CE - Hello Poetry

Nov 2017

Ron Gavalik

Sitting in the diner at 4:00 AM,
it's just me and the waitress,
and the trucker in the back booth
slowly sipping his coffee.
The waitress says she can't wait
until dawn so she can leave.
I don't have the heart to tell her
the trucker and I are desperately hanging on
to the last glimpses of moonlight.

Across the street, spray-painted words
are scrawled across a concrete wall
that read, ‘Live for today
because there is no tomorrow.’
Prophetic truths
that do not lead to tangible improvements
often lose their meaning, their power.
Communities lost and without direction
begin to decay.

CE Nov 2017

skins moment

we nicked some puff from my brother
we were ******* our faces with ***** some randy gave us
sat in the subway tunnel at 10pm watching the cars go by
laughing about the thought of jumping off together
walking the hour walk to my house where we could crash out

and you said it was just like your favourite show

CE Nov 2017

sesh robin

We sat down by the river polluted by discarded cans of *****-
cheap cider that you get for £2.45 when you're lucky enough to find an adult to buy it for you

It smelled like **** and
it made made my sober heart ache

luckily someone came to meet us and brought
mary, mandy, jack, our best friends!

we sold our bodies for their company

it was so ******* worth it

being exploited only takes a second but this life that we've chosen will go on forever,

and **** me if we do it all sober

tw for drug use and brief mention of *** work.

#drugs #youth #wasted

CE Nov 2017

short circuit

There is something wrong with my programming.
It's the the way I was manufactured.
Wires are crossed and some are missing entirely.

I'll probably short circuit again. Life will leave my eyes as they roll back into my skull and I'll fall down and I'll look dead. If I'm lucky my head will bang into the table and I'll fall on the floor and bruise myself everywhere.
It'll prove I'm still alive.

It's not pleasant, but it's a human thing to do.
Computers don't have seizures.

Old poem that I spruced up a bit. About my experience with dissociative seizures.

#seizure #disability #epilepsy #dissociation #robot #computer

CE Nov 2017

fayfless

"do you trust me?"

...

well, for what its worth
I want to

#no #trust #faith

CE Nov 2017

hey boys

I love repressed boys, depressed boys, not very well dressed boys

tall boys, cool boys, acting like a fool boys

raised christian gone atheistic, nihilistic boys

boys that hate themselves more than I could ever love them,
with a sense of grandeur that would rival narssius himself boys

cold eyed boys that keep knives under their sleeves and I can see the cuts on their fingertips boys

"I could slit your throat right now without a second thought," boys

"I don't love anyone but I love you," boys

I love getting on my knees for that sort of boy

because I'm colder than any of you boys

and I can make you scream in pain and wish that god was listening, boy

big talking boys with an even bigger ego and a whole lot of swagger

I'll make you close that big mouth, boy

#badboy #abuse #ego #manipulation