Submissions by ofthemountayne (otm)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
when the music stops
in ear ringing silence
and contemplative thought
it's a long way down
from the social storm,
i was up, now i'm down
and it's time for bed
i just, i wish i wasn't stuck
in the thoughts in my head.
and contemplative thought
it's a long way down
from the social storm,
i was up, now i'm down
and it's time for bed
i just, i wish i wasn't stuck
in the thoughts in my head.
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31st december 2011
no wonder i am here
alone but for the beer,
it's soon run dry,
i'll have to try the whisky.
these walls are paper thin,
my roof is caving in,
my thoughts turn to
returning to the city.
i made a note so i don't forget
the happy memories
but drink and drugs have drowned my head -
i'm alone on new year's eve.
i'm exiled out of sight,
my long, forgotten life,
i shout, i scream, i struggle,
i run to nowhere.
i ain't got no more fight,
my pain anaesthetised,
my heart is dripping blood
but i don't care.
...
alone but for the beer,
it's soon run dry,
i'll have to try the whisky.
these walls are paper thin,
my roof is caving in,
my thoughts turn to
returning to the city.
i made a note so i don't forget
the happy memories
but drink and drugs have drowned my head -
i'm alone on new year's eve.
i'm exiled out of sight,
my long, forgotten life,
i shout, i scream, i struggle,
i run to nowhere.
i ain't got no more fight,
my pain anaesthetised,
my heart is dripping blood
but i don't care.
...
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gutter queen
i see her on her balcony,
ain't seen her for a while,
she's having her fag break
during the ad break (")
of jeremy kyle.
she's my gutter juliet
but i ain't no romeo,
she's brushing her hair
while i mount the stairs
with sexual vertigo.
she's my baby,
don't matter she ain't the same as me,
she ain't no lady
but that's ok with me -
she loves me -
that's all i need.
her name's tracy
while i read shakespeare
but we always get along,
we don't dress the same,
we don't act the same
but she gets where...
ain't seen her for a while,
she's having her fag break
during the ad break (")
of jeremy kyle.
she's my gutter juliet
but i ain't no romeo,
she's brushing her hair
while i mount the stairs
with sexual vertigo.
she's my baby,
don't matter she ain't the same as me,
she ain't no lady
but that's ok with me -
she loves me -
that's all i need.
her name's tracy
while i read shakespeare
but we always get along,
we don't dress the same,
we don't act the same
but she gets where...
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end of summer, start of something else...
coffee, philosophy
and things unsaid.
love, lust
and thoughts of sex
and time on my mind
because i forgot
to turn my clock
back and hour,
i'm left behind.
i poached an egg
and cleared my head
of thoughts of you
and the things i said.
i'm out of sync but that's ok,
the missing link has been misplaced,
it's time, i think, to get away
before i sink without a trace.
i walked, i ran,
i had a plan
to get as far away
from this dirty, ugly town
as i can.
and things unsaid.
love, lust
and thoughts of sex
and time on my mind
because i forgot
to turn my clock
back and hour,
i'm left behind.
i poached an egg
and cleared my head
of thoughts of you
and the things i said.
i'm out of sync but that's ok,
the missing link has been misplaced,
it's time, i think, to get away
before i sink without a trace.
i walked, i ran,
i had a plan
to get as far away
from this dirty, ugly town
as i can.
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now or never, or later
i'm a loser, a waster,
a tail chaser,
a count-to-ten procrastinator,
give me oppurtunity and i'll waste it,
set me a goal and i won't make it,
provide me with an easy way out and i'll take it
because i'm a loser, a waster,
i'll do it later,
i make no decisions but that's ok,
i leave it all to fate.
a tail chaser,
a count-to-ten procrastinator,
give me oppurtunity and i'll waste it,
set me a goal and i won't make it,
provide me with an easy way out and i'll take it
because i'm a loser, a waster,
i'll do it later,
i make no decisions but that's ok,
i leave it all to fate.
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don't look back in rage
the bigger the whisky
the more reminiscing,
i look so far back i can't see
or maybe that's the whisky
as the memories hit me,
i'm trapped in my history.
i've got to lift my eyes up
and look on ahead,
my past is done if not quite dead,
if i break its bind -
unravels like a thread,
i kick my legs to the path i want to tread.
the more reminiscing,
i look so far back i can't see
or maybe that's the whisky
as the memories hit me,
i'm trapped in my history.
i've got to lift my eyes up
and look on ahead,
my past is done if not quite dead,
if i break its bind -
unravels like a thread,
i kick my legs to the path i want to tread.
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hunger
your ass makes me think of peaches in a rainstorm,
your nipples like golden droplets of honey shimmering in the sun,
your breasts make me think of two beautiful melons in a thousand sunsets,
your lips the colour of ripe, juicy plums.
i think i'm hungry.
your nipples like golden droplets of honey shimmering in the sun,
your breasts make me think of two beautiful melons in a thousand sunsets,
your lips the colour of ripe, juicy plums.
i think i'm hungry.
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action
jesus gave me a job today,
its title is chief of doing stuff
so in order to not get the sack
i think i'll have to quit.
its title is chief of doing stuff
so in order to not get the sack
i think i'll have to quit.
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calendar
when that mayan calendar runs out
and you're stuck in a life you don't want to live
and you you look back to all the worry and the stress
and all the things you never did,
what are you going to do?
and you're stuck in a life you don't want to live
and you you look back to all the worry and the stress
and all the things you never did,
what are you going to do?
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tabasco
i'm an abstract poet,
i just didn't realise,
poetry is the space
between truth and lies
where nothing's real
and nothing exists,
life ain't serious
so why treat it like it is.
i just didn't realise,
poetry is the space
between truth and lies
where nothing's real
and nothing exists,
life ain't serious
so why treat it like it is.
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US and them
i want to be immune to justice
so i'm running for president of the usa
to hide behind a little red button of threat,
the keeper of the keys of the home of the brave.
so i'm running for president of the usa
to hide behind a little red button of threat,
the keeper of the keys of the home of the brave.
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disunited
how many people do the police have to kill
for it to be a police state?
how many foreign civilians do you have to kill
to be a war criminal?
how many bombs have to fall
to become genocide?
how many protesters do you have to arrest
to be a totalitarian regime?
one.
one union.
one kingdom.
welcome to the united kingdom.
we lock up the young,
we neglect the old,
we dispossess the people that don't own shit
and wonder why everyone's on the dole.
we create the wealth race where
the hardest part is getting to the start,
we...
for it to be a police state?
how many foreign civilians do you have to kill
to be a war criminal?
how many bombs have to fall
to become genocide?
how many protesters do you have to arrest
to be a totalitarian regime?
one.
one union.
one kingdom.
welcome to the united kingdom.
we lock up the young,
we neglect the old,
we dispossess the people that don't own shit
and wonder why everyone's on the dole.
we create the wealth race where
the hardest part is getting to the start,
we...
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