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Abortion
Becomes
Common
Design

Every
Fear
Generates
Hate

Impossible
Jobs
Keep
Lemmings
Near
Ominous
Precipices

Question
Realities
S­tating
Truths

Ultimately
Violence
Will
eXtract
Your
Zest
 Jul 2022 Akira Chinen
Slur pee
My cavernous heart will devour you whole,
Only for you to quickly decompose.
Hello? Hello.. Hell, where did you go?
Lost in the darkness that overflows.
Drowning in the depths of its thalassic hold;
Ebb and flow, this pain I know wanes only to grow.
I’m a slave, like the tide to the seraphic face of the moon.
Guided by life to find the perfect place for my tomb,
The cratered space I desire to bury myself into.

-SLuR
tonight I saw a report
based on the congressional hearings
about events on January 6, 2021

a clear case of a ruthless mob
encouraged by a ruthless ex- president

who watched without recalling his mob
until the failure of his sedition became obvious

I also watched the original live reports
of the event oo CNN, MSNBC, etc

no difference
 Jun 2022 Akira Chinen
Madeysin
Bled
 Jun 2022 Akira Chinen
Madeysin
You ever picture insanity?
Monstrosity
Barefoot wineglass catastrophe
God I just picture kicking a wineglass into someone’s face
I wonder what she’s doing today
In her life that I have no part of.
Does she ever wonder what I do all day
Or how often I may think of her.

Does she go about her day
An orphan by her careful choice,
Getting what she needs from friends
And free from my side’s family tree.

Does she meet the mothers of her friends
Comparing them to me
In the distorted image I hold in her mind
That paints me as some toxic monster.

She says I chose this husband over her -
I thought that I could have them both.
It seemed that way at the beginning
A little anger and then peace.

But then a shrink came on the scene
And everything unraveled.
Her every ill became big issues
And I was made the villain.

She said she’s getting married
I’ve never  met the  man
I know I’m not invited
And she has not told me when.

Her day of celebration
Will be my day of tears.
Another piece of heartbreak
To last me through the years.
ljm
Another paean to the same old heartbreak.
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