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180 · Apr 2015
sad truth
mike Apr 2015
you still walk into my soul sometimes.
and i sort of look at anything to distract me.
you might be my health but i dont want to steal yours.
180 · Sep 2013
im not here with you.
179 · Feb 2015
youre all mine
mike Feb 2015
when you learn to love everyone
it helps in realizing that u don't need to love anyone in particular.
179 · May 2016
a title: pink walls
mike May 2016
the artist renders itself to sleep.
its ghost sleeps in its skin.
it dreams in madness.

  colors cover the blanket covers you.
179 · Oct 2015
leave the lights off
mike Oct 2015
she spreads her legs open
and i climb inside
and die.
mike Jul 2015
they make sure
   that there is evil in the earth.
though the good
   taught us the value of our worth.

     our                 seeds                 are
rotten and forgotten from our birth

       andyoucantrectifythetragedy
179 · Aug 2016
magnetist
mike Aug 2016
if i were to cut off
a piece of my flesh
or a finger
or even an ear
it would crawl
the way a slug crawls
to your house
slither into your bed
and sleep in your mouth.

i sit here and try to be still.
within minutes im a skeleton
in a wooden chair.
magnetisk-tisk
with my four fingered hand still  holding a knife, I've got the rest of my life, will you be my wife?
178 · Aug 2015
the dinosaurs
mike Aug 2015
they all died
and im crying.
178 · Aug 2015
meduza i manekeny
mike Aug 2015
Vy , kak budto drugiye net.
you are as if others are not.
178 · Mar 2015
impossible language
mike Mar 2015
im trying to write my soul down
before it leaves.
178 · Aug 2016
the rain
mike Aug 2016
the rain is every fruit of heaven plucked at once to feed the fruit.
177 · Sep 2016
if left home alone:
mike Sep 2016
ill catch fire.
choke on dirt.
drown in toilette.
get stuck behind fridge.
lost in TV.

neverendingcommercial.
neverendingcommercial.
neverendingcom­mercial.
177 · Apr 2015
shes on fire
mike Apr 2015
when the truth comes out
it hurts everyone in the room.
like giving birth to a stick of
lit dynamite.
176 · Apr 2015
death of the fittest.
mike Apr 2015
when the top dog prevails
on a small enough island
the food source depleats
and the species will die.
176 · Jul 2016
point
mike Jul 2016
there is no straight line
to this point.
176 · Jan 2016
treasure
mike Jan 2016
ive spoken to you before.
your mouth catches it all
and ***** it in
somewhere into your purse.
175 · Feb 2015
Untitled
mike Feb 2015
my lazy soul
looks comfortable here.

and it probably
looks at me
and wonders why
we don't do more
nice things
together
175 · Jul 2015
.
mike Jul 2015
.
.not a poem.
dream: I was in a house. Somebodies house. Everything was old sorta fancy style. The hallway. "A ledo hallway design.", person said. "Ledo?",I said. "Jarex ledo". .. why's it all like this?, I ask. "Because I like old things.",they said. "Well, zebras are old. Why don't we just get a zebra and eat it if you like old things.? We can hang it and cut off pieces of meat and eat it. And separate it's shoulder. Cut the meat around it." ..very strange. But very funny when I woke.
175 · Sep 2013
poetry is hard these days
mike Sep 2013
so give it up...
here, ill inspire you.
175 · Dec 2016
nevertouch
mike Dec 2016
the beauty comes
from the quivering pulse
that is the battle
between desire
and restraint.

this is where the walls crumble
and send shockwaves
through the earth
and up your legs
and into your soul.

and im happy to be
your enemy.
174 · Jul 2015
Untitled
mike Jul 2015
the most intimate ive been
with anyone
in a long time
has been with my own hemorroid.
174 · Jul 2016
line
mike Jul 2016
there is no straight line
to this point.
174 · Oct 2015
im frog
mike Oct 2015
a rain frog
sits on my window
and i wonder
if its me.
174 · May 2016
vile
mike May 2016
evil lives and evolves
all of our lives
to love.

