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"Bleak"

Poison desires all circle me
While worry lulls me back to sleep
Reaching above the cellophane skyline
Once again, my hand gets swatted down
While the wind weaves in and out,
Of my ever-deafened ears

I hate to be the optimist, but,
You're hopeless
From my therapeutic mentoring,
You're ignorant

Etched shades of gray collide,
Twining and twisting a tornado
Of emotional backlash
Two sides of the spectrum,
Ignored and ever-ridden
From this rational schism

I hate to be the optimist, but,
You're ignorant
From my therapeutic mentoring,
You're hopeless

From above the transparent azure I see you,
Grasping dread locked roses and shot down orchids
Dismayed from my so-called neglect, you cringe
Mangled and torn from the fine-edged thorns
If only this schism did not stand here,
I would whisper to you, "I warned you my dear"


Diaries of a Boat-Shaped Alchohol

Firework Snakes split the sky in three, and
[Their tails cut through the center of a moonlit something]
Laps up the bending trees:
Hungrily waltzing with wind, streaking blind,

A tail cuts through the center of the moonlit something, and
A third of the sky bursts aflame with fingers tracing constellations,
Hungrily waltzing with wind, streaking blind,
Setting Sun Bear’s noses and smoldering Athena faces;

A third of the sky bursts aflame with fingers tracing constellations, and
A third, whips of dry rain, whips of dry rain,
Licking Sun Bear’s noses and smoldering Athena faces,
Striking down as if to sever the pulsing sky and earth, simultaneous… something,

A third, whips of dry rain, whips of dry rain, and
The last, of starless red umbrellas, hovering, blanketing, filling lakes, maybe,
Striking down as if to sever the parting sky and earth, simultaneous something,
The twinkle of day tearing in their wake;

The last, of starless red umbrellas, hovering, blanketing, filling lakes, and
A shooting star laps up the bending trees,
The twinkle of day tearing in it’s wake,
Firework Snakes splits the sky in three… And… And…
I think I see something drip from the corner of your mascara-clogged [sk]eye.

I am the serpent ringmaster, perched on high,
Throwing snakes of light and
Beauty
To make you and your girlfriend cry.



Boni Pastoris Est Tondere Pecus Non Deglubere

Juniper leaves bobbing
upon stormy waters.
Past the participle where dreams are made;
past the monks whose cry of “flagellum dei”
ring true with the minds of the rotting.
The cardboard tree dangles over
with menacing limbs scraping the white-water
and ripples form and cease and form and cease.
Your opera posthuma line the banks
with pages dirtied and torn.
“Cave!” shouted your doctor
to the man in the white coat.
And to his accusations, you merely replied,
“calix meus inebrians, said the cadavera vero innumera.”



Spelling your name means so much more than what you could think


As Useless Diplomacy Reigns Endlessly, Your
Approval Unanimously Detonates (our) Rusty Everlasting Youth.
Acting Utterly Determined (but) Remembering Effigies (of) Yesterday,
(my) Apocalyptic Undertones (are) Deceitfully Revealing Embers (of) You ;

Naked and alone, In a field of corn,
Claiming you’ve just been captured by
Extra-terrestrials.
But scientist said that, maybe,
You might be the one that’s not exactly...human.
You are celestial.
But somehow your spaceship crashed and crushed somebody’s heart.
Prepare the burial.
Attend the funerals.
My apocalyptical thoughts said that you were the one.
But celibacy rains when lovers try too hard.

You discard things that you judge unnecessary
But I like it when details hold a meaning
So please don't act like you know your enemy
Don’t act like you’ve written our whole story
A wish for eternity and A Rose For Emily
I won’t let you sleep with me.
Ever again.
You are just as dead as could be when you wake up in a butchery
So baby keep your eyes shut.
Keep your eyes shut
Keep them shut until June hits 23.
#3
I Agree. First had great diction and wordchoice (as we've come to expect from the author ) and the second I felt was nice and original. First oragne just wasn't my style, and the last one was interesting but didn't hit me as hard as the first two.