Submissions by nikkimoe
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Ignore Reality Because It's Easier
Aliens!!!!
they're back
no shit
all truth,
look!
look!
look!
purple rain,
somewhere
I bet,
oracle
my dear,
why so nasty
as of late?,
disappointed?
me too,
but look!!!
the aliens are back
and there's
purple rain
somewhere
I bet.
they're back
no shit
all truth,
look!
look!
look!
purple rain,
somewhere
I bet,
oracle
my dear,
why so nasty
as of late?,
disappointed?
me too,
but look!!!
the aliens are back
and there's
purple rain
somewhere
I bet.
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Damn, What Did That Say?
The Whore of Babylon
drives a Mercedes,
no, not red,
white,
seven headed beast?
she couldn't help but to laugh like a jackal
"only if you count what's under the hood",
drunk on blood and speeding off
I noticed she had a bumper sticker
but I couldn't read what it said.
drives a Mercedes,
no, not red,
white,
seven headed beast?
she couldn't help but to laugh like a jackal
"only if you count what's under the hood",
drunk on blood and speeding off
I noticed she had a bumper sticker
but I couldn't read what it said.
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#2 The Jinn Hunter
Rayael went to Oman she travelled there by night and slept throughout the day, she stopped in Muscat and rented herself a donkey, not for the ride, but for the bray she would need that come 3am. She threw her satchel over the side of the beast counting her candles making sure she had seven of them and had not lost one on her travels, these candles could not be replaced, not in the time she would need them by so all seven bare importance to this journey. Each candles wax made from the adipocere from the Prophet Solomon, he too could see the jinn without having to look very hard, he had a jinn...
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The Jinn Hunter
To speak of Wiam is trouble and to tell her tale is death, but I have been given a voice that screams inside me to do what no one has ever dared to do before, I will speak of the mother of the Jinn, the woman, the human who gives birth every week to a new force, a force which is draining the life of man, haunting their dreams and whispering in their ear.
Wiam is not the first mother nor will she be the last, she is mother of the 21st century and there will be a new mother in the 22nd, but that is a whole different story, I must concentrate on the tale at hand or it shall never be...
Wiam is not the first mother nor will she be the last, she is mother of the 21st century and there will be a new mother in the 22nd, but that is a whole different story, I must concentrate on the tale at hand or it shall never be...
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4 Comments
Defoliated
A harsh
winter wind
blew through
the tall
naked trees
and
nothing
moved.
winter wind
blew through
the tall
naked trees
and
nothing
moved.
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By The Way
If you happen to have the good luck
of meeting a stupid old bitch,
chances are, before this happenstance
at some point she was an even younger stupid bitch,
you just don't turn 60 and become and uncouth idiot
probably had a stupid bitch mother and a bitch father
that shit might be learned behavior,
what's the motivating factor you might ask,
and I might answer,
ruining peoples day, getting off on making one frown
that's it, plain and simple.
of meeting a stupid old bitch,
chances are, before this happenstance
at some point she was an even younger stupid bitch,
you just don't turn 60 and become and uncouth idiot
probably had a stupid bitch mother and a bitch father
that shit might be learned behavior,
what's the motivating factor you might ask,
and I might answer,
ruining peoples day, getting off on making one frown
that's it, plain and simple.
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Witch
Go ahead witch
run to the dead leaves
they can not,
will not protect you
not this time,
you have been charged by the universe
for crimes that reach past the stars!
oh witch don't cry now
your tears are pathetic
you have done this to yourself
and to man
this all you!,
your choice
and now you shall pay
I'm here to collect
not your soul witch,
but your very being
your human being
the universe demands you suffer
and suffer you will
for every year your curse plagues man
your body will be...
run to the dead leaves
they can not,
will not protect you
not this time,
you have been charged by the universe
for crimes that reach past the stars!
oh witch don't cry now
your tears are pathetic
you have done this to yourself
and to man
this all you!,
your choice
and now you shall pay
I'm here to collect
not your soul witch,
but your very being
your human being
the universe demands you suffer
and suffer you will
for every year your curse plagues man
your body will be...
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Angeline
How reckless the wicked mind becomes
when the inner midnight calls for revenge
I'm trying to forgot your trespasses
I really am, dear old bold friend.
