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Michael Marchese Apr 2021
Darkest kid
In a city of light
Saw the radiant prism in bloom
In the night
And I had all these crazy ideas
Influenced
By the ******-trope ghost’s
Lonely constituents
What composes the roses
Compels to despair
And what withers in wilting decay
Without care
See the forest for trees,
Fade away with the breeze
Petals coated in metal
Unsettled unease
How I shied from your touch
With sensation remaining
Vibrations sustained
In the ongoing raining
Was never intended to stretch to the sun
Just recede to the shadows
Of comfortably numb
Michael Marchese Jul 2020
Focused in sheer contemplation
The waves
A cascading
Sedation
My consciousness craves
And I bathe in euphoric
Horizons
At dusk
As the winds are the words
Of the friends I entrust
With my sanctity
Solace
Adept introspection
As all of us delve into deeper
Connection
Michael Marchese Feb 2021
Moonlight is blue tonight
Luminous glow
Peering out of my window
At go away snow
Melting at a pace
Glacial
Too slow for my liking
I want open spacial
And temperatures hiking
Returning with haste
My impatience insatiable
Time laid to waste
But the portents of thawing
Apparent today
Warming up the inherent
More pleasant landscape
To sanguinity cheer
For the advent of Spring
And its promise
Of weather
Much better
Will bring
And whether or not
Its fecundity blooms
For me too
Or just once again withers
In winters entombed
Michael Marchese Dec 2017
Pick at my brain like a ****** of crows
Exposing my prose to the highest of lows
As you shelter my soul in malevolent violet
Beguiling my sky lit demise to an islet
Of lonely ambitions caressed in possession
And paradise fields of post-mortem depression
Imbibing my vibes in a faint recollection
Of Dracula spirits entombed in reflection
Without any sustenance save for your voice
And its soothing illusions that leave me no choice
Michael Marchese Jul 2023
Living in
Transition years
Converting to
Transmission gears
I fear we are
Becoming death
Becoming
Less
Autonomous
Peacekeeping mess
Intent
To save
Content
With content’s
Shallow grave
Amassing
Mass extinction
Wealth
Relapse
Environmental health
Collapsing edifices
Fall
Behind the mask
Broadcasts
A pall
And after all we’ve built
To last
Somewhere along
The system crashed
So now we either
Disconnect
Entirely
Or redirect
The tech,
The mecha-
Intellect
Unto a course-corrected
Flesh
Michael Marchese Mar 2018
Just a ******’ guy
Gettin’ high
Tryna’ fly
I bury poetry so deeply
Till the last time I try
Oh no not I
You know not why
I am the truth in every lie
I fell for summer in the winter
‘Neath a mushroom cloud sky
And in her eyes I watched it wither
As I kissed her goodbye
Michael Marchese Aug 2018
The further one travels
Less one seems to know
Of the ways the ineffable one
In its glow
Could give form to the infinite flakes of the snow
And give each of us solely an inkling of soul
In a body of mind until
It’s time to go
Michael Marchese May 2022
Decline the sky,
Embrace abysses
Where the squids
And whales
Do business
All the riches,
Plunder,
Spoils
Hell beneath us
Cracks and boils
Shores erode
Before my eyes
And deeper still
My shipwreck dives
Alive, but cold
I shiver in
The maelstrom’s
Unrelenting spin
It’s been so hard
To find the one
To bask beside
Beneath the sun
But kingdom comes
For me
No queen
Save for
My consort
Seven seas
Michael Marchese Aug 2021
In candor I come to you
Totally honest
Philandering days
Are behind me
I promise
Can finally be
The real me
That you wanted
And face up to all of my demons
Undaunted
For long have you haunted me
Don’t go away
And the spectral lament
Is what I didn’t say
Or compose to you
Wholly
In signature cipher
Another farewell
That you couldn’t decipher
Michael Marchese Oct 2021
Where to turn
Now
For the piece missing placed
Office spaces
Remotely
Mismanage my case
Could provide sanctuary
Community
Interface
But she’s a coworker still
Nothing more
So I sit at my desk,
Over documents pour
Can’t get closer
Attached
Like a sticky note
Wrote
As a final reminder
