry, I lost the only friend I had getting high, the sandpaper kisses rub the hair off my skin. I'm eaten within, maggots and...
#heartbroken
#misunderstood
#FeelingLost #hurt
#FeelingLost #hurt
416 reads
2 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
9th Dec 2021 1:42am
9th Dec 2021 1:42am
Cister Blister I'll always Miss Her
His hand feeds a dog that doesn't know to look anywhere else. You were taken. An advantage over you was stolen, your innocence, your happiness, traded for lesbian man penis. Sick and dying and polluting your womb, he gouges with shepard hook and demon claw, room for him in you.
A boxing ring I dream of creating, veritable in structure, reality bleeds on the webpage. I'll tell him when and where to meet me, so I can meat him, and leave sour curdled chunks behind. separate yourself from the enemy, this stocker is not your holme. You need to watch as I disect and dismember this puny...
A boxing ring I dream of creating, veritable in structure, reality bleeds on the webpage. I'll tell him when and where to meet me, so I can meat him, and leave sour curdled chunks behind. separate yourself from the enemy, this stocker is not your holme. You need to watch as I disect and dismember this puny...
#relationships
#abuse
#escape
#revenge
#manipulation
367 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Dec 2021 1:15am
9th Dec 2021 1:15am
Floating Through a Dim Corridor
Swing my legs
powerlifting kegs of powder;
double downer
big frown for dinner.
Eating feelings won't make your
egg whites thinner, wetter.
Crisis painting,
pallet 'wack it' splatter;
sink stained jacket
made to flatter.
powerlifting kegs of powder;
double downer
big frown for dinner.
Eating feelings won't make your
egg whites thinner, wetter.
Crisis painting,
pallet 'wack it' splatter;
sink stained jacket
made to flatter.
#anger
#food
#unicorns
381 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
7th Dec 2021 5:57pm
7th Dec 2021 5:57pm
Chinese Takeaway
dirty lessons
in egg and grease,
smeary like baby oil,
slippery as crab with a "k"
underdressed meats,
mystique mister,
out of place at mosque.
lemon tang zests the
water paddy fields,
pluck and swim to harvest,
floaties and waders
address the complaint list.
in egg and grease,
smeary like baby oil,
slippery as crab with a "k"
underdressed meats,
mystique mister,
out of place at mosque.
lemon tang zests the
water paddy fields,
pluck and swim to harvest,
floaties and waders
address the complaint list.
#food
472 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Nov 2021 2:14pm
23rd Nov 2021 2:14pm
for the lurking readers
thank you.
I could never so intimately
express myself to ones I know.
Thanks for the nonjudgement, and
the patience. I've been though a lot of
ups and downs, and even though there may
not be a lot of interactions, it feels good to know
that someone has seen me.
I could never so intimately
express myself to ones I know.
Thanks for the nonjudgement, and
the patience. I've been though a lot of
ups and downs, and even though there may
not be a lot of interactions, it feels good to know
that someone has seen me.
#support
408 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Nov 2021 1:17am
23rd Nov 2021 1:17am
my heart hurts
trapped pounding
relentless annoyance
the horse was dead long
before you started beating.
unseated, crying, ignorance,
my closest is my closet me,
dying light; a candle to see by,
do right by, the wax figurine.
the morning will show a prostrate
caricature of a carousel. head
drawn to the side. string ripped from
insides. the lines that create you are crude.
they make you hard, an armor against...me.
i've always been fond of mithridatism,
ritualistically bleeding the evil out.
relentless annoyance
the horse was dead long
before you started beating.
unseated, crying, ignorance,
my closest is my closet me,
dying light; a candle to see by,
do right by, the wax figurine.
the morning will show a prostrate
caricature of a carousel. head
drawn to the side. string ripped from
insides. the lines that create you are crude.
they make you hard, an armor against...me.
i've always been fond of mithridatism,
ritualistically bleeding the evil out.
#heartbroken
#monsters
#unicorns
425 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Nov 2021 3:30pm
20th Nov 2021 3:30pm
I hurt myself today, to see if I could change
I get a chill
from quite a fishy smell,
so sure I'll be betrayed,
so sure of your loveless gaze.
If I speak my thoughts, I
will be berated by you,
faster than I could utter an
intelligible response. You
render me speechless, I
can never get a word in;
the hedges are overgrown,
and I, in my nightgown,
everlasting.
from quite a fishy smell,
so sure I'll be betrayed,
so sure of your loveless gaze.
If I speak my thoughts, I
will be berated by you,
faster than I could utter an
intelligible response. You
render me speechless, I
can never get a word in;
the hedges are overgrown,
and I, in my nightgown,
everlasting.
#love
#unicorns
#diabetes
451 reads
4 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by mantisdeer (Cait)
