Submissions by runningturtle87
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
If it's not intimate, what's the point?......................
Second Hand Insanity
In modern terms,
the depth
of our experiences
is one
of an outward show
of wealth and comfort.
The most exotic
of our experiences
are the sense
of safety we find
behind the walls
of our protection
from the world
of soldiers and bandits,
the seclusion
in which
in privacy
we may indulge
in our fantasies and perversions
while still maintaining
our public faces.
We have come to believe
that an orgasm
or a night
of wine
are world winds
of cosmic understanding ...
the depth
of our experiences
is one
of an outward show
of wealth and comfort.
The most exotic
of our experiences
are the sense
of safety we find
behind the walls
of our protection
from the world
of soldiers and bandits,
the seclusion
in which
in privacy
we may indulge
in our fantasies and perversions
while still maintaining
our public faces.
We have come to believe
that an orgasm
or a night
of wine
are world winds
of cosmic understanding ...
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The Time of Standing
After multiple attempts
to hijack the subject,
no real answer is given
for Chick-fil-A's inconsistency
in applying principle, law,
or moral outrage concerning gay marriage
or any other behavior.
Naming marriage
as a traditional front
while not confronting the host
of other behaviors
of equal magnitude is merely
an inconsistency at best.
The reason: Tradition.
And yet your power is new
and wages have only been flat for 40 years.
And yet women vote,
blacks have civil rights,
the earth is...
to hijack the subject,
no real answer is given
for Chick-fil-A's inconsistency
in applying principle, law,
or moral outrage concerning gay marriage
or any other behavior.
Naming marriage
as a traditional front
while not confronting the host
of other behaviors
of equal magnitude is merely
an inconsistency at best.
The reason: Tradition.
And yet your power is new
and wages have only been flat for 40 years.
And yet women vote,
blacks have civil rights,
the earth is...
680 reads
5 Comments
When the Music Hits
Strip teasing
to Paula Cole
and pointing
to your lip
you tasty freeze
walk hip joint cuddling
my chest bone locking eyes
rampant screaming thighs
and I pick you up
by the crotch
of your jeans
and flip you
over my shoulder
onto the bed,
rip off my shirt
as the western snap buttons
let go of my desire
to be inside you,
being that tease
and making me need
whatever is left
for a snack
as we slam
on our knuckles
all white heat
as we fuck
like we mean it
so nice.
...
to Paula Cole
and pointing
to your lip
you tasty freeze
walk hip joint cuddling
my chest bone locking eyes
rampant screaming thighs
and I pick you up
by the crotch
of your jeans
and flip you
over my shoulder
onto the bed,
rip off my shirt
as the western snap buttons
let go of my desire
to be inside you,
being that tease
and making me need
whatever is left
for a snack
as we slam
on our knuckles
all white heat
as we fuck
like we mean it
so nice.
...
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Distracted
I hate to down play
a moment when I want to
but seeing you there
explaining your day
and letting me see
the tip of your nipple
all hot with its cotton white gauze
and Indian lace lattice
triumph of cotton
all twisted in arm bands
silver and ankle
and bangle
and lip pierce
having just laid in
your corset and woven
the ribbons
in rings in your skin
with that candle wax
dripping in splatters
the shape of an angel's tears,
I can't help but notice
as never before
the contrast between
your ink and your...
a moment when I want to
but seeing you there
explaining your day
and letting me see
the tip of your nipple
all hot with its cotton white gauze
and Indian lace lattice
triumph of cotton
all twisted in arm bands
silver and ankle
and bangle
and lip pierce
having just laid in
your corset and woven
the ribbons
in rings in your skin
with that candle wax
dripping in splatters
the shape of an angel's tears,
I can't help but notice
as never before
the contrast between
your ink and your...
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Near
If I were to kiss
the crown of your head
and love your locks
and smell their air
and caress your forehead
and tenderly lip
to nose expose
my mouth to yours
and bite your lip
and slip to your chin
and slide down your neck
and trouble your shoulder
caressing your back
and licking your nipples
while suckling hips
and cherishing belly
and touching so gently
your satin sill labia
cheeking your thighs
and nibbling knees
as I reached for your ankles
and kissed you sweet feet,
then would you...
the crown of your head
and love your locks
and smell their air
and caress your forehead
and tenderly lip
to nose expose
my mouth to yours
and bite your lip
and slip to your chin
and slide down your neck
and trouble your shoulder
caressing your back
and licking your nipples
while suckling hips
and cherishing belly
and touching so gently
your satin sill labia
cheeking your thighs
and nibbling knees
as I reached for your ankles
and kissed you sweet feet,
then would you...
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The Hundred Reasons
Chapter 99 then, finally:
I've never been good
at telling my tale
not without somehow
letting it out
how I fell so deeply
in love with the story
not ever to finish
but starting anew
each day as we speak
each sentence extended
as never to end
and you there just standing
never to leave
and the plot ever-moving
and yet nowhere going
an eternity that
but at least herein waiting
and never quiet done
yet always just ready
to try it again
though without resolution
for no end in itself ...
I've never been good
at telling my tale
not without somehow
letting it out
how I fell so deeply
in love with the story
not ever to finish
but starting anew
each day as we speak
each sentence extended
as never to end
and you there just standing
never to leave
and the plot ever-moving
and yet nowhere going
an eternity that
but at least herein waiting
and never quiet done
yet always just ready
to try it again
though without resolution
for no end in itself ...
