Sir B: Favorites

Oct 2013 Sir B

Mike Hauser

Poetry
Has been nourishment for me
Since the first time that I read

It out of the jar
From behind the pantry door
When I cracked open the lid

I took out my knife
Stirred the insides
Then over my life I evenly spread

Where the delicious taste
Of poetry has not gone to waste
I've thoroughly enjoyed it ever since then

Oct 2013 Sir B

Apex Predators

Oct 2013 Sir B

Anubis the Philosomancer

Apex Predators

Humans*
are not the Apex Predator;
certain ones are:

The Police and Military
are now the Apex Predators

Oct 2013 Sir B

What Is This Boredom You Speak Of?

Oct 2013 Sir B

Laurel Elizabeth

What Is This Boredom You Speak Of?

The brain freeze of
mundane ordinary life squish.
the mellow death of everything
hopeful, mischievous, quizzical
remembered only at a sad graveside funeral
in the back of the trailer-park of your brain.

Oct 2013 Sir B

sexual frustration

Oct 2013 Sir B

R

****** frustration

i know its probably the weirdest thing
you've ever heard of in your life, but
this man so smart and so attractive,
it hurts. he knows about Star Trek and
hes a bibliophile and he drink green tea
for ******* fun. thats ******* amazing.
he served in the Coast Guard for 20+
years and he has nine children.
he has double major in Physics and
Education. i just really want to kiss him
so hard and feel his ****** hair just rubbing
on my cheek and with his really nice hands
all up in my hair and maybe i better stop
because im in school and this ******
frustration is killing me. ******.

Oct 2013 Sir B

Damage Has Been Done

Oct 2013 Sir B

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Damage Has Been Done

Relapses* are ****
but the pain
brings *relief
I'm a true
*******

I'm not saying
that relapses are good
I'm just saying
the pain drowns
all the bad

I lose myself
in order to feel
I'm not fully aware or conscious
but the pain makes me feel whole

Happiness always leaves
but the pain remains
and it makes me feel
so much more less alone

Sadness is not a choice
although sometimes
it's all we possess
when life gets rough

Misery is not beautiful
or in any way nice
but I am so used to it
it's become a part of my daily life

I have tried to separate myself
from this terrible state of mind
but it's too late for me to fix this
**the old me has been left behind

Oct 2013 Sir B

Nothing

Oct 2013 Sir B

Zephyr

Nothing

We are just here wasting our lives,
crammed in a florescent room.
Pale walls, monotonous voice.
Expecting us to focus
on things that don't even matter.
While we could be out there
making a difference in something.
But instead they force us into
a florescent room with pale walls.

School is only worth-while if we learn things we will use. Otherwise we are wasting our time.

Oct 2013 Sir B

What if it's a allusion?

Oct 2013 Sir B

Anubis the Philosomancer

What if it's a allusion?

It is critical to many
of Wealth and Power
that the next Jesus is crucified
before he becomes all too able
to start flipping their tables.