Submissions by Tallman89
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am a worthless existence who write for the sole purpose of making life feeling less pointless.
Well... What should we do?
It was doomed anyway,
all nuclear and what not
mutating me into some mess
of genetics that is oh so
absolutely bored with what
we have to offer,
all my pre-calculated charm
and your unpredictable
heart, throwing me off
when I take a guess
and realize I'm right
Now I'm just rolling dice
Behind shades worn at night
staring darkly into street lights
some hot shot gambler racking up
on what you have to offer
sweet acknowledgement and attention
Sometimes, that's all I wanted
and I saw it as a shade of currency green...
all nuclear and what not
mutating me into some mess
of genetics that is oh so
absolutely bored with what
we have to offer,
all my pre-calculated charm
and your unpredictable
heart, throwing me off
when I take a guess
and realize I'm right
Now I'm just rolling dice
Behind shades worn at night
staring darkly into street lights
some hot shot gambler racking up
on what you have to offer
sweet acknowledgement and attention
Sometimes, that's all I wanted
and I saw it as a shade of currency green...
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The Class Clown
(In Memory of Robin Williams)
Spent some time in the corner
with my dunce hat, contemplating
all my foolish behavior as of late
Face to face with my sadness
and everything else that
I supress, lying dormant
in this corner as a ball of lint
(but much heavier than that)
Staring with my blank eyes
glossed apathy to everything
which should make me feel high
and alive because I'm much too busy
asking why
(so fucking stubborn)
Been like this since Monday
I believe, lost track of time
because who really cares? A...
Spent some time in the corner
with my dunce hat, contemplating
all my foolish behavior as of late
Face to face with my sadness
and everything else that
I supress, lying dormant
in this corner as a ball of lint
(but much heavier than that)
Staring with my blank eyes
glossed apathy to everything
which should make me feel high
and alive because I'm much too busy
asking why
(so fucking stubborn)
Been like this since Monday
I believe, lost track of time
because who really cares? A...
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Spontaneous Combustion
I'm a romantic
and I said I could die for you
but that sentence was too heavy
because the caps were locked
and you are young
and sometimes I forget that I am too
and I also forget that I am drunk
listening to the sounds of wayy past midnight
those morning birds chirping for mates
as I am chirping for warm skin to hold
beneath these empty blankets
with my cigarette burning, the soft cherry glow
in the darkly room grows bright when I
exhale the addictive chemicals
and I puff at it because you're out there
and not in this room with me...
and I said I could die for you
but that sentence was too heavy
because the caps were locked
and you are young
and sometimes I forget that I am too
and I also forget that I am drunk
listening to the sounds of wayy past midnight
those morning birds chirping for mates
as I am chirping for warm skin to hold
beneath these empty blankets
with my cigarette burning, the soft cherry glow
in the darkly room grows bright when I
exhale the addictive chemicals
and I puff at it because you're out there
and not in this room with me...
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All That Jazz
There is poison in my food
but I eat it because I'm hungry
There is alcohol in my cup
and I drink it because I can't sleep
There is a heart break waiting for me
and I walk towards it because the shape
of the thighs curve perfectly
There is an ulcer in my stomach
because the day to day complicates everything
and bliss is only found upon gazing at the
ceiling
And there is also these grandiose day dreams
floating addictive like nicotine smoke
and I inhale it because my atmosphere
is too mundane to just not dream of...
but I eat it because I'm hungry
There is alcohol in my cup
and I drink it because I can't sleep
There is a heart break waiting for me
and I walk towards it because the shape
of the thighs curve perfectly
There is an ulcer in my stomach
because the day to day complicates everything
and bliss is only found upon gazing at the
ceiling
And there is also these grandiose day dreams
floating addictive like nicotine smoke
and I inhale it because my atmosphere
is too mundane to just not dream of...
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The Headless Man
Sometimes I feel like a headless man who's found his head
and won't make the same mistake again
But I still lose my grip and drop into some thorny bush, giving me
a headache and some scabs on my knuckles as I try to grab it
Telling myself to hold on to it tighter this time, I squeeze it until
I begin to feel uncomfortable, my eyes roll back
forgetting how to breathe (inhale from the nose, exhale from the mouth
right?) The grip is wayyy too tight as I spin dizzy with stars across
vision, letting go, dropping my fucking head again
A loud fleshy thud on the...
and won't make the same mistake again
But I still lose my grip and drop into some thorny bush, giving me
a headache and some scabs on my knuckles as I try to grab it
Telling myself to hold on to it tighter this time, I squeeze it until
I begin to feel uncomfortable, my eyes roll back
forgetting how to breathe (inhale from the nose, exhale from the mouth
right?) The grip is wayyy too tight as I spin dizzy with stars across
vision, letting go, dropping my fucking head again
A loud fleshy thud on the...