I have something in me that thinks you owe it
that you took something that belonged to me
and there is this other part that totally agrees,
I am in constant argument with myself.
Let go everyone says, bygones and what not's, but I cant
or maybe I don't want to, because I saved you
and then you killed me, well part at least
and oh how I have wanted to thank you
Some claim there are...
when the inner midnight calls for revenge
I'm trying to forgot your trespasses
I really am, dear old bold friend.
I have something in me that thinks you owe it
that you took something that belonged to me
and there is this other part that totally agrees,
I am in constant argument with myself.
Let go everyone says, bygones and what not's, but I cant
or maybe I don't want to, because I saved you
and then you killed me, well part at least
and oh how I have wanted to thank you
Some claim there are...
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Who's That Peeking In Your Window?
The window to your soul was locked
so I rubbed some dirt off the glass and peeked in
what a fucking mess
I thought about breaking in
cleaning up a bit but then I was like
no fucking way
that's your soul
why should I clean it,
all that bad mojo floating around in there
I can just see myself catching bad karma
and all types of other diseases of the mad mind
I mean black walls of the soul!? yikes
that's not paint it's miasma
dim, the light of your sixth chakra does not shine
I back up and get the hell out of dodge ...
so I rubbed some dirt off the glass and peeked in
what a fucking mess
I thought about breaking in
cleaning up a bit but then I was like
no fucking way
that's your soul
why should I clean it,
all that bad mojo floating around in there
I can just see myself catching bad karma
and all types of other diseases of the mad mind
I mean black walls of the soul!? yikes
that's not paint it's miasma
dim, the light of your sixth chakra does not shine
I back up and get the hell out of dodge ...
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One With My Couch
Opening my door having to push hard past the rug
and squeeze through because my cats have
barricaded themselves in again,
I look around
at the mess,
I look in the mirror
at the mess
and decide its nap time these things can be handled later.
sleeping way longer than expected, it's new damn day
and all those messes still exist,
I imagine taking a shower, it seems like a ton of work
all that lathering and soaping
and then there's those freaking dishes
I feel like Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout,
but even she scrubbed the pans, I just...
and squeeze through because my cats have
barricaded themselves in again,
I look around
at the mess,
I look in the mirror
at the mess
and decide its nap time these things can be handled later.
sleeping way longer than expected, it's new damn day
and all those messes still exist,
I imagine taking a shower, it seems like a ton of work
all that lathering and soaping
and then there's those freaking dishes
I feel like Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout,
but even she scrubbed the pans, I just...
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Flawed By Design
And if I cared
what would have changed?
the way the sun sets or rises?
no, nothing would have been different
same outcome, more tears
and less laughter,
feel what?
emotionless is me
I never hid that from you
doing things to see how I react
when you already knew,
aloof,
that's how I make it through
that's how I was designed
my own mother cries out for a hug
and for one that will never come,
well at least from me,
if you want to know why
do as I did,
scream it at the sky
see if you get...
what would have changed?
the way the sun sets or rises?
no, nothing would have been different
same outcome, more tears
and less laughter,
feel what?
emotionless is me
I never hid that from you
doing things to see how I react
when you already knew,
aloof,
that's how I make it through
that's how I was designed
my own mother cries out for a hug
and for one that will never come,
well at least from me,
if you want to know why
do as I did,
scream it at the sky
see if you get...
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Lumpy Mattresses And Cheap Pillows
I envy the transparent
everything is clear
but I live where everything
is murky,
more than doubt floats
through the air here,
the mist comes
and it goes
but it leaves behind
droplets of yesterday,
fear begins to resonate
somewhere
inside of someone,
the cloud dancer
has touched ground
and nothing shall ever be the same,
wishes have caused chaos amongst us
and I cant do it any longer,
when the destined stars collide
there shall be light,
so until then.
everything is clear
but I live where everything
is murky,
more than doubt floats
through the air here,
the mist comes
and it goes
but it leaves behind
droplets of yesterday,
fear begins to resonate
somewhere
inside of someone,
the cloud dancer
has touched ground
and nothing shall ever be the same,
wishes have caused chaos amongst us
and I cant do it any longer,
when the destined stars collide
there shall be light,
so until then.
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