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George Cheese May 2014
She concedes to curiosity.

"Who are you?"

"Why, I am the devil!"

the gentlemen purs,

face rich with dark hilarity.



As questions form on bewildered lips,

he titters:

"Would I lie to you?"
George Cheese Jun 2014
Love is chemicals and impulses,
but despite this,
words cannot express
this girl I miss.

Love is an addiction,
and I need a fix,
a norepinephrine cocktail,
a dopamine kiss,
a feeling of bliss.
Norepinephrine is a chemical in your body which causes a similar effect to adrenaline, and dopamine "produces a feeling of bliss".
George Cheese Sep 2022
Teach me to read
the script of the earth.
Teach me to hear
the voice of soil.
Teach me to feel
my place in the vast empty,
without superposition,
to be in one place at once,
not stretched thin,
not placeless.
George Cheese May 2015
Not all tyrants wear funny clothes.
They stand up in front of masses,
shout a song of lies
to totalitarian drumbeats.
They are monsters wearing crocodile smiles.
It's about time I revised and published this.
George Cheese Jan 2017
I am a reservoir of masks
Again.
The ocean is placid or angry
From space, like space.
George Cheese Nov 2014
The sun is dark again,
a dull hole in a burning sky.
The world is an old black lung,
choking and drowning in itself.
One long gasp and it is over.

I take her hand and dance,
waltz right into the breach,
earth torn asunder,
open chasm swaying,
as if a jaw dislocated.
She said it was the rapture.

The masses drew blood.
A school of piranhas.
A cannibal's carnival.
Are you the hero?
Take your gun out of my mouth,
it's ruining my appetite.

(It's dripping from my chin.)
I'm writing a short story in my head, based in a Mad Max-esque apocalypse world and had the idea to write this.  Some of the lines *might* be half-remembered lines from heavy metal songs.
George Cheese Oct 2014
We build our own cages.
We construct fences around our souls.
We scribble on the walls.
We believe this makes us free.

The world can terrify.
But there is nothing worse
than not experiencing life
for the fear of hurting.

— The End —