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Big Virge Sep 2019
Chill or ... **** ...
I've Had My Fill ... !!!

of Those Who Want ...
To Test ... My Will ...

I Chill ... These Days ...
Cos' People ... Prey ...
Like RAIN FILLED Clouds ...
In ... Skies of Grey ...

Times Right Now ...
Bring ... MUCH Dismay .....
Because of ... EVIL ...
On ... " DISPLAY " ... !!!

That's Why I ... " Chill " ...
With NO ... " E Pills " ... !!!

I'd Rather Sit .....
And Watch ... " **** Bill " ...

Chilling ....
Is The ... Greatest Thing ... !!!!!

Just Like When ...
Aretha ... SINGS ... !!!!!

While These ... FOOLS ...
Want Rings That ... " BLING " ...

I Just Want ... " Simple Living " ... !!!

Something .....
WITHOUT .................... Undue Stress ........ !!!!!

Like A PUSHY ... " Manageress " ...

HEAR ME ... " Lord " ... !!!
And PLEASE ... " God Bless " ... !!!

Help Me ... " Chill " ...
And NOT ... "OBSESS" ... !!!
About ... My Life ...
And Get ... "depressed" ... !!!

Like Those Who ...
Have NOW ... " Regressed " ...
INTO Places ... of ... DISTRESS ... !!!

Cos' of ...
TRYING To ... IMPRESS ... !?!
EVERY Fool They ... Run Into ... ?!?

Come On Now ...
That Just ... AIN'T Cool ... !!!

What You ... HAVE ...
DOES NOT ... Make YOU ... ?!!!?

Trust Me ... Folks ...
This IS ... The TRUTH ... !!!

When You Are ...
RELAXED And ... " Chilled " ...

Thinking of ...
Your ... " Shopping Bills " ...

Does It Make You ...
FEEL ... " Fulfilled " ... ?!?

That's Something ...
To Cast Some ... " Doubt " ... ???
On What ... MATTERS ... !!!

Have ... NO Doubt ... !!!

Chilling ... CAN ...
Do This ... For You ...

Make You ... " THINK " ...
RELAX and ... " Stew " ...
On The ... Things ...
That You've Been Through ...

Things You've Done ...
When Feeling ... " Blue " ...

Or ... The Things ...
That Made You ... SMILE ... !!!

When ... You Wore ...
The ... Latest Styles ... !!!

But ... When You Do ...
and Then ... Think Back .................................................................­....

Were There Things ...
You ... NEVER Had ... ?

Like ... TRUE LOVE ...
Or A ... "HUG" ...
From Your ... " Mum " ...

Or THAT ... Someone ... ???
Who You ... CRAVED ...
To Be ... THE ONE ...
To Share Your ... " Dreams " ...
and Your ... KINGDOM ... !!! ...

NOT ... " Your Car " ...
OR Your ... " New Shoes " ...

But THIS THING ...

This Thing Called ... YOU ... !!!

Need I Offer ... Any Clues ... ?!?

Chilling Is ...
A ... WONDROUS Thing ... !!!

Better THAT ...
Than ... Blood SPILLING ... !!!

I Recognise ......

Then ...
Sit and Write ...

If It's ... Good ...
I Then ... RECITE ... !!!
Where There Is ...
An ... OPEN Mic ...

Then Like ... James ...
I'm .............................................................. OUT OF Sight ........... !!!!!

COVERED By ...
The Shroud of ... "Night" ...

Whilst I .................. Search ............................................................
To Find The ... LIGHT ...

This Is Where ...
I Then ... FULFIL ...
By Usage of ... PC or Quill ...

To Spread THE WORD ...
oF YES ... " Big Virge " ... !!!!

Ahhhhh .......
That's ME ...

A Man Who Writes ...
Some Poetry ...
Based On Things ...
That I Have Seen ...

... " In My Home " ...
and On ... The Streets ...

This Things We Call ...

........ REALITY .........

This Is NO ...
Documentary ... !!!

Or A ... " Soap " ...
On Your ... TV ...

Maybe ...
  
A Book ... ???

Let's ...
Wait and See ...........................................

If I'm Deemed ...
To Be .... WORTHY ....

To Be ....... " Published " ......
For My ... " Transcripts " ...

THAT Day Will Be ...

TRULY ... FULFILLING ... !!!!!

But Whilst I ... " Wait " ...

I'll Keep On .........

........ " Chilling " .........
A cool subject to get into, and thankfully I have subsequently managed to chill in a manner reflective of some of these words ......

Keep On ... " Chilling " ... Folks
Better THAT Than Blood SPILLING ... !!!
Aaron LaLux Sep 2019
Don’t tell me any more of these trivial distractions,
don’t bore me with any more stories you saw on TV,
don’t want to hear the latest gossip it’s all nonsense stop it,
who cares who’s dating who, personal lives’ are not news,
who cares who won whatever award, or won the Superbowl,
I don’t know at all & I don’t care anymore, never really did,
most things are just distractions from anything that’s relative,
what I’m interested in is the soul you hold in that body of yours,
so tell me, what really matters to you, what do you care about
I’ll tell you what, if you’re shy I’ll say what I care about first,
I care, about the greater good, about improvement of self,
I care, about how we’re going to heal this broken world,
I care, about how we’re going to heal these broken hearts,
I care, about what we’re going to do to fix this mess,
want to give my best, want to look back & say we did our best,
there I told you what I care about, now it’s your turn,
tell me something that truly matters, or leave me alone,
I’d rather be alone & at peace, then together & in war.

