Submissions by case28 (Alexander Case)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm not the antichrist and I'm sure as fuck not the virgin Mary but somewhere between ulna and radius you'll feel every single word when I drive in the nails
LOVE POEM
Published
1st Sep 2014 00:37am
1st Sep 2014 00:37am
Blame It All On Hollywood
Marilyn, she made men love her with a sickness
a pretty little actress laying facedown by their side
pretending to be the victim
whilst they howled her name into the cameras.
Cry, cry for Monroe
and bleed tears of desire
before you dare utter your lines
like Brando, living his part to deliver the truth.
So scream, scream for bloody romance
christen the screenwriter
to write something tragic
and watch, watch it unfold...
a pretty little actress laying facedown by their side
pretending to be the victim
whilst they howled her name into the cameras.
Cry, cry for Monroe
and bleed tears of desire
before you dare utter your lines
like Brando, living his part to deliver the truth.
So scream, scream for bloody romance
christen the screenwriter
to write something tragic
and watch, watch it unfold...
78 reads
9 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Jul 2014 10:06am
28th Jul 2014 10:06am
The Dying Cockroaches
The filthy little fuckers woke me up
from my medicated Bundy rum coma
I could hear them in my nightmares
climbing up the fibro walls
shooting shit like throwing flames
thru an air of khaki haze
writing in brown meaningless
Chu Nom dribble
dripping from my ceiling
crawling 'round on claws
crossfire over my black and white
checkerboard lino floors
scavenging in the mess
piling up in the kitchen sink
shadow hunting
hiding in secret tunnels
like bullets
in...
from my medicated Bundy rum coma
I could hear them in my nightmares
climbing up the fibro walls
shooting shit like throwing flames
thru an air of khaki haze
writing in brown meaningless
Chu Nom dribble
dripping from my ceiling
crawling 'round on claws
crossfire over my black and white
checkerboard lino floors
scavenging in the mess
piling up in the kitchen sink
shadow hunting
hiding in secret tunnels
like bullets
in...
112 reads
13 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
14th Jul 2014 4:13am
14th Jul 2014 4:13am
Diamonds and Fists
You don't have to say a word,
I can tell by the twitch in your neck
and twisted lips
that you're going to love
hating me.
Staring at your blurred figure
framed in the bathroom doorway,
your overbearing gaze
casting me
into the Black Hole of Calcutta.
Clenched fists
holding your head between the bars
singing me another bloody lullaby.
I feel your anger
screaming down
my cheekbones like razorblades
with furious splendour of an old flame,
licking
my diamond...
I can tell by the twitch in your neck
and twisted lips
that you're going to love
hating me.
Staring at your blurred figure
framed in the bathroom doorway,
your overbearing gaze
casting me
into the Black Hole of Calcutta.
Clenched fists
holding your head between the bars
singing me another bloody lullaby.
I feel your anger
screaming down
my cheekbones like razorblades
with furious splendour of an old flame,
licking
my diamond...
157 reads
14 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
5th Jul 2014 7:43am
5th Jul 2014 7:43am
The Drowning Of Four Sons
The breakwall is death, reaching
Out into the merciless seas, trembling
Incarnation of creation, withstanding
Battering waves shifting the ocean bed.
Memorial stones evoke peril, reinforcing
Mindless power of the elements, echoing
Silence of supple flesh and brittle bones.
Your father led us through salty mist
To the dead end at the threshold of the storm,
Pointing to the waves, he calmly spoke of the rip
Dragging the surfer to the anvil of the sea.
As I am the ocean, a rock you must be. ...
Out into the merciless seas, trembling
Incarnation of creation, withstanding
Battering waves shifting the ocean bed.
Memorial stones evoke peril, reinforcing
Mindless power of the elements, echoing
Silence of supple flesh and brittle bones.
Your father led us through salty mist
To the dead end at the threshold of the storm,
Pointing to the waves, he calmly spoke of the rip
Dragging the surfer to the anvil of the sea.
As I am the ocean, a rock you must be. ...
