Submitted Poetry
Poetry
This Old Computer.
by Cody S. Decker That’s it I give up this contraption is for the birds I tried getting this damn computer to connect to the internet to do what it’s supposed to do but no it turns on with a howl and a hum it bings and bangs it sounds […]
Untamed Jungle Minds
Some time ago Amidst the chaos and confusion When what seemed quite real Was really just illusion We asked ourselves if we’d rather remain broken And give up our fix We were malicious yet delicious And magically tragic We felt just as real As Velveteen Rabbits Defined by our vices, […]
Halloween is Dead
by FROGG CORPSE There are no decorations, When I lookout and see, A neighborhood too plain Communities withering. Trees leaves die too quick Too long to wait unfold. A canopy of sky My mind it ebbs and flows.
Song of Myself (1892 version)
BY WALT WHITMAN 1 I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. I loafe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass. My tongue, every […]
Banana Kick
by Saira Viola When he told me he’d made love To someone else on that old sofa Mottled with flies I thought my world was over A petite busty babe Long hair and smiling eyes He didn’t wait More than one date To penetrate her deep. ‘It’s not serious’ he said, ‘But […]
Insomnia We Trust
by Ashley Beth Dark emotions in corners of mind. Come up when you’re in a fragile state. A state betwixt awake and asleep. A softened barrier between real and dream. “No, don’t go in there. No. Don’t go inside that thought.” It will stick to you like stink from a […]
Too many of you move like this
by Kevin Eickmeier You floated through like the remnants of a long dead dream only to spread promises of pain back over already healed scars. I still remember the night you drifted off into the darkness, the way you tried to push me off the top of towers so tall […]
“Which Way”
by Ashley Beth As I walk towards the escalator Through security It occurred to me How many trips has it been for me? England, France, Hawaii Twice It’s just so nice The perspective you get When you fly on a jet Your paranoia all set For now Until the return […]