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Losing Sleep
I'm fucking tired of these dreams that I have
of you with your ass, dancing
sitting on my lap
leading me on
into something I know isn't mine
won't ever happen
because this just isn't how it is
you and I had a chance
but the fuse was put out
before the gun powder could ignite
into some heart shaped explosion
as remarkable as the fourth
of July, as remarkable
as united independence
but we are divided
and independent
with out each other
So why do I close my eyes
and only see my hands
across your figure
across...
of you with your ass, dancing
sitting on my lap
leading me on
into something I know isn't mine
won't ever happen
because this just isn't how it is
you and I had a chance
but the fuse was put out
before the gun powder could ignite
into some heart shaped explosion
as remarkable as the fourth
of July, as remarkable
as united independence
but we are divided
and independent
with out each other
So why do I close my eyes
and only see my hands
across your figure
across...
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Domestic Dispute
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We Suck
Yeah we suck
but so what
if we do?
There is more to this
than just
me and you
with all these strange
ideas that may
seem true
but really
it's all just blue
just a sky
a broadened horizon
across this bed
all messy
all lazy
and room for two
With this empty space
I lie next to
wondering why
you don't occupy
at least to just feel
warm and cozy
to be far
from these things which
often tends to confuse
to twist this fucking life
like it's some sort of knife
like it's some sort of fuse...
but so what
if we do?
There is more to this
than just
me and you
with all these strange
ideas that may
seem true
but really
it's all just blue
just a sky
a broadened horizon
across this bed
all messy
all lazy
and room for two
With this empty space
I lie next to
wondering why
you don't occupy
at least to just feel
warm and cozy
to be far
from these things which
often tends to confuse
to twist this fucking life
like it's some sort of knife
like it's some sort of fuse...
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July Bottle Rockets
Non stop awesome
crack
bottle rocket
like that
just kick ass
through the sky
no question
no doubt
just explode
and let the ashes
land where the will
This is ok
it's all alright
let the circle roll
and spin out of control
a promise to live on
through dark clouds
heavy and built up
just got to let go
In this sky
flying around
could get lost
wrong turn
is it up or down?
Where is this trust
I was supposed to feel
all zipped up
proper and etiquette
and so full of shit...
crack
bottle rocket
like that
just kick ass
through the sky
no question
no doubt
just explode
and let the ashes
land where the will
This is ok
it's all alright
let the circle roll
and spin out of control
a promise to live on
through dark clouds
heavy and built up
just got to let go
In this sky
flying around
could get lost
wrong turn
is it up or down?
Where is this trust
I was supposed to feel
all zipped up
proper and etiquette
and so full of shit...
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Self Destructive Therapy
In this moment
losing faith
burning seraph wings
and a choking voice
hard to breathe
painful lungs
blackened tar
fuck it
light another one
take a swig
let's get drunk
and party
in our misery
empty bottles
filled with ash
and cigarette butts
we'll sing with woe
about those girls
which meant so much
now their gone
like our faith
nothing but relatable jams
obnoxiously loud
and in your face
because we don't give a fuck
this is our lives
absurdly twisted
like a stabbing knife
and this is...
losing faith
burning seraph wings
and a choking voice
hard to breathe
painful lungs
blackened tar
fuck it
light another one
take a swig
let's get drunk
and party
in our misery
empty bottles
filled with ash
and cigarette butts
we'll sing with woe
about those girls
which meant so much
now their gone
like our faith
nothing but relatable jams
obnoxiously loud
and in your face
because we don't give a fuck
this is our lives
absurdly twisted
like a stabbing knife
and this is...
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Douche Bag (I Know)
As I go
under city lights
passing bars
inhaling nicotine
then adding it to the
ozone
cool like shades
at night, and tough
like boots stomping across
the world that they own
(annoying I know,
but I could care less)
Macho Man, a savage gift
from God or science
with big ball genetics
perfect for taking control
and running all of this
all these sagging pants
bad asses, all these hoes
with there booty clap
and all of this day to day
Jerry Springer nonsense
no time for all of that
broken heart drama
all...
under city lights
passing bars
inhaling nicotine
then adding it to the
ozone
cool like shades
at night, and tough
like boots stomping across
the world that they own
(annoying I know,
but I could care less)
Macho Man, a savage gift
from God or science
with big ball genetics
perfect for taking control
and running all of this
all these sagging pants
bad asses, all these hoes
with there booty clap
and all of this day to day
Jerry Springer nonsense
no time for all of that
broken heart drama
all...
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Me and My Foolish Ideas
Me and my foolish ideas
foolishly scripted for cinema
silver screen eyes reeling
displaying the perfect ending before credits
rewinding, replaying and smiling
with softly spoken dialogue
jerking a few tears
tugging at the heart
all butterfly on the sleeve
once again, and now
just on a couch
hitting rewind
watching this scene with Jim Carrey
and Kate Winslet all eternal and sunshine
with spotless minds late at night
when you are a sleep
with Channing Tatum in his car
because I don't have one
or maybe because of something...
foolishly scripted for cinema
silver screen eyes reeling
displaying the perfect ending before credits
rewinding, replaying and smiling
with softly spoken dialogue
jerking a few tears
tugging at the heart
all butterfly on the sleeve
once again, and now
just on a couch
hitting rewind
watching this scene with Jim Carrey
and Kate Winslet all eternal and sunshine
with spotless minds late at night
when you are a sleep
with Channing Tatum in his car
because I don't have one
or maybe because of something...
34 reads
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