132 reads
9 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
27th Apr 2014 3:51pm
27th Apr 2014 3:51pm
A Clockwork Orange - The Final Chapter: Antidote for the Masses
212 reads
12 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
23rd Apr 2014 4:13pm
23rd Apr 2014 4:13pm
[anna]hilate my f**ked up f**king world [sideways]
185 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Apr 2014 00:06am
21st Apr 2014 00:06am
The Connection
I want to turn on the faucet
with certainty I’ve payed my dues
that feelings are watertight, rattling
water hammer pulse to my heart
like a home with bad plumbing.
Constant thoughts that flow
like quicksilver streams
from inseparable minds
overflowing the bathtub
when she slides in
we align.
This poem was written for the "what do you want?" comp.
with certainty I’ve payed my dues
that feelings are watertight, rattling
water hammer pulse to my heart
like a home with bad plumbing.
Constant thoughts that flow
like quicksilver streams
from inseparable minds
overflowing the bathtub
when she slides in
we align.
This poem was written for the "what do you want?" comp.
171 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
13th Apr 2014 11:05pm
13th Apr 2014 11:05pm
The Logs of Maruta [Unit 731]
146 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2014 5:21am
22nd Mar 2014 5:21am
Destined Tragedy
Tearing my beaten flesh
from cyclopean walls
scattering pebbles
onto forbidden shores
stunning
caressing
asylum crumbles
undulant visions
of heaven and oceans
bowing to my radiant
goddess of the Aegean
drifting
absolving
vessel into the sea
worlds cease to exist
veiled in whispery mist
reveling in rambles
of your playful song
craving
hungering
your alluring ways
my kingdom falls
to nestle thy womb ...
from cyclopean walls
scattering pebbles
onto forbidden shores
stunning
caressing
asylum crumbles
undulant visions
of heaven and oceans
bowing to my radiant
goddess of the Aegean
drifting
absolving
vessel into the sea
worlds cease to exist
veiled in whispery mist
reveling in rambles
of your playful song
craving
hungering
your alluring ways
my kingdom falls
to nestle thy womb ...
151 reads
20 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2014 3:40pm
22nd Feb 2014 3:40pm
me vals solos
Uno, do-tres, uno, do-tres, i vals mi último vals
wrists rosebush bound, following my filly’s lead
cut teeth buried deep in her black bahia mane
twisted necks locked in our last dance, choking
on dust storms of the posse comitatus pirouette
uno, dos-tres… I waltz across her borders
rocking horse, harass of hooves rumbles
memories of the sheriff’s flamenco-frisky wife
spinning perpetual lassoes down southern halls
mistress of murder with bullet graze on her lips
uno, dos-tres… waltz me soft and slow
crawling across the creak of...
wrists rosebush bound, following my filly’s lead
cut teeth buried deep in her black bahia mane
twisted necks locked in our last dance, choking
on dust storms of the posse comitatus pirouette
uno, dos-tres… I waltz across her borders
rocking horse, harass of hooves rumbles
memories of the sheriff’s flamenco-frisky wife
spinning perpetual lassoes down southern halls
mistress of murder with bullet graze on her lips
uno, dos-tres… waltz me soft and slow
crawling across the creak of...
146 reads
18 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Feb 2014 10:23pm
9th Feb 2014 10:23pm
winter swells
The horizon bares its teeth
rip sawn by winter swells
reflections of burly point breaks
beckon the brave in howling winds
where monsters merge upon the coast
when I see the majesty of mayhem
my guts churn in rocky rips
it's adrenaline, it's fear
I know the feeling very well
and despite my fear, I'll paddle out
over mountains until the waves are rolling hills
pulsating perpetual heart beats of the sea
my pile of bones tremble out the back
beyond the breakers, far enough
where my brothers...
rip sawn by winter swells
reflections of burly point breaks
beckon the brave in howling winds
where monsters merge upon the coast
when I see the majesty of mayhem
my guts churn in rocky rips
it's adrenaline, it's fear
I know the feeling very well
and despite my fear, I'll paddle out
over mountains until the waves are rolling hills
pulsating perpetual heart beats of the sea
my pile of bones tremble out the back
beyond the breakers, far enough
where my brothers...
176 reads
10 Comments
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