Submissions by nikkimoe
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Palaver
He thinks its him
I know its me
I didn't feel like getting into emotional mechanics
silence is what he got
oh cant forget the empty stare
I'm good at that too
why?
there are a million reasons why
but I cant find one word to explain any of it
I look through my mental lexicon, still nothing
the words that want to roll off my tongue are cruel
cruel is easier, its always easier
perplexed and begging for a simple speech
I walked away
I left him wondering
like I always do
...
I know its me
I didn't feel like getting into emotional mechanics
silence is what he got
oh cant forget the empty stare
I'm good at that too
why?
there are a million reasons why
but I cant find one word to explain any of it
I look through my mental lexicon, still nothing
the words that want to roll off my tongue are cruel
cruel is easier, its always easier
perplexed and begging for a simple speech
I walked away
I left him wondering
like I always do
...
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Til It Pains Away The Hurt
dazed never confused
peddling faster then I ever have before
repeating the same thing over and over in my mind
"Redline bike take me home
red tires, all chrome"
maybe its the fear
when I was scared at night as a kid
I would sing the smurfs song
lalalalalala lalalalala
over and over again till I passed out
cant pass out now
got to keep peddling
my legs are tensing and getting stiff
everything in me wants to stop
I wont allow my self to fail
failure is certain death
death is dead
to...
peddling faster then I ever have before
repeating the same thing over and over in my mind
"Redline bike take me home
red tires, all chrome"
maybe its the fear
when I was scared at night as a kid
I would sing the smurfs song
lalalalalala lalalalala
over and over again till I passed out
cant pass out now
got to keep peddling
my legs are tensing and getting stiff
everything in me wants to stop
I wont allow my self to fail
failure is certain death
death is dead
to...
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f**k You Good Morning
Everywhere I seem to go
shitty attitudes follow me
if you are not a morning person,
why the hell do you work mornings at a coffee house?
Phil, the Barista at Timmy Ho's (Tim Horton's)
cant fucking smile to save his life
he is a mumbler so its really fucking hard to hear him
and when I say excuse me? he rolls his eyes
then my head cocks sideways, and I glare at him
he begins mumbling again
I cut him off and say "give me my coffee" I pay and leave
this used to happen every morning
then I...
shitty attitudes follow me
if you are not a morning person,
why the hell do you work mornings at a coffee house?
Phil, the Barista at Timmy Ho's (Tim Horton's)
cant fucking smile to save his life
he is a mumbler so its really fucking hard to hear him
and when I say excuse me? he rolls his eyes
then my head cocks sideways, and I glare at him
he begins mumbling again
I cut him off and say "give me my coffee" I pay and leave
this used to happen every morning
then I...
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Abstract Egomania
pill bottle in her pocket
joint in her mouth
she walks slowly down a busy street
looking for friends
where are they
not here
nor there
nonexistent people
did they ever exist
or figments of imagination
someones imagination
clearly not hers
trees sway
no wind is blowing
she is lost in thought
never noticing
never seeing
the ever present elephant in the middle of the street
she breezes bye it
no glimpse not even from the corner of her eye
deep inside herself
she...
joint in her mouth
she walks slowly down a busy street
looking for friends
where are they
not here
nor there
nonexistent people
did they ever exist
or figments of imagination
someones imagination
clearly not hers
trees sway
no wind is blowing
she is lost in thought
never noticing
never seeing
the ever present elephant in the middle of the street
she breezes bye it
no glimpse not even from the corner of her eye
deep inside herself
she...
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Extinction
the tablet of destinies
lives inside me
energy transferred over the centuries
has written itself into every cell of my being
everything you ever heard
is almost true
it isn't a bunch of clay stones with cuneiform on them
it is DNA, of the soul
Sumerian people of the stars carried it
yet their souls do not roam this earth
their souls are kept in stasis
upon a ship of sorts
or rather a planet humans want to ignore
their soul DNA was extracted
each one carried a different trait
each one was needed to...
lives inside me
energy transferred over the centuries
has written itself into every cell of my being
everything you ever heard
is almost true
it isn't a bunch of clay stones with cuneiform on them
it is DNA, of the soul
Sumerian people of the stars carried it
yet their souls do not roam this earth
their souls are kept in stasis
upon a ship of sorts
or rather a planet humans want to ignore
their soul DNA was extracted
each one carried a different trait
each one was needed to...