evil always lives
and evolves our vile lives
to love.
173 · Mar 2015
the core
mike Mar 2015
theres a deep root i cant quite share
but it becomes tired of everything
including myself
and i love it.
173 · Jan 2016
drawn on eyes of surprise
mike Jan 2016
i cant believe
ive been a
fictional character
this whole time.
172 · Mar 2015
philosophy of wild animals
mike Mar 2015
the only tool is your mind.
nothing is vivid.
your own suffering wants to leave you but you dont think you
can survive alone
so you stay.
172 · Feb 2015
in the written context
mike Feb 2015
i love the way sentences fall into formation.
172 · Feb 2013
meditation for a moment
mike Feb 2013
i want to light small fires
in every corner of my mind.
not to light the way
but to burn it down.
171 · Jul 2016
guru
mike Jul 2016
myself as a child
was a teacher to me now.
i knew then
that everything
is alive.
171 · Jul 2016
ambient cloud
mike Jul 2016
people are clouds
everything is a cloud
everything is an ambient cloud.
171 · Nov 2015
ego
mike Nov 2015
ego
the costume is a veil
170 · Feb 2015
persons
mike Feb 2015
i am drunk
but who are you?
170 · Feb 2015
nassim haramein
mike Feb 2015
were going to use the energy of the universe for breakfast.
170 · May 2016
no religion
mike May 2016
science is the shell
encapsulating the
oddly shaped object
of truth.
169 · Sep 2015
*
mike Sep 2015
*
Nothing
Do things that drug addicts do without the drugs. . Get ****** motel rooms and sit there with strangers. Sit in parking lots in cars just looking around, looking at my phone.. lying alot.
169 · Sep 2015
all the people of the past
mike Sep 2015
i see a room i remember

and a room filled with strangers.

ghosts sitting in odd chairs.

some know the other

but it is my reunion.

no words.

theres nothing.

theres nothing i can speak.

if i break the silence
they might leave.
169 · May 2016
strange and sexual
mike May 2016
leather being tanned
by a ****** in a shed
somewhere in the south.
168 · Jun 2015
fight for our food
mike Jun 2015
i gave birth to a mother snake
who gave birth to a man like me.

it was a battle.
167 · Feb 2015
dust in the wind
mike Feb 2015
he played it on my guitar
36 years after he wrote it.
and my guitar made
his sounds appear.
and when we become that dust again
we'll be broken down into something
born from sound.
something that truly listens.
167 · Oct 2015
window
mike Oct 2015
finally i can melt into the glass
but must get passed
the two white linen
ghosts of women
who whisper their secrets to me.
167 · Oct 2016
ash
mike Oct 2016
ash
ash is a physical shadow
you only can see
with the light
of your mind
167 · Jun 2016
sleep now, little epigram..
mike Jun 2016
i enjoy my author.
he is a good author.
i love my author.
he does not think highly of me.
i can not cope.
i will end it all.
goodbye.
167 · Jul 2015
dirty zen
mike Jul 2015
i cant wait to see it all crumble
and cave in my skull
so i cant think of it.
167 · Sep 2015
hanging and still
mike Sep 2015
broken pieces on the floor

spit up dust
167 · Oct 2015
parcapspiad
mike Oct 2015
emotions are
freelance lions

they come and go
as they please

feeding on the free
*****
meat
167 · May 2016
happy man yes to day
mike May 2016
you got a cigarette in jail.
and I smoked one on my birthday.
in Atlanta.
but now I smoked one all by myself.
neither tastes better than the other. but if I'm in jail on my birthday again I will let you know which is sweet,
because so far I can't taste anything
166 · Jul 2016
the room was a woman.
mike Jul 2016
smooth stones.
round puddles.
no corners at all.

there were spirits,
spirits wanting.
someone to inhabit.
a body to be pregnant withem.

the room was a woman.
smooth dress.
no bra.
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