To end at the rope
Michael Marchese Oct 2016
Oh, her sad siren songs
How they take me away

To the vast loneliness
Ocean blues I convey
Through the words that I write
Just to keep her at bay
Only cast me asunder
'Neath storm clouds of gray

As her sad siren songs'
Melancholic array

Resonates in my veins
Serenades me astray
Remolding my heart
To this misshapen clay
Distorted blood vessel
Sets course for dismay
When my solitude sails
So reluctantly sway

In her sad siren songs
That still seem to outweigh

My anchor left rusting
In sunken decay
And bottomless depths
Of awaiting someday
I'll drift back to her shores
Once more to fall prey

To her sad siren songs
How they steal me away
Michael Marchese Jun 2018
I’m confounded by what it all means
To be me
To be endlessly circling
Back into thee
And back out
To be free
But still socially standardized
Meaningless me
An acceptable version
For your eyes to see
An organic complexion
Machines couldn’t be
A titanic reflection
The depths and the skies
Couldn’t possibly fathom
The I’s become we
All returning to me
In the moment of everything
Nothingnessly
Michael Marchese Feb 2017
Distance is the lock and key  
To heartbreak's weeping diary
But what I use to wipe the tears
Is something else entirely
For only temporarily
Will time be on my side
Until its paper cuts will bleed
Me dry of nights I've cried
When all the guiding lights I've tried
Left words upon the tip
Of my tongue without the lips to share
Ball-pointless acid trips
Of loosened grips and sinking ships
That beckon me like siren calls
To sleeping beauty pages
Where the pain is pristine waterfalls
And royal blue my castle walls
When pacing halls of these confines
I find these empty corridors
Fulfilled between the written lines
Michael Marchese Aug 2018
Lousy with drowsiness
Trying to write
I succumb to the eyes’
Irresistible night
A serenity scenery
Reverie taunting me
Setting in stone
A tone
Ominous, haunting me
Ending, mind-bending me
Impending doom
As the dreaded contentment
An interlude tomb
Then begins to disturb
Me from thunderous slumber
A spark to revive  
To describe my dead smile
Still playing alive
And imbibe the cascade
Conscious stream fear of falling
In love with the first sympathetic
Muse calling
Contained in a shattered frame
Out of its mind
Losing all track of time
Till the wake up call rhyme
Michael Marchese Jun 2020
I’m sorry I hurt you
Not worth your forgiveness
And even admitting it’s
Probably superfluous
Just what you wanted to hear
For too long
Was how I tried to sound
Like the loveliest song
But the worst I did wrong
Wasn’t something I said
But the dread overwhelming
My thoughts of you head
Unexpressed to the best
Of its unwritten stammer
Its stuttering,
Fluttering
Must impress manner
So much
So impossibly much more to say
But so little
Could even begin
To convey
What you needed to know
To be seeing
The me
Unmistakably
Who I am
Being
When I
Couldn’t tell you why
Something had changed
And the feelings I had for you
All rearranged
But still present
In each active moment
Despite how I often
Consigned
To postponement
Refined
More precisely defined
The words chosen
When once again drawn
From the depths of lament
What you mean to me
Finally
I represent
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
Could go a whole year
Then a million more still
Change ineffable days
What remains are the ways
I decipher the code
That your smokescreen
Displays
Michael Marchese Jul 2020
I missed you tonight
Tryna’ clean up my act
Take a night off of drinking
And thinking
Backtrack
But I laughed
At the jokes,
And the banter,
And clamor
My band and its lyrically
Stammering
Grammar
But couldn’t bemuse of who
I am enamored
With still
For it isn’t a story
To thrill
Not a glorified conquest
Of some silly girl
But the woman with whom
I would soon
Change the world
Michael Marchese Feb 2021
If death is just a timeless dream,
Then tomorrow
Make believe
Deceive yourself
Is guaranteed
Rest easy
You’ll see them again
Or maybe not
Beyond the end
Michael Marchese Nov 2019
Rather skeptical spectacle
Wouldn’t you say?
