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Eli Marone Mar 2020
What if I told you there was another world out there, completely different from our own where anything was possible?
Something so incredibly incomprehensible you wouldn’t be able to begin to describe it in your wildest dreams.
This place, this kingdom is...it’s incredible.
This place doesn’t have humans.
It doesn’t have anything we know of as a matter of fact,
otherwise we’d be led to believe that we can imagine it.
We can’t.
I can’t.
I didn’t imagine it,
dream it,
think it up.
I lived it.
I can not explain to you what it was because there is no form of communication that I could use to transfer the idea,
no pictures or words or references.
Nothing could even begin to paint the picture of what it was.
It wasn’t a picture.
It wasn’t an
Earth-like planet,
it wasn’t a planet at all
because,
if you didn’t catch on,
we know what a planet is and that would be something we can describe.
I can’t tell you anything about it because again, it wasn’t a place really,
or idea, or experience, or even something that doesn't make any sense at all.
Completely.
Incomprehensible.
All I can tell you that might be true is that you have to be to understand. Not be there,
there is no there, or here or elsewhere.
No backwards, upside down or inside out.
Left, right,
North, South,
around or through.
There is no being or seeing or living.
In this place
There just is.
Eli Marone Jan 2020
Oh woe is me
Doth hadn't passeth thine recitement of what hath been assigned
Thou proves a snag in thine's plans and shall prove to be most inconvenient to a later date
Ah,
Perhaps twas for the best
Alas,
Objets of a peculiar matter often do occur
This is a joke poem about the test that I failed like 20 minutes ago but written in Old English because why not
Eli Marone Jan 2020
A chaotic villain waiting to be recognized
A disappointed girl, furrow-browed at the mirror
A delicate soul hoping to show they care
A powerful storm ready to show everyone who's in charge
This is just a quick little thing I didn't really revise or anything. It's really cliche and poorly written but I thought I'd put it out there.
Eli Marone Dec 2019
My tummy needs tucking
My legs need a squeeze
My arms need reshaping
All this could be done with ease

I'll happily invite you in
Make yourself at home
In my small intestine, Sure!
You'll be free to roam

Come from Latin America
Mexico, Cuba, or Peru
If you help me to get skinny
I'll be forever in debt to you

Although someday when the time comes
And I want to get you out
I hope you don't make a fuss
And kick and scream and shout

Parasite, oh parasite
All I ask is just one thing
A mere tapeworm is all I want
So give the phone a ring
This is based on the gag my friend and I have of her wanting a tapeworm fro her birthday.
Eli Marone Dec 2019
Nothing ever wrong
That would be the perfect world
Maybe, maybe not
Eli Marone Dec 2019
Icicles piercing my skin
Pinpricks covering every inch
Jack Frost tickling my side
Patterns of Lapis twirling around my head
Transparent pearls jumping and popping at my fingertips
My vision a vignette of the dark and fading night sky
My lungs a sharp-edged model of themselves
My limbs softening into the empty relaxation of absence
The tip of the cliff just outside my grasp
Every sense fighting back
Holding on just a little longer
The head pounding so loud it's quiet
Then I'm overtaken
And everything is clear
Eli Marone Dec 2019
The sky was chalked with distant flavors of red and purple
while its heart was filling up with dots of white
A cup of sugar spilling out onto a veil of midnight tulle
An evening ready to be overthrown with joyous adventure
and chilling deceit

— The End —