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1.6k · Dec 2013
Clothes
Blq Dec 2013
Wash your pants, dry them too.
Silly noise in from the machine?
Only to find it tumbling.
Pluck it and back in your denim pocket.

An infinite abyss of fluctuation.
A cesspool of narcissistic hypocrisy.
A contradiction.

You LOVED the way that pair of size 2's used to fit.

I guess happiness is a jeans and T kind of gal...
And so I remain in this suit, uncomfortable.
But ****!
Don't I look sharp?
825 · Dec 2013
Private Normal
Blq Dec 2013
Mother was in denial,
Pretending that I wasn't going to grow up
In a normal world,
To be a normal man,
To meet normal people,
And to make normal friends.

To go to normal schools,
to not care about homework
...but that was always normal.
To have a normal attitude
"Things will always work".

To make a normal GPA.
To not know what to do.
To send himself away,
the way normal people do.

Off to some normal war,
to off some innocent men.
Off to watch some friends off themselves
because of some normal
God-awful feelings.

Then back to his normal home,
to tell his normal self
and all his normal friends
or whats left of them,
that everything's back to normal.

To live in a normal world of uncertainty
being told it's normal to lack clarity
for the rest of a normal life.
To live for a normal death,
then die fighting the normal fight.
739 · Dec 2013
Conscius Dramatica
Blq Dec 2013
Simplify what is.
Sell your house and belongings.
Become a gypsy.
667 · Dec 2013
Acculturation, Simply.
Blq Dec 2013
The bored and sick men
Who's big idea was to ****
More "birds" with less stones.
634 · Dec 2013
A Restless Winter
Blq Dec 2013
I find myself conveniently deep
When the weather is bad
Or when I cant sleep.
And so I count sheep.

So I sit there, in the cold,
In the very same chair
And I feel myself getting old.
Slow, I feel the growth of hair
With the same green cup of tea,
Self-obsessed, trying to find me.

So I give up and go to bed.

I sit up when I should be lying down.
Sitting there, lying to myself,
Prying out reasons why I'm still myself.
Denying, trying to convince myself
That I haven't given up
Pretending that I'm still the same man
That I once was, but no luck.

I do this until I fall restlessly asleep.
Wake up and turn on the t.v
and the Weatherman says:
"Cold, with a chance of sleet."
633 · Dec 2013
A Lively Haiku
Blq Dec 2013
Do not live. Flourish.
To flawlessly express love,
Is to master life.
462 · Dec 2013
Haggle
Blq Dec 2013
I slip my sore neck
Through the noose to get my feet  
Off of the cold ground
416 · Dec 2013
I'll be here all week.
Blq Dec 2013
The world is funny.
And the joke is on mankind.
Haha. Buh dum tsss!
397 · Mar 2014
Cold
Blq Mar 2014
Everything I've done
I've done alone
My memories are mine
And mine alone
392 · Dec 2013
Dirty Mirrors
Blq Dec 2013
Split myself in half
To take a good look at myself.
And the only thing I found
Was half of him missing
I asked him, he told me
The only thing he found
Was half of me missing
Sewed us back together
And got lost, so I
Split myself in half
To find A Good Look in myself

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