I’m a cool-headed
Sweltering hot
Winter day
Nothing special about me
Especially how
I fixate on the future
And live in the now
Just like everyone else
Play the hand I've been dealt
And I cheat only on
The true love I have felt
And expelled it from sight
No goodbye kiss
Goodnight
Just to spite myself
Loathing,
Have something to write
To relate to the rest
Of you awe-stricken
Critics,
Aesthetically-smitten,
Censorious cynics
Contestants in some sort of
Gimme more gimmicks
Olympics
And mimics of what talent’s
Really expressed
So obsessed
With the next
Biggest, best
And best-dressed
I digress,
Let it rest
Once again, who am I?
To be judging, begrudging,
Curmudgeonly so
Just one more
Unexceptional
Guy you don’t know
What they want from me
School
What they think of me
Cool
With me
I do not care
To see
More inadvertently
Misinformed
History
Slipstream the psyche
Incite
And invite me
To join in
The party
Like woebegone
Lightning
It’s often times
Frightening
How quickly
I rightly
Rewrite
What your preconceived
Narrative
Judgment
Recites
As the way it was meant to unfold
Unexpected
For I am the entrance
Examiner’s
Lessons
Michael Marchese Nov 2023
Know just where to sit
Bring the fringes to me
And then centralize
All of it
Cable TV
And no thanks
I’ve got plenty
Of drugs to have fun
But still innovate
Later than
Never been done
I’ve been one with
Euphoria’s
Relative
Masses
Organically
Championed
It in my classes
The last of us
Wary
There is no escaping
This room
Or this tomb
Nor the gloom
Of heartbreaking
So listen
And learn
Then apply it painstakingly
Diligent
Increment
Progress ensues
When we talk to each other
About the issues
Michael Marchese Sep 2023
I work in the future
And thrive in the past
I live in the now
For I’ve mastered this class
Armageddon
Armed conflict
Is messy and grim
Is maniacal
Viral
Beheadings to spin
For extinct
My distinction
From that which
You cling
To popularity
As currency
Concurrently
A shopping spree
And I am just an old,
Fossilized,
Unwritten history
Predating
And presaging
Starkly raving
Of the grave
For I have been there
I have seen it
I have marched
In its parade
And I will be there at the end
To watch it all go up in flame
And in the eons passing by
They will assign me
A new name
Thanks to my lovely, thoughtful and very sociologically-oriented girlfriend for the “popularity as currency” line. Love you Evi
Michael Marchese Dec 2020
Opportunity knocks
An incentive to write
Otherwise
It’s just normally
How I do life
Never needed a reason
Or rhyme
To break even
And I never coveted profit
Receiving
For what I’d prefer to be shared
Just like this
A communal experience
Still penniless
Michael Marchese Jul 2018
It’s the days I have nothing to do
I miss you
So much time on my hands
Yet I desperately cling to you
Pulling myself through
The grinding and chewing
Still breaking up fights
In the war i’m eschewing
From waging, engaging
In conflicts are raging
Around me all over the world
Although maybe
The rampant mass chaos perceived
Is in me
And the order opposing it’s
Who I should be
Michael Marchese May 2020
Still am I
The unconquered
Idyllic peace keeper
The pharaoh’s ascension
Dimension
Mind-sweeper
The sleeper cell
Dwelling in
Shrouds I dispel
In a crowd
More alone
Than a snowflake in hell
I am hubris
Exuded
In ruins
And tombs
Obelisks,
Pyramids
Only timeless exhumes
As I animate
Reincarnations
In bloom
I renew
The infinitude
Energy mood
I am food
Of all being
Ensuring tomorrow
Will still be worth seeing
And fleeing like ants
From my psychlopto-beaming
In gleaming
Infusion blasts
Madness is screaming
In wake of my earth-baking
Heat-waving
Glaive
In its razing
The wandering bodies
I crave
And emblazon
The firmament’s
Haziness maze
In my singeing wing
