Submissions by debug
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
26th Jun 2014 9:26pm
26th Jun 2014 9:26pm
no score
usually around bedtime
and before lift off to work
I get this sense
of being part of
an exhaustive game of tennis
I'm not sure how long I play
and I'm not sure what's the score
every sign is hidden...
there are not landmarks or a play field
everything's distorted into confusion
I don't know if we play singles,
couples or threesomes anymore
I'm unaware
...but I keep hitting the ball
trying to score a point
if I win, I loose
if I give up, I loose
if I loose, I loose
my play moves are void ...
and before lift off to work
I get this sense
of being part of
an exhaustive game of tennis
I'm not sure how long I play
and I'm not sure what's the score
every sign is hidden...
there are not landmarks or a play field
everything's distorted into confusion
I don't know if we play singles,
couples or threesomes anymore
I'm unaware
...but I keep hitting the ball
trying to score a point
if I win, I loose
if I give up, I loose
if I loose, I loose
my play moves are void ...
39 reads
0 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
14th May 2014 8:55pm
14th May 2014 8:55pm
Responsible Sex (erotic poem that might not give you a hard on)
306 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th May 2014 9:37pm
8th May 2014 9:37pm
R E A L I T Y
the truth is filthy, babe
disappointing
pure luck
dreams
boredom
mundane everyday necessities
hopes
don't you get it, babe?
it takes not to want
slowly
labor
sacrifices
patience, babe
tumors
tonight there are no miracles
don't think so, babe
everyone's subordinated
rules
boundaries
shit
obscenities
this - yes
that - no
we're circulating, babe
same circles
recycle bin, babe
there's no new world
new rules
catchy promises
only this
give me some mo', babe
reality lives...
disappointing
pure luck
dreams
boredom
mundane everyday necessities
hopes
don't you get it, babe?
it takes not to want
slowly
labor
sacrifices
patience, babe
tumors
tonight there are no miracles
don't think so, babe
everyone's subordinated
rules
boundaries
shit
obscenities
this - yes
that - no
we're circulating, babe
same circles
recycle bin, babe
there's no new world
new rules
catchy promises
only this
give me some mo', babe
reality lives...
71 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th May 2014 9:27pm
8th May 2014 9:27pm
Touch
I don't think you really
understand touch.
The way you pet is hesitant
as if you are too afraid
your hand will leave a wrinkle
or tear a thread.
Your touch lacks firmness.
It is in total disconnect
from what this living tissue
may long and may expect.
understand touch.
The way you pet is hesitant
as if you are too afraid
your hand will leave a wrinkle
or tear a thread.
Your touch lacks firmness.
It is in total disconnect
from what this living tissue
may long and may expect.
62 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th May 2014 11:47am
8th May 2014 11:47am
Stating the Obvious
Gone...
That infatuation, boost and elevation.
You're just a small breakwater.
Still, frozen, sedentary,
rooted in the sands,
and with its perseverance
so successfully distracting
the primal force of youth.
That infatuation, boost and elevation.
You're just a small breakwater.
Still, frozen, sedentary,
rooted in the sands,
and with its perseverance
so successfully distracting
the primal force of youth.
49 reads
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