Submissions by Gonzo69 (AnthonyHendrix)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
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From Tar to the Stars
I walk down a
Path of tar,
Struggling to
Move my feet.
I know of the
Music and lights
Waiting at the
End.
But can I
Make it to them
Before its too
Late?
I’m sinking and
Beginning to get
Stuck, but still I
Try.
One foot in
Front of the
Other, always
Relentless in my
Pursuit.
Can I make...
Path of tar,
Struggling to
Move my feet.
I know of the
Music and lights
Waiting at the
End.
But can I
Make it to them
Before its too
Late?
I’m sinking and
Beginning to get
Stuck, but still I
Try.
One foot in
Front of the
Other, always
Relentless in my
Pursuit.
Can I make...
111 reads
16 Comments
No One Knew
Six months went by and
Nobody knew she was dead.
Her family perished in a car
Accident the year before and
She’d always been a loner.
After the accident, she got a
Loft and paid six months
Rent in advance.
Three months in, she put a
Gun to her head and decided
Life wasn't worth living--
Not one friend or family
Member around to pull her...
Nobody knew she was dead.
Her family perished in a car
Accident the year before and
She’d always been a loner.
After the accident, she got a
Loft and paid six months
Rent in advance.
Three months in, she put a
Gun to her head and decided
Life wasn't worth living--
Not one friend or family
Member around to pull her...
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12 Comments
Dancing Alone In The Night
Sometimes, I like to
Dance alone in the
Night.
I get stoned and
Listen to the Stones--
Do a line and fly
Up into the night
Sky.
Alone, oh, all alone,
Just me and my
Imagination.
Twist and groove,
Careless to the
Looming doom
Waiting for me at
Sunrise.
I dim the lights and
Spark a cig--close my
Eyes and begin to
Transcend
My walls become
Nonexistent and I find
Myself among the ...
Dance alone in the
Night.
I get stoned and
Listen to the Stones--
Do a line and fly
Up into the night
Sky.
Alone, oh, all alone,
Just me and my
Imagination.
Twist and groove,
Careless to the
Looming doom
Waiting for me at
Sunrise.
I dim the lights and
Spark a cig--close my
Eyes and begin to
Transcend
My walls become
Nonexistent and I find
Myself among the ...
63 reads
7 Comments
That Black Cat
Walking out after paying for my gas,
I could hear the sounds of meows.
I knew a cat was around, so I looked.
It was a cold night, very cold, and
I found the black cat begging to get
Into the gas station to warm up.
It had somehow lost it’s
Tail and had a couple scars.
I figured it had been abused.
I called for it and slowly, it came to me.
It’s fur was freezing and I could feel it shiver.
I sat there petting it and trying to warm it up
For nearly an hour before I recognized that
I’d only...
I could hear the sounds of meows.
I knew a cat was around, so I looked.
It was a cold night, very cold, and
I found the black cat begging to get
Into the gas station to warm up.
It had somehow lost it’s
Tail and had a couple scars.
I figured it had been abused.
I called for it and slowly, it came to me.
It’s fur was freezing and I could feel it shiver.
I sat there petting it and trying to warm it up
For nearly an hour before I recognized that
I’d only...
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4 Comments
When The Party Ends
The party is over.
I knew all along it would
End. It had to sometime.
Now, here I am, watching the
Sunrise, smoking a joint, and
Drinking the last of the liquor.
My wallet is empty and the
Girls are gone, but still the music
Plays, reminding me that there are
Many more celebrations to be had.
This won’t be my last hurrah.
There will always be another party,
Another girl, and another great time.
I knew all along it would
End. It had to sometime.
Now, here I am, watching the
Sunrise, smoking a joint, and
Drinking the last of the liquor.
My wallet is empty and the
Girls are gone, but still the music
Plays, reminding me that there are
Many more celebrations to be had.
This won’t be my last hurrah.
There will always be another party,
Another girl, and another great time.
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4 Comments
Peeping Tom
He creeps and crawls
Behind the blinds of
Your windows, waiting,
Stalking, and breathing as
You undress before his eyes.
His impulses get the best of
Him and soon your skin is his
Desire. Every Night he watches
You as you sit in front of the screen,
Pondering, masturbating, and
Questioning. He wonders weather
You could be his. Are you weak?
Will you succumb to his manipulation?
Is your soul easy enough to take?
Months go on and the shadow remains.
Are the cops worth calling? Will they
Help? Or will they just piss...
Behind the blinds of
Your windows, waiting,
Stalking, and breathing as
You undress before his eyes.
His impulses get the best of
Him and soon your skin is his
Desire. Every Night he watches
You as you sit in front of the screen,
Pondering, masturbating, and
Questioning. He wonders weather
You could be his. Are you weak?
Will you succumb to his manipulation?
Is your soul easy enough to take?
Months go on and the shadow remains.
Are the cops worth calling? Will they
Help? Or will they just piss...