Signature
Look upon me
And rejoice
Or despair
You are finally free
Michael Marchese May 2019
Stalling,
Protracting
Procrastination
To its limits before
I put pen to the pages
Engage with the latest
Of sapien traits
To sate its **** Deus
Ex Machina milieu
Of acculturated
Anti-natalist ends
Without means or wherewithal
The journey expends
A final destination
Where it can reside
Free of incarcerations
I've sealed it inside
Thinking mine
Is a mind
Of exceptional kind
And I must keep it safe
From the dumb, deaf and blind
But I see what they see
What they hear
What they feel
When I make these
Insanity
Fantasies
Real
Michael Marchese Sep 2020
Like lovers I’ve never met
Nothing left
Left to fret
So I just stay at home
Write of
How dead I get
As to avoid
The ensuing regret I guess
Lessen the chance
Of romances
I make a mess
Couldn’t express
In a billion lifetimes
To this intimate stranger
The depths of my mind
At the first sign of feeling,
Imagining things
Fall apart
From the heartache
Catharsis
She clings
Onto its intense darkness
Salvation lost cause
One more fool’s errand to
Rectify tragic flaws
Michael Marchese Oct 2016
Running towards sunshines
Of our interlude
Why must my bright shorelines
The gray clouds intrude
Her storms of confessed
Tide shifting confide
Embracing tempests
I kept locked inside
Ebbing my shame
To spill into the sea
By pouring her pain
In the oceans of me
She treaded white sands
Dune walls of my heart
We dreaded dry lands
That tore us apart
We were just crashing waves
In deep blue depressant
Horizon-bound slaves
To our love evanescent
Michael Marchese Mar 2019
Stop and think before
You take another step away
Consider what you leave behind
In venturing astray
Yet also what perhaps, you'd find
Out their beyond the known
You never know what self-discoveries
Are waiting to be shown
When they reveal themselves to you
You may be pleased
You left your home
Or may in longing to return to it
Get lost and feel alone
But the adventure
Yes, the journey
Is a lesson to be learned
So I exhort your curiosity
To leave no stone unturned
And never fear what could be under
Heaping piles of facile
Easy roads that expedite
This life
As merely a time trial
For the walk
Within the park is nice
But why not roll
Good fortune's dice
Just once or twice
C'mon and test your luck
And what your future has in store
Or what you make of it
In tirelessly
Searching,
Seeking more
Michael Marchese Jan 2021
I have to accept that she’s gone
The left fading
Yet growing in strength
When we talk of pervading
We protected animals
Not even human
In ruins
We let them all grave
And got through it
Together
I tell you
United
Undaunted
Two kids in it breeding
Unheeding
In e
And trust me
I want all the revolutionaries
There
Reunion
Seeing splattered frames
Depicting
In excessive art
The drunken trip
I told my best friend
You were death
From the start
And still here we are dead
The left politics club
And we are from all ranks
Of all classes
And my family still honors me
Never without me
And when you seek
Educating yourself
To the end
It just happens
To happen
Before you are ready
The easiest living
Soon as I can remember
Myself to forgiving
Michael Marchese Dec 2021
Come back when you’re ready
To let me stare into you
Baring my soul
Sharing I am so
Into you
Gladly could carry on
Days unrequited
Accustomed,
I’ve learned
The best love’s
Undecided
Or certain
It’s only been felt
Unsurpassed
So we close ourselves off
And compare and contrast
Just enough
To convince ourselves
It could be fun
But commitments
To prior engagements
Become
What the one
For ostensibly
Everyone
Finds
A devotion
To never could try
Other kinds
Michael Marchese Jun 2020
Did I want to be rotting
With you in the ground?
