#1
Here's To Prague & Chernobyl

beating to like a nuclear reaction
this atomic radiation is acting like
a long lost lover and is leaving me
without the oxygenitic neo-pills
that keep these fingers moving
and these bones cracking.
running to the sound of battery acid,
it pumps like a nitrogenetic bomb through
my 10,000 burning blue veins,

I ate the dischord of a peacock through test tubes.
I climbed the ovaries of a giant red sun that gave birth to a brand new tan.
I walked over 42 gallons of type AB blood that was thrown down a canyon.
I got caught unraveling a 10,000 year old mummy, I think her name was Yari.
I ripped the bones from the sides of the walls and I gave a new meaning to discent.
I grew my fingernails so long that they broke a few records and a blinded a few eyes.
I wrote so many poems that I ran out of a metaphors to describe how I love, how I feel, how I am a robot living in the east coast. I ran out of imagination and I ran out of that feeling of knowing I'm writing therapy. I'm not, I'm writing words for entertainment. I wrote so many poems, my words mean jackshit to me now.

So here's to Prague & Chernobyl for cheaping it real.
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#3
Ahh Matt an introspective piece, that was executed with unparalleled success i might add, I loved this, far more than all of your last 5 at least put together, the only part i didn't like was "cheaping" without that it would be flawless, at the time when you needed to be most coherant you stunted the afterthoughts with a clumsily placed in piece joke, when you should have really gone for the jugular! And ended on such a dramatic thought.

Heres to your more than inspiring work, and yet more to come.

peACE
Steve
Filth, pure filth... That's what you are.
#4
thanx for the amazing poem, it means alot to me actually, really...
keep on writing, you got that talant...
you can crit my song called Euphoria n other bad poems, anyway, peace