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Arrivals
The code of arrivals
includes the laws of all limitations.
Get here and do something constructive,
only don't do the following things that will
mess up my plans and create havoc
that will send a shock wave through my day:
Everything needs to remain just as it was.
Don't start any new projects.
Always clean up so that I can't tell you were ever here.
Be gone by the time I get home.
Never leave any of the tools out.
Clean the broom and vacuum cleaner.
Never leave trash in the trash can.
Don't leave your car in the driveway....
includes the laws of all limitations.
Get here and do something constructive,
only don't do the following things that will
mess up my plans and create havoc
that will send a shock wave through my day:
Everything needs to remain just as it was.
Don't start any new projects.
Always clean up so that I can't tell you were ever here.
Be gone by the time I get home.
Never leave any of the tools out.
Clean the broom and vacuum cleaner.
Never leave trash in the trash can.
Don't leave your car in the driveway....
657 reads
2 Comments
Logistics
When I get better,
I'm going to learn to run for miles
I'm going to sing out loud
I'm going to test my strength
I'm going to show my faith
I'm going to handle that failure
I'm going to rebuild that breakdown
I'm going to make my art
I'm going to eat the right foods
I'm going to say I'm sorry
I'm going to be a good friend
I'm going to treat her right
I'm going to remember his birthday
I'm going to do so much more
than I have ever done
because now I know that
I could have done more
only I didn't know that I could
and now...
I'm going to learn to run for miles
I'm going to sing out loud
I'm going to test my strength
I'm going to show my faith
I'm going to handle that failure
I'm going to rebuild that breakdown
I'm going to make my art
I'm going to eat the right foods
I'm going to say I'm sorry
I'm going to be a good friend
I'm going to treat her right
I'm going to remember his birthday
I'm going to do so much more
than I have ever done
because now I know that
I could have done more
only I didn't know that I could
and now...
716 reads
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Quantum Psychology
Predicting the outcome of an unknowable
allowing oneself to dream without dogmas
seeing directly into the unflappable
having no notice until it is on top of you
being aware but paralyzed to prevent it
making a path but not being able to balance
creating a tool too small for the job
jumping from form to function
relating to that which you hate
seeking out that which scares you
trying new things that are revolting
wanting to back in forward
attempting to put yourself in his shoes
knowing that its everywhere unless you look,
these are the...
allowing oneself to dream without dogmas
seeing directly into the unflappable
having no notice until it is on top of you
being aware but paralyzed to prevent it
making a path but not being able to balance
creating a tool too small for the job
jumping from form to function
relating to that which you hate
seeking out that which scares you
trying new things that are revolting
wanting to back in forward
attempting to put yourself in his shoes
knowing that its everywhere unless you look,
these are the...
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Gunslinger
Oh, then some really blistering shit,
like when you step up and forward
and square off, toe in and toe out,
head slanted like a gun held high,
voice lowered and slowed
in a frozen skinned pace,
like a broken rail
and a soon to be colliding train,
all puffed up and swollen,
arms like legs,
and a stallion for a haircut.
Oh, damn,
you're gunna look good on my wall;
fucked up like Moses
with the Tablets all busted,
and then with the tables all laid just so,
the spread pushed up,
and the barrels all full,
the circus cuts...
like when you step up and forward
and square off, toe in and toe out,
head slanted like a gun held high,
voice lowered and slowed
in a frozen skinned pace,
like a broken rail
and a soon to be colliding train,
all puffed up and swollen,
arms like legs,
and a stallion for a haircut.
Oh, damn,
you're gunna look good on my wall;
fucked up like Moses
with the Tablets all busted,
and then with the tables all laid just so,
the spread pushed up,
and the barrels all full,
the circus cuts...
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Note to Self
When I have time,
I need to build
a GUI interface
that displays the 3-D unfolding
of the new mythology logo
as it compels enlightenment
along the trajectory
of the torus
of contemplative introspection
as it is delineated
through transposed mythology,
the topological holographic illustration
of contextual integration….
the meta-logical understanding
and decoding
of the path
of consciousness
as expressed
in biochemical
and nuclear forces,
the expression
of the fractal
of significance...
I need to build
a GUI interface
that displays the 3-D unfolding
of the new mythology logo
as it compels enlightenment
along the trajectory
of the torus
of contemplative introspection
as it is delineated
through transposed mythology,
the topological holographic illustration
of contextual integration….
the meta-logical understanding
and decoding
of the path
of consciousness
as expressed
in biochemical
and nuclear forces,
the expression
of the fractal
of significance...
650 reads
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Awkward Awakening
As perfect a moment
as close as they come
subtracting the struggles
and adding the sum
giving the lashes
and tinkling bell
every last clue
and hotter than hell
these are the tokens
that give us our sense
the reasons
the focus
to never relent
cryptic and silent
covered and pale
latticed and broken
and painted as well
gone to the corners
and thrown out the door
these are the beacons
that frame out the war
it's conscience
dear conscience
that drives a man home
seeks to divide him
and leave him...
as close as they come
subtracting the struggles
and adding the sum
giving the lashes
and tinkling bell
every last clue
and hotter than hell
these are the tokens
that give us our sense
the reasons
the focus
to never relent
cryptic and silent
covered and pale
latticed and broken
and painted as well
gone to the corners
and thrown out the door
these are the beacons
that frame out the war
it's conscience
dear conscience
that drives a man home
seeks to divide him
and leave him...
705 reads
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