Not exactly,
But by your side
Always was down
Michael Marchese Jul 2018
Everyone dies
Story’s always the same
I just wish I could tell it
Some new, different way
To revivify life
With a vivid description
Instead of this atmosphere’s
Toxic constriction
Malnourishment kitchen
An infant mortality
Failure to listen
To self-absorbed, carbon-based
Standard emission
Way passed overfishin’
For likes on the social de-human condition
Automaton autobahn
Trickle down neocon
For-profit prison bomb
Boomin’ like radical
Islamic martyrdom
Unemployed masses
Of back of the classes
The masking of innocent
Voices in ashes
An **** of power
And greed wretches *****
Mother Earth out to fuel
Their big engines of war
An insatiable thirst for more
Curdled blood screams
As I rot to the Corps
Of America’s Dreams
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
Everyday it’s the same
What to do
About this
About that problem
Eating away at my brain
I see so much contention
Perceiving it pain
But maybe it’s just all my effort
In vain
For if everyone suffers
And most do not care
What is really worth searching for
Out there
Somewhere
Michael Marchese Nov 2016
Abandoned, alone, betrayed by the light
Perspectives adopting a darker lens
Exiled, outcast, stripped bare in the night
Perceptions blackened by meaningless ends
Tossing, turning, sleeplessly devoted
To silencing monsters under my bed
Whispering demons often hath quoted
The skeleton closets filling my head
Awoken to share them as banquet toasts
To hordes of zombies' sleepwalking smiles
Welcoming Grim, my most gracious of ghosts
To feasts of brains and mindless lifestyles
Cast in this life as a man silhouette
Forever to bask in my final sunset
Michael Marchese Mar 2019
Press on
And you may
Live to see
Victory
But defeat teaches more
And comes quite naturally
Michael Marchese Mar 2022
Increasingly distant
Don’t want to replace you
Just play you a song
As I long to embrace you
In case you were wondering,
So much as cared
I could share your depression
And bare it
Ensnared
For despair ever has been
The skin that I wear
But I shed it
And bled it
More dreadful than most
Then I fled
And I tread this whole rock
As a ghost
So to feel just as dead to you
Isn’t the pain
It’s still being alive
When you don’t feel the same
Michael Marchese Jan 2017
My messages in bottles
Never find their way back home
Or seem to reach her brainwaves' hands
These caravans of letters roam
The ocean forests made of sand
And roads of words I walk alone

Just notes composed in laundromats
Spin-cycling in my mind
Unfolded from back-pockets drenched
In thoughts that bleed sublime
Colors kept too long entrenched
Inside the whitewashed line

Will once again be painted black
Despite my vain attempt
To express the master peace
On which myself was spent
Illustrating this release
In ink blots of lament
Michael Marchese Nov 2019
Don’t know where I’m going
With this one at all
Just put pen to the paper
And let the words fall
Scrawling what’s second nature
To me
Easily
And since I can remember
Congenitally
Have I been
Symbiotically linked
To the ink
Synchronized,
Deep inside
It divines what I think
And I guide it
To keep reading my
Peace of mind
As it glides like the tides
On the shorelines of time
With the grace of a pianist’s fingers
Through chimes
With melodic  
Methodically
Hypnotic rhymes
It designs
Then decides
Every subsequent line
As if stars
In a perfect night’s sky
We align
Vital signs
Intertwined
In a quest to describe
What alive and a lover
To die for
Implies
Let this be the one
That will resonate
Audibly
Spiriting me
To a tune
Of most longingly
Late at night
Wondering
Where it went wrong
How it fell apart
Leaving some
Discordant song
In its wake
In its aftermath
Probingly vexed
To have clearly foreseen
I would make such a mess
Of such otherwise
Soaring highs
Tidy and neat
Had it all figured out
Saw the journey
Complete
But remember
I reminisce
Flee to my reverie
Lest I forget
And let memories
Bury me
Michael Marchese Dec 2021
I tripped and I thought of you
Somewhere out there
It was clear
What I ought to do
Start to repair
The malfunctioning
Mechanized
Rusting organic
Still running on fumes
Like a thermodynamic
Volcanically
Manic
Depression
Sets in
And it comes and it goes
Through my wearing thin skin
And therein
Can my cells’
Mitochondrial jolt
By the god of storms
Galvanize
My thunderbolt
Michael Marchese Oct 2020
Right now I see
Robotic algorithms
In my head
Become the down to earth
We dead
Don’t talk
Don’t try to look
The bar story’s to inferior
Who?
