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David Walker Jul 2013
I don't care
to cut my hair.
Realism is important
on Halloween.
I may be bald,
but ******,
I'll still be ****.
With my visor,
shades,
smoke holder,
Hawaiian shirt,
and khaki shorts.
Everything will be just
GONZO.
David Walker Jul 2013
I want to be depressing.
I want to be depressed.
If I did it wouldn't solve anything.
I couldn't give any less.

There are things in my possession
I can't get rid of no matter how I try.
I won't ever learn my lesson,
no matter how much I cry.

I think I could leave right now.
Go somewhere and not exist.
I will disappear without you knowing how.
I don't think there is more than this.

Stop following.
Stop caring.
Stop wallowing.
Stop staring.

I will bleed,
for years upon years.
I don't like what I breed,
tears and fears.

If love begets hate,
then this shall end mine.
One last kiss, one last date,
one more embrace, one more time.

I wish it would go away,
I wish it could end right here.
I just want you to stay,
I just want to make it a year.

Start searching.
Start moving.
Start living.
Start loving.

We can start over.
We can start again.

I can feel it again.

Warmth.
Warmth.
Warmth.
Warmth.
30 minutes. This is the longest amount of time I have ever put into a poem. This one took 45. I will say with no ego that this is the best poem I have ever written. Jackie...this is for you.
David Walker Jul 2013
*****,
with butts.
***** between thighs,
dark circles under eyes.
Fat ***** in their mouths,
****** and lubes in their house.
Under beds and in plastic sealed bags.
Don't do drugs and become crusty old hags.
I love *****. They are underrated. Never say no.
They live for ***, they live for **** to blow.
David Walker Jul 2013
Hard and can't stroke.
I wish you were here.
I would make you choke.
I am far and my moans you won't hear.

I want to ****.
****.
****.
****.

A gun shoots off,
a train enters a tunnel.
The volcano doesn't stop,
the fist begins to pummel.

I need to come.
Come.
Come.
Come.

I am drenched in sweat.
I am out of breath.
Please if you would let
me ******* to death.

Large
Stupid
*******.
David Walker Jul 2013
Boredom kills
cheap thrills.
Nothing to do,
no one to *****.
No drugs
No *****
No smokes
No fun
Think I will sit
for a bit.
Think as I scratch and twitch.
Neurotic fears
****** fantasies
Sociopathic comments
Psychopathic actions
I don't care anymore.
The fuse has been lit
and there is no water for miles.
Bang bang *******
bang bang boom.
Amongst the rubble a bitter poem
A poet in trouble that shouldn't have been left alone.
Burnt
Charred
Dead.
Smells like...
Agony
Fear
Dumbness
Numbness
Aggression
Depression
Hate.
­Hate.
Hate.
Hate.
David Walker Jul 2013
Do you like it here?
Are you as warm as you appear?
Living on a cloud
going softly not loud
into the abyss
molded by a fluid
of unintelligible life
in a glowing retina
of a super sentient being
in space.

I love your
clean glow
from which
the warmth
transcends
unto me.

Smack me so I can feel
Awake
Awake
Awake
Awake
David Walker Jul 2013
Blow a load.
I would like it loose.
I don't care when or why.
I just need it.
Seven hundred ten just ahead.
Smoking would be nice.
I want to wreck everything you have.
I am like a parasite.
I ****
I ****
I ****
I ****.
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