75 reads
11 Comments
Strippers In Houston
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239 reads
13 Comments
Beauty
I know nothing of love,
Beauty, though, I know.
I see beauty in the night,
I see beauty in the lonely,
I see beauty in the broken,
I see beauty in the dead.
I like to see beauty wasted,
Hold on to it with all the power I
Got and experience it before it fades.
Beauty is a drug, a stripper, a skyline at
Night, or even old Poe dying all alone.
Beauty is a wish for something better.
Beauty is a gift we don't notice until after.
Beauty, though, I know.
I see beauty in the night,
I see beauty in the lonely,
I see beauty in the broken,
I see beauty in the dead.
I like to see beauty wasted,
Hold on to it with all the power I
Got and experience it before it fades.
Beauty is a drug, a stripper, a skyline at
Night, or even old Poe dying all alone.
Beauty is a wish for something better.
Beauty is a gift we don't notice until after.
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12 Comments
The Morning
The sun rises and things feel alright.
Last nights comedown gone and
Today's first high in progress.
Fresh from a dreamless sleep,
Fresh from a touch of nothing.
Music just sounds better in the morning.
Something about the sun rising makes
Me think I can take on the world, the universe.
I wish I could always feel that way. But the day is long.
You could live your life in a day if you wanted to.
I just hope I die in the morning, maybe as the sun rises.
I’d really like to feel that sense of hope right as I go.
The morning...
Last nights comedown gone and
Today's first high in progress.
Fresh from a dreamless sleep,
Fresh from a touch of nothing.
Music just sounds better in the morning.
Something about the sun rising makes
Me think I can take on the world, the universe.
I wish I could always feel that way. But the day is long.
You could live your life in a day if you wanted to.
I just hope I die in the morning, maybe as the sun rises.
I’d really like to feel that sense of hope right as I go.
The morning...
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6 Comments
One Of Those Nights
All I can hear is the muffled sound of
Loud music pulsating through the
Walls of God knows who’s apartment.
My heart is beating much too fast and
I wonder if this empty scene will be my last.
I lay in what I was told was a safe place--
Wondering if this combo of uppers and downers I've
Mixed will lead to the end. I've felt the edge of life and
Death many times before but I can’t seem to stop.
I can feel the impending doom of an overdose
Looming directly in front of me, tempting me.
All that in mind, a fake smile beats no smile...
Loud music pulsating through the
Walls of God knows who’s apartment.
My heart is beating much too fast and
I wonder if this empty scene will be my last.
I lay in what I was told was a safe place--
Wondering if this combo of uppers and downers I've
Mixed will lead to the end. I've felt the edge of life and
Death many times before but I can’t seem to stop.
I can feel the impending doom of an overdose
Looming directly in front of me, tempting me.
All that in mind, a fake smile beats no smile...
118 reads
2 Comments
Five For The Ice Cream Man
I saw this little boy waiting at the
Corner of the street saying aloud,
“My mom told me he would be here,
She gave me five for the ice cream man."
It was 8:30 at night. It’s known on my
Street that his parents smoke crack.
“What are you looking at?” he asked.
I told him the ice cream man wasn't
Coming. “He is, I know he is” he said.
I just looked away knowing it was too late.
After a deep breath and last drag off my cig,
I headed back into my house depressed.
That damn kid doesn't even know it yet.
The fucking ice...
Corner of the street saying aloud,
“My mom told me he would be here,
She gave me five for the ice cream man."
It was 8:30 at night. It’s known on my
Street that his parents smoke crack.
“What are you looking at?” he asked.
I told him the ice cream man wasn't
Coming. “He is, I know he is” he said.
I just looked away knowing it was too late.
After a deep breath and last drag off my cig,
I headed back into my house depressed.
That damn kid doesn't even know it yet.
The fucking ice...
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10 Comments
A Life Like This
Six inch lines with Dad--
Good conversations had.
We get closer to death while
Getting closer to each other.
The world may see this as
Abuse but we call it bonding.
This is the life I’ve learned to live--
Fights, drugs, sex, pleasure, and
Adrenaline. I learned the legs of wine
When I was twelve and how to seduce a
Stripper before eighteen. My soul turned
Black and I can't change that. All I can
Do is live the only way I know how to--
Hard, fast, trippy, dark, epic, and romantic.
I tiptoe on the edge of life and death and...
Good conversations had.
We get closer to death while
Getting closer to each other.
The world may see this as
Abuse but we call it bonding.
This is the life I’ve learned to live--
Fights, drugs, sex, pleasure, and
Adrenaline. I learned the legs of wine
When I was twelve and how to seduce a
Stripper before eighteen. My soul turned
Black and I can't change that. All I can
Do is live the only way I know how to--
Hard, fast, trippy, dark, epic, and romantic.
I tiptoe on the edge of life and death and...
71 reads
4 Comments
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