Change-a-diaper - Hello Poetry

"Whats wrong?" "Nothing." Total lie. Everything about this was wrong. "Crumbled crackers on a ***** tip." There. That should do it.

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Nov 7, 2016

Nov 7, 2016 at 12:13 PM UTC

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Thinking for the wrong reasons

"Whats wrong?" "Nothing." Total lie. Everything about this was wrong. "Crumbled crackers on a ***** tip." There. That should do it.

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Is there another out there who understands these lacerations ? Someone who has felt the deep hollowing out Of a heart and whatever courage is made out of Is there someone who knows this pain? I feel guilty for things I could never have controlled A Father turned against himself A Father who felt enough pain for one lifetime And now I sit alone Isolating myself as to spare any pain or ache That a heart and body might produce Do I protect myself from the world outside Or am I protecting the world from the riptide of emotion I am anxiety I am the other half too My life is a prayer to anyone who feels these feelings You are not alone

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Nov 6, 2016

Nov 6, 2016 at 11:43 AM UTC

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Is was and will be

Is there another out there who understands these lacerations ? Someone who has felt the deep hollowing out Of a heart and whatever courage is made out of Is there someone who knows this pain? I feel guilty for things I could never have controlled A Father turned against himself A Father who felt enough pain for one lifetime And now I sit alone Isolating myself as to spare any pain or ache That a heart and body might produce Do I protect myself from the world outside Or am I protecting the world from the riptide of emotion I am anxiety I am the other half too My life is a prayer to anyone who feels these feelings You are not alone

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This is the world in 2215 People have changed The world doesn't smell the same Cardboard kingdoms and pillow forts have been conquered Plastic comfort now reigns Synthetic in my veins Pixels have replaced daydreams and non-fiction isn't a genre anymore Its all pretend now Bee's can't find their way home And children forgot how to laugh Although they still get the giggles when they are in church Knees bent 90 degrees against polished wood The wind never kisses anyones cheeks anymore Now your lucky to get a "Heywhudup." The future is now and its cold All of my loved ones cry in corners When they think they are alone And to top it all off Still no jetpacks

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Nov 4, 2016

Nov 4, 2016 at 12:07 PM UTC

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Send a dam letter

This is the world in 2215 People have changed The world doesn't smell the same Cardboard kingdoms and pillow forts have been conquered Plastic comfort now reigns Synthetic in my veins Pixels have replaced daydreams and non-fiction isn't a genre anymore Its all pretend now Bee's can't find their way home And children forgot how to laugh Although they still get the giggles when they are in church Knees bent 90 degrees against polished wood The wind never kisses anyones cheeks anymore Now your lucky to get a "Heywhudup." The future is now and its cold All of my loved ones cry in corners When they think they are alone And to top it all off Still no jetpacks

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I thought you looked armadillo-adventurous You smelled like you had waffle-ironed a dog **** on your walk Across the park I was sitting there pretending I didn't smell the stink You asked me how I was I hiccuped and said great You pulled out 2 peanut butter eggs I looked at you, forgetting to be distant and indifferent Slack-jawed and wide eyed I said you were beautiful You said that serial killers were on the loose and that we should go Eggs in hand And lumps in throat You let me walk you home

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Nov 4, 2016

Nov 4, 2016 at 11:32 AM UTC

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Easter is for serial killers and eggs

I thought you looked armadillo-adventurous You smelled like you had waffle-ironed a dog **** on your walk Across the park I was sitting there pretending I didn't smell the stink You asked me how I was I hiccuped and said great You pulled out 2 peanut butter eggs I looked at you, forgetting to be distant and indifferent Slack-jawed and wide eyed I said you were beautiful You said that serial killers were on the loose and that we should go Eggs in hand And lumps in throat You let me walk you home

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Give the people what they want Grant the wishes of the unknown Be the hero around strangers Make them think that you are worthy of television Persuade them that you are great Because they will never know What kind of monster you turn into at night When your own self depreciating self takes over And you guzzle gallons of fire Turning yourself into the opposite of what you wanted to be Be amazing around those who you don't know And drown out the ******* that is trying to infect Everything that you want Give into the fact that people don't change They just make themselves suffer Burn your own *** down And rebuild that self into something worthy of your own time

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Nov 2, 2016

Nov 2, 2016 at 12:12 PM UTC

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Goose Throttle

Give the people what they want Grant the wishes of the unknown Be the hero around strangers Make them think that you are worthy of television Persuade them that you are great Because they will never know What kind of monster you turn into at night When your own self depreciating self takes over And you guzzle gallons of fire Turning yourself into the opposite of what you wanted to be Be amazing around those who you don't know And drown out the ******* that is trying to infect Everything that you want Give into the fact that people don't change They just make themselves suffer Burn your own *** down And rebuild that self into something worthy of your own time

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Po boy on the sidewalk You got smushed First I dropped you and then stepped on you A terrible accident You never got the chance To be treated like the sandwich you grew up to be And devoured Like a glass of iced tea after a lifetime in prison Hopefully a dog will find you Best dam day of that dogs life

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Oct 23, 2016

Oct 23, 2016 at 10:21 PM UTC

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Best dam day of that dogs life.

