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 Feb 2013 hannah way
Shiva
Saturating the atmosphere and filling up our insides
Dark clouds of hope
After we lose or fail, the hope runs out
We become impatient
At war with a headache when we don’t get our fix
In our lungs the hope to create something beyond a mere prototype

The insatiable lights to a small flame
Burning a piece of coal, one after another  
See, it puts the fuel into our shiny new motor cars

We are a kingdom of control
A conquest upon nature
Destroying
Taking
Building

We build our own Colossus
Dressed in sheets of iron merging with altitude
Nuts and bolts adorn the corners of the sheets  
He towers while standing for our achievements and looks down upon the tiny world below
“More!” We shout amongst ourselves.

We feel our limbs stiffen and our joints ache
Skin transforms into something strange
Durable
Polished
Metal

Fill these joints with oil, work faster
Part A, then part B to part C
Oil is in short supply for us little machines  
Big machines control the stuffy, gray factory
Big machines hold the oil
Almost all of it

They store it in big, locked vats
They let only a few drops plunge into our tiny sockets
They only loosen the tap right before the Colossus shows signs of rust

The warning bells ring and we are called to the front line
We scale the massive statue, building ladders on our way up
Pollution remains a speculation
The ship is unsinkable
The moon is only a few days away
We land there for eight minutes

Dreams fill our heads like laughing gas
During the sunlight
Under the soot
But the soot begins to take our sunlight

The warning bells stop ringing
Or perhaps our ears can no longer fathom the sound

The Colossus begins to tarnish
The oil taps are jammed with residue

Our gears and shifts and pulleys refuse to listen
We the machinery, begin to corrode
Under gloomy weather, we can still see
Steam
Possibility
Ingenuity
A skeleton of attempts left unscathed

A facade of logic and measurements
We the machinery embodied a gilded romance
Limited by the magnitude of our own strides
Inspired by Le Voyage Dans La Lune by Georges Méliès and Titanic (James Cameron)
 Feb 2013 hannah way
Robyn
Can't I stay the ugly duckling?
Life is so much quieter in the shadows
I don't want to be admired anymore
Growing tired of things has grown tiring
And I don't want to be that kind of beautiful
Her shoes could fill with blood
And she'd still have somebody to please
How can you please people
By being against everything?
You lie to gain illumination
You starve yourself
In hopes of satiation
Can't I be the ugly duckling?
At least I'd get to eat
I feel

Horrible

And I wish
You were here
To hold me.
 Feb 2013 hannah way
Samantha
As liquid sunlight
Slowly coarses through my veins
I am enlightened
 Feb 2013 hannah way
Liam Dierl
My home is not a product
My room is not for sale
My stove is not a bakery
Nor my yard a barbecue
My country is invaded
These strangers in a strange land
Their horses stomp their hooves
As if they own the stables
Their prostitutes stomp
Their heels and ****
In the bed I make each morning
I continue ghosting on the porch
The sun is not my friend
Nor my enemy
He is a battle over my home
I wrote this while people were walking around during an 'open house' while we were trying to sell our house. We took it off the market after we got tired of *so* many strangers coming through our house, but we might put it back on later this year
 Feb 2013 hannah way
Wolfey
We deserve to be happy.
Deserve to smile and laugh.
To feel like we have the right to breath and be free.
Do you ever feel like your not worthy of living?
Well don't.
Your here on this very earth for a reason.
I know I sound like some stupid theraspist who just wants to make you feel 'better'
but I'm not,
I feel like this too.
Feel like I'm not good enough for my beating heart.
The rich scarlet red blood rushing through my body.
I don't deserve to be happy..
I've treated my mind and body horribly,
but I want to be happy.
Just feel more like myself when I'm not.
What makes you you?
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