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The Box of Broken Hearts
it is that time of year again
when I get the box out
and look at the past
old stuff in a box
it's hexed, cursed
yet I cant let it go
not hoarding
just keeping
shit I shouldn't
things from the bad times
things others would toss
I have kept
the 1st pill bottle I ever found
a piece of glass from when I was stabbed
the gold ring I took from the guy who raped me
the dress I had on when I caught my ex cheating
the plane ticket from Chicago when that dude tried to kill me ...
when I get the box out
and look at the past
old stuff in a box
it's hexed, cursed
yet I cant let it go
not hoarding
just keeping
shit I shouldn't
things from the bad times
things others would toss
I have kept
the 1st pill bottle I ever found
a piece of glass from when I was stabbed
the gold ring I took from the guy who raped me
the dress I had on when I caught my ex cheating
the plane ticket from Chicago when that dude tried to kill me ...
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Brians Story, A Stoner Girls Last Joint
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A Stoner Girls Last Joint
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water movement
I like to play with my mind
I consult the water
concentrate
imagine it swirl
imagine
what makes it swirl
remove it
erase the thought
let your subconscious take over
if you let go
the water will splash
brain games
psychokinesis
is possible
you have to learn
how to navigate the brain
there are certain laws
of the universe
rules
find them, explore
teach yourself
nothing will ever
be out of reach
again
I consult the water
concentrate
imagine it swirl
imagine
what makes it swirl
remove it
erase the thought
let your subconscious take over
if you let go
the water will splash
brain games
psychokinesis
is possible
you have to learn
how to navigate the brain
there are certain laws
of the universe
rules
find them, explore
teach yourself
nothing will ever
be out of reach
again
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Secret Languages Bottles Speak
watching others drown themselves
as it seems to be their second job
no life vest needed to keep them a float
just a bottle
nothing is relevant but energy
and that bottle
evil intentions
good deeds
scales
do they matter
not unless they are at the bottom
of a bottle
it gets old being a voyeur of such things
time wastes away along with their body
seeing it first hand
words don't matter
nothing does
except that bottle
the monster is born
with each gulp
inspecting...
as it seems to be their second job
no life vest needed to keep them a float
just a bottle
nothing is relevant but energy
and that bottle
evil intentions
good deeds
scales
do they matter
not unless they are at the bottom
of a bottle
it gets old being a voyeur of such things
time wastes away along with their body
seeing it first hand
words don't matter
nothing does
except that bottle
the monster is born
with each gulp
inspecting...
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You Can Kill The Body, Not The Spirit
I thought he was gone
I thought he was dead
I thought he would never resurface again
that's what I get for thinking,
somehow he made his way through the thicket
somehow hes knocking on my fucking door
I stare through a peep hole
looking into the eyes of my worst nightmare
he knocks and he knocks
the vibration of his knocking goes through my body
reminding me, reminding me of his rage
a fury comes that stems from the deep parts
traveling thousands of miles and over several seas
his spirit has...
I thought he was dead
I thought he would never resurface again
that's what I get for thinking,
somehow he made his way through the thicket
somehow hes knocking on my fucking door
I stare through a peep hole
looking into the eyes of my worst nightmare
he knocks and he knocks
the vibration of his knocking goes through my body
reminding me, reminding me of his rage
a fury comes that stems from the deep parts
traveling thousands of miles and over several seas
his spirit has...
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Ashes and Tears
exercising my right not to give a fuck
I walked away quickly
yes, I heard you screaming my name
and yes I kept walking
I did look back
I saw your hands on your face
I saw you wipe away tears
I got in my car
and I smiled
finally your the one to cry
to feel the burn
to want something so bad
yet, you cant have it
I drove away laughing
yeah that was my middle finger I was waving
as I did a reverse 180
bet you liked that :)
I'm pretty sure I laughed all the way home
...
I walked away quickly
yes, I heard you screaming my name
and yes I kept walking
I did look back
I saw your hands on your face
I saw you wipe away tears
I got in my car
and I smiled
finally your the one to cry
to feel the burn
to want something so bad
yet, you cant have it
I drove away laughing
yeah that was my middle finger I was waving
as I did a reverse 180
bet you liked that :)
I'm pretty sure I laughed all the way home
...
863 reads
18 Comments
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