Po boy on the sidewalk You got smushed First I dropped you and then stepped on you A terrible accident You never got the chance To be treated like the sandwich you grew up to be And devoured Like a glass of iced tea after a lifetime in prison Hopefully a dog will find you Best dam day of that dogs life

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Your laughter is everywhere The napkin sticks to my hand as I pull away I reach for my glass of water that is weeping and take a sip Lemon seeds You say that you're stuffed and half drunk so we leave The air is cold on my razor-burnt cheeks First date of the new year After 2 hours and wine my heartbeat has returned to normal I ask about fears You, about regrets We walk along the bridge and then it dawns on me A neon sun burning behind my eyes That I have never felt like this I watch and worship the way that you do everything different Than the way we are supposed to I look at you "Who the **** raised you?" You smile Reaching with your right hand into your bag you say "Life and laughter are a given, but neon is the nicest way." You pull out a CD that got you through Kansas and give it to me I walk you to your car It almost doesn't start due to the cold I wish it hadn't You drive away into the cold, city air I get in my car and continue to drive Searching for something other than love Lighting the darkness with neon in the nicest way.

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Oct 21, 2016

Oct 21, 2016 at 7:22 PM UTC

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Neon in the nicest way

Your laughter is everywhere The napkin sticks to my hand as I pull away I reach for my glass of water that is weeping and take a sip Lemon seeds You say that you're stuffed and half drunk so we leave The air is cold on my razor-burnt cheeks First date of the new year After 2 hours and wine my heartbeat has returned to normal I ask about fears You, about regrets We walk along the bridge and then it dawns on me A neon sun burning behind my eyes That I have never felt like this I watch and worship the way that you do everything different Than the way we are supposed to I look at you "Who the **** raised you?" You smile Reaching with your right hand into your bag you say "Life and laughter are a given, but neon is the nicest way." You pull out a CD that got you through Kansas and give it to me I walk you to your car It almost doesn't start due to the cold I wish it hadn't You drive away into the cold, city air I get in my car and continue to drive Searching for something other than love Lighting the darkness with neon in the nicest way.

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All I can remember is the look that you didn't have in your eyes that day. The cold sea breeze whistled in and out of our slack-jawed mouths and lungs as we both stood and stared. Deep into the reflection of ourselves. You, a reflection of me and everything I now find robbed. Me, the minutes, months, and years. What were you thinking? What cogs turned while you watched and waited in the chilled grey. The wooden planks beneath our feet creaked and wept and seagulls cried into the absent minded surf. Sending out shrill stabs across the waves that passed underneath our feet. While I looked at you And you stared back at me. Grizzly is the wound of my reflection. That beauty could turn into these rite angles and chalked corners. I took a breath and your eyes met mine as you waited to hear what words were to be converted. I could have said anything. But that day I chose the truth for the first time in years. And you stared at me. I looked at you. And all I could see was the stranger of my reflection. I left the pier that day with a cold wind in my heart. I was alone and shelled. But I was human again. Seagulls and sea-breeze My witness.

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Oct 21, 2016

Oct 21, 2016 at 2:47 AM UTC

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****** Mary on the Docks.

All I can remember is the look that you didn't have in your eyes that day. The cold sea breeze whistled in and out of our slack-jawed mouths and lungs as we both stood and stared. Deep into the reflection of ourselves. You, a reflection of me and everything I now find robbed. Me, the minutes, months, and years. What were you thinking? What cogs turned while you watched and waited in the chilled grey. The wooden planks beneath our feet creaked and wept and seagulls cried into the absent minded surf. Sending out shrill stabs across the waves that passed underneath our feet. While I looked at you And you stared back at me. Grizzly is the wound of my reflection. That beauty could turn into these rite angles and chalked corners. I took a breath and your eyes met mine as you waited to hear what words were to be converted. I could have said anything. But that day I chose the truth for the first time in years. And you stared at me. I looked at you. And all I could see was the stranger of my reflection. I left the pier that day with a cold wind in my heart. I was alone and shelled. But I was human again. Seagulls and sea-breeze My witness.

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The outsider of I am Lays inside my ribs and trembles around terror Lashing out with interpretation Symbols and casts of memory Dances for you Makes your eyes grow bigger Looking deeper And deeper Into the falsified feelings of fracture That entertain you so The disconnected stranger I am The unmapped dismay of futuristic undesired I am Relapsing into chasms pinned up by pillars of anything Other than what I had Or wanted From you

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Sep 14, 2016

Sep 14, 2016 at 12:21 PM UTC

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Selfless Or the Desire to Be

The outsider of I am Lays inside my ribs and trembles around terror Lashing out with interpretation Symbols and casts of memory Dances for you Makes your eyes grow bigger Looking deeper And deeper Into the falsified feelings of fracture That entertain you so The disconnected stranger I am The unmapped dismay of futuristic undesired I am Relapsing into chasms pinned up by pillars of anything Other than what I had Or wanted From you

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Sweetheart, I'm afraid to say the you have gone salty. Where elegance once stood proud Pillars of law and metal now tower. Where sunshine once danced Dust and routine now bark and sneer. The tears of kangaroos fill trenches and hearts alike. But don't worry. I'm still here. Like the prisms on the other side I'm bound to bend And break For you.

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Feb 18, 2016

Feb 18, 2016 at 3:26 PM UTC

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Kangaroo Teeth

Sweetheart, I'm afraid to say the you have gone salty. Where elegance once stood proud Pillars of law and metal now tower. Where sunshine once danced Dust and routine now bark and sneer. The tears of kangaroos fill trenches and hearts alike. But don't worry. I'm still here. Like the prisms on the other side I'm bound to bend And break For you.

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