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Justin S Wampler Mar 2015
I drink beer 'cause I got
mad falling-down envy.
Thorogood once said:


"One bourbon,
one scotch,
and one beer."


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Proviquis Feb 2015
(My Third eye is opening,
and it is telling me
to start looking deeper
while I am composing.)

The bell rang,
and afraid I was.
So I opened my eyes,
but couldn't see, only feel the 'buzz'.

Energy's we call them,
how only I can describe.
Statically swaying orbs
seen not from vision, only inside.

This was my experience,
and the pen can not express.
If you are ever-so curious
to try it, Do... You will be impressed.
Amy Feb 2015
Settle into darkness, naturally, and take your cue from unoiled gears jolting forward only to lure you into false stability and lose velocity, stop suddenly, merge the definitions of stopping and falling by balancing the cart on the back of the tongue as sherbet dip dab’s your gums in 3…2…swallow down it drops FLASH past the oesophagus there’s your photo op show us some teeth show us some skin darlin’ begin to dissolve in stomach acid bile’s vile hold it down we will use force if necessary like handcuffs to a headboard excuse me sir may I see your ticket? Right you can’t sit here, you’re 3,4-methylenedioxymethamphphetamine, that’s upstairs you need to swing a left then straight up to the top floor not a bad view, you can’t miss it it’s got a hundred golden bulbs flashing hypothalamus, no we’re not really bothered about our environment take the lift elevate heart rate
                                           C-C-C-CRANK IT UP
to the cerebral cortex’s House of Mirrors home of distortion. What can we do for you sir? We like to pride ourselves in our ability to mess around with the wiring and stimulate receptors, all part of the Deluxe Mega Deal complete with moving walls, disco ball skin and a talking butterfly the size of a car crash for a limited time only whilst serotonin stocks last they fall as fast as the lubricated log flume SPLASH. Please remain seated until the end of the ride. Thrown out into the gift shop. £30 for a 12 hour come down. Come again soon.
Meredith Riggs Feb 2015
Walking down the avenues
And my stomach is turning
Im stuck in my head
My heart is pounding harder
9 little cracks, a dusted off corner
Left alone
They call me a brain vagabond
I dont know where to go
Wonderland, is what i call home

Im not insane
Im not insane
Im not insane
I jumped over a wall
Im not insane
Glasses crack, piano starts
Bass drops
Im okay
Im okay
Im okay

Lips are cracked
Eyes are glistening
Dry throat
I see home
ballgowns, insanity
Heart-shaped hats, non-existent cats

Im run into a strange mans arms
Im alright
Im not insane
Im okay.
                  
                        - m.r. | wonderland
svdgrl Jan 2015
I could write a hundred poems,
each one could paint a horrid picture of you.
But not one could make these feelings
disappear.
And you know what?
That ******* *****.
I'll just be a slave.
not to you-
but to time.
Waiting for this to disappear.
I hope you see this and realize something.
Some sort of direction-
be it to leave or to make amends.
I keep smiling and trying to love.
Unconditionally.
Like I've been- all this time.
But all I do is make a fool of myself.
Three times.
Shame on me.
I know it's pathetic. But it's the only way I can cope.
David Bojay Dec 2014
Love is framed
We shape it with actions
Define it with questions
We take risks and learn
We learn and use
We use and satisfy
We satisfy and think it's enough?
Define enough
Enough shouldn't even be real
Your excellence shouldn't be enough
Your thoughts shouldn't be measured
You're so capable of everything
There's so much will
MAKE YOURSELF A ******* LADDER AND VISIT THE STARS
FEEL THE SUNS HEAT ON YOUR SKIN WHILE YOU'RE UP THERE
HAVE *** WITH YOUR GIRLFRIEND THEN GO READ A BOOK ON CONSCIOUSNESS
Imagine the ideas you leave out on a daily basis....
I'm building my home with mine
Sana Nov 2014
Voices are people
And people are me
Are you crazy yet
Am I insane already
Voices can see too
Even if they have no face
Voices are nameless too
Since they don't exist anyway
What to say
Else or same
Self or made
Words are us too
But people are worldless here
Ay, why is your face blurry dear
Why can't I remember you
Come a little bit closer
Come sit next to me
Talk so I can hear
Speak so I can know
Who you are
Who you've been
Senseless, like I am
I'll keep your secrets
Deep within
Hollow Steve Oct 2014
Does it take one person or does it take many? The angels that flee, the demons that linger. Redemption seeks company in the eyes of innocence. If I lied to you, would you believe me? If I told you the truth, would you doubt me? This life is vice versa. And I grew weary with being honest. This figurative noose, slowly loosens grip. I feel like I can breathe again. Love sings her songs into my heart. But why do I still doubt her? I want nothing to do with you. It's too good to be true. I guess that makes me a liar. Why did you start this fire?
Hollow Steve Oct 2014
I can feel you from here. I can sense sadness, anger, lust, and fear. Sensing the atmosphere. Do we all share one consciousness? Like the internet exchanging information? Where has all the magic gone? These modern times are killing us all. Or is it just me?
Trust me, it's out there...
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