Let it get to this
Though not alone
Just in ways
You would never
Submit to my throne
Michael Marchese Apr 2022
Willingly
Wasting it
Your time and mine
The audacity
Making it
Harder to find
Someone real
Wants to feel
Not conceal their intentions
Or rather, unsure of them
Raise apprehensions
Just stay at home,
Be alone,
Drop the phone
For I’m not just some free trial period
Loaning
My heart out to harpies
Who really don’t care
Just aware that I’m their
Favorite game
Truth or dare
Michael Marchese Nov 2021
Reverting back
To childish games
Retaliatory
Crazy claims
That I’m to blame,
You’re not at fault
Within your pride
You still exalt
Delusional
Not worth your salt
Destructive tendencies
Must halt
Across the hall
Your stride aloof
Above your head
I’ve kept this roof
And all I get
Is more vindictive
Actions, but take care
To listen
To the sound
Of my not caring
All I hear is your
Despairing
Barely can afford to eat
So back into your room
Retreat
Michael Marchese May 2018
Sooner spend eternity
In awkward silence
Learning me
Than speak pretending
I could teach you
All the poetry
My speech do
Michael Marchese Dec 2016
Howling to the werewolf moon
The only light I've shed
Upon my corpse bride's runaway
And zombies that I've fled
Running from vampiric tongues
That licked their lips and said
Forget me not the wicked witches'
Poisons that you've bled
Or Frankenstein creations
Of the afterlives you've led
And cemeteries searching for
A place to rest your head
Dressed in black the pallbearers
Of caskets that you dread
All manner of these elegies
You wrote when you were dead
Have ever been the only hands
To tuck you into bed
Michael Marchese Dec 2022
Performance anxiety
In the description
The job entails
Failing
The best self depiction
And multiple takes
Multitudinous breaks
From reality
Raising
The trust-falling stakes
For the part to be played
Can be made from organic
Emotions
Inspired
But sync
In Titanic
Romantic delusions
Dramatic displays
And cliff-hanging conclusions
Assuming the love
On a true story based
What its face value
Close up
Maintains when embraced
In its shadowy,
Naked,
Most vulnerable form
Just the same
As in costumes
And make-up
Adorned
Michael Marchese Jun 2018
Keep wandering on
Settle in when I gotta
Don’t know when the rest of the world
Won’t appeal
It’s surreal
How much left I have yet
To discover
I miss all my friends
I miss mostly my mother
Remembering eons ago
I was little
The details surrounding my childhood
Riddles
But still she sends me
With a package
Of skittles
It’s simple to dwell
On how long I’ll be gone
In the African Union
Departure at dawn
Michael Marchese Jan 2017
We could both of us stare
At the same moonlight
And wish upon each shooting star
To make day of the night
And the words that we write
Return us from spaces afar
To find solace again in these arms
And the warmth of the sun in your eyes
But the moon still refuses to show me
What lies 'neath the star-crossed disguise
Michael Marchese Dec 2016
No void could disgrace
These two distant wishes
Lost and alone
Yet finding their place
By onwardly glowing
To search for the end
Of this dark, empty space
Or perhaps just a moment in time
To collide and explode
In a star-crossed embrace
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