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 Nov 2015 SJ
Steele
Control
 Nov 2015 SJ
Steele
As the price of life increases
so does the power of drugs.
There's a war on ****,
but beer runs free
and I think they've got it
kind of ******.
The saints live on the hills
and the sinners on the streets,
but there really is no god
who can judge.
You can buy someone's
body or sell your soul,
but you can't put a price
on something you love.
© 2015 Sebastian Glyn
 Nov 2015 SJ
Graff1980
Untitled
 Nov 2015 SJ
Graff1980
Little boy blue
Found himself
In the back bedroom
Succumbing to the gloom
Believing there was only doom
Waiting till noon
Then changing his mind
Waiting for the right time
Till the moonshine
Sprinkled night light
Through the window
Into his dark life
Then he ripped the rubber tip
Bit the black edge of it
Till the copper wires were exposed
Looking carefully
Hoping no one knew
No countdown to
Till he closed life’s account
Hit the buzz buzz
Lights flickered
Parents still bickered
Unaware
But the release didn’t work
The electric shock didn’t even hurt
And little boy blue
Had to live through
Another painful day
 Nov 2015 SJ
Jesse Davey
Soul Mate
 Nov 2015 SJ
Jesse Davey
It's Dark in here.

I feel the Cold against the pores of my skin. Raw, Numb.
I draw a breath. The air - Icy, Damp and Wet.

I'm trapped inside the forgetton area of my Heart which beats so slowly, almost stopped.
The space in all our Hearts which we do not acknowledge exists.

It's Dark in here.

I'm locked, jailed, forbidden to leave.
I'm a prisinor of my own soul.
Despair my Prison Guards.
Hopelessness my Warden.
Loneliness my Executioner.

It's Dark in here.

I'm beginning to fade. I want to be free, and I think there is only One way. One way to stop the Cold. One way to escape. Yes, there is only One way to find any peace.
I am enveloped in a darkness that is strangling the spark from my existence.

It's Dark in here, without You.

You.

You, the one who is the Light to my Darkness.
The Solution to my life's question.
The Laughter to my sadness.
The Fulfilment to my utter emptiness.
The Warmth to my bitterly cold existence.
The Cure to my terminal sickness.
The Soul Mate to my heart.

It's not Dark here anymore. For when I think of you, I am Free.
I am jealous
Because he is the poison
In your bloodstream

He is the darkness
That haunts you at 2 AM
When you're falling asleep

I wish to be the one
Who keeps you up at night
Making you think of ruined futures
 Nov 2015 SJ
Tony Luxton
I Wonder
 Nov 2015 SJ
Tony Luxton
Newton, Shakespeare and Lady Day
on the shoulders of giants I totter
science technology and poetry
politics media and philosophy
layer on layer of ideology
collide like matter and antimatter.
Rules from school and infancy
loyalty influence and love.
You ask me what makes me tick.
The clock ticks. My watch ticks.
I quietly wonder - tick, tick, tick.
 Nov 2015 SJ
Antony Glaser
His  girlfiend states if she earns enough tips
she'd rather their cat go to ninja school,
than agree to repair the leaking flat roof.
She's such an advocate in feline power,
impervious to all that's in its way.
Yet again Janine is asking him
to see Umbrellas  of Cherbourg,
she more than anything like to
look like Catherine Deneuvre.
But Bobbys uncomfortable with his dream.
The movie ended sadly.
How can you end dreams mid flow?
Janines all helter skelter,
an ultimation sleighride
down the Aix de Bains
to test his masculinity ?
 Nov 2015 SJ
Z
4:56 PM.
 Nov 2015 SJ
Z
this "story" is only a chapter within the book of lies, babe.
 Nov 2015 SJ
Reece
Down
Midnight shoreline, down
Where the horizon meets the sky
We go down

Towards
Meager but eager, towards
Forever inching away from the lie
Moving towards

[The cold shower wakes you from slumber land
where the clouds were only vapour
and their atom bomb, shell casing suicide shitstorm
was but a nightmare in the mind of the Monarch larvae]

You could buy stocks in Halliburton
make a cool mil
Profit from the prophet, manufacture more than hate
Hollow tips, shallow hipped ***** on the pixel paradigm ***** site
Third eye magistrate, legislation of the pallid nation
Awe-struck in a hazy daze of bullet hole days
Don't ******* play with me, sunshine
David still has his **** in the mouth of a pig
and his own mouth on the great **** of Israel

{REDACTED VERSE}

So we go

Down
Midnight shoreline, down
Where the horizon meets the sky
We go down to baseline loneliness of the soul
and tear our clothes from the vessels we sold

Down we go, to watch the world end
"When a person is undergoing trauma induced by electroshock, a feeling of lightheadedness is evidenced; as if one is floating or fluttering like a butterfly."

Set the stage for light's down
                                                    Fire from the barrel
           Power from the saddle
Or                                                   in fact                       we could all
     r  e  m  e  m  b  e  r                                 the days    we laughed




**The burden of Damascus**

Passivity of the already broken.
 Nov 2015 SJ
Michael Murphy
I'm a simple man

I don't understand

The hatred that you feel

You killed someone

You used a gun

How does this help you heal?

You say ISIS this and ISIS that

I do not comprehend

I'm a simple man, I know Ice Is cold

I fear this is the end !
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