So let me be, at peace, with myself & all of my demons,
because I wan’t to release them but don’t know how,
so just leave me alone unless you can help me figure it out,
& don’t tell me any more of these trivial distractions,
because I’m trying to stay focused & not be distracted..

∆ LaLux ∆
@aaronlalux

from THHT3: Hollywood Hearts
available worldwide 9/9/19
Another Future Classic piece of Pop Poetry for our Collective Contemporary Society...
Justin Aptaker Aug 2019
Everyone's been talking about how
the universe will either expand
indefinite cold star death
or collapse and then repeat itself

meanwhile i'm a slave proper
in every sense of the word physical
bound to the elements hunger
a criminal for speaking my thoughts aloud

a loud or a soft noise unheard
unseen and unknown and unthinkable
still I would try to define it
humanity, always effing the ineffable

i'm one and apart and the same all the same
the universe cloaked in name after name
every man and woman a star
in their own drama melodrama how dramatic

i am in a word addict
again you might say i'm back at it
rhyming with rhythm but static
sense or nonsense and i've had it
Justin Aptaker Aug 2019
it's ready to happen
hours count down to launch, but the burners hum already
the structure is taken up
siphons slowly into the bloodstream

the catalyst, the moment
the agonist, the imitator

the perceptual set is set, and it's famished
not even lit, and it's waiting for more-
the stimulant, the ignition
the doctor, the system

like inlets of blood, the freeways carry us to the city
like carcinogens, like poison medication
like aluminum, like exhaust

i too am carried
and when i reach that center
i am deposited, and begin to take effect
while i wait for my own poison to take hold of me
blood within Blood
and
poison in Poison
medication in Medication in MEDICATION
we make sure all of our cancers are medicated

it has happened already
but i am waiting for it to happen again
the freeway now quiets itself in anticipation
a new day to repeat
the city is ready for more
Written ca. 2006
Justin Aptaker Aug 2019
to be
a human being
is so very small a thing
to be

while inside of me
all of reality
i am
i am
subjectivity

(infinite
finite)

liminal days
eternal lives
visceral
guts pouring
out from inside

it all starts to collide
i think maybe that's why
we must sleep
dreamless
sleep
we must die
Written 8/13/2019
look at
those
who ponder
life and see
no meaning

i look
at them
and wonder
if its God they're
only memeing

but if they think
it's stupid to seek
in this world-
some meaning

it's even stupider
to think and wonder
why this world
has no meaning

unknown
unseen
unheard

no one saw
no one heard
no one knows

the Big Bang

none can see
none can tell
none can testify

the island with
only one man

blind
to its meaning
blind to its
meaninglessness

why
would i bother
crying over
something
i cant understand

the abyss might be deep
the abyss might be shallow

jump into and find out

i can't lose-
for thou not a sin

can't gain-
neither is it a win

you can't lose or win-
crumble or withstand

can't lose or win-
to an enemy I cant understand

can't raise a sword or staff
to an enemy i don't have
seriously,
stop this existential,
absurdist,
Rick and Morty,
*******

it ain't deep
to assume
meaninglessness
if you don't know

(an none of us ever will)

the true depth of the abyss
Marla Aug 2019
After years of trying to find yourself
You found everyone else instead,
And found out what kind of people they are,
So you took that knowledge
And a silver ***,
And you put the knowledge in the ***,
And you put the *** on a stove,
And you cranked up the heat,
And language boiled away,
And you cranked up the heat,
And eye colour boiled away,
And you cranked up the heat,
And preference boiled away,
And after 9 days of tending to the *** –
A charred smell hit tired nostrils,
Because all that remained in the ***
Was the burnt and brown mess which is human nature,
And in the metal walls: your own reflection.
Justin Aptaker Aug 2019
couple on a motor
cycle with a death wish
drum drops
still pond
early morning
coolness broken

pull that poison, pull it deeply
deeply, deeply
pull it deeply
keep that breath, like memory bitter
sweetly taste that lungs can know

a good will, strong, and a one hundred
these are made alone
for breaking
benjamin Wishing, Well behind
our time,
our pennies
are made
for throwing
Justin Aptaker Aug 2019
jet-stream, that trails
jet-stream, clearly shown
to us as the mark, as the mark of the one
most awesome of gods, of the Creating Snail
    gentle, and generative,
                      and
                fertile
                   by: our one mind

                                      below
             all our reason, in light
of our eyes, of our ancients
in season

fruit, when found eaten
red hand, in jar dripping
we liken to something, reflux acid sweetened
sweet before swallow, as is every scroll's sum--memory
    distant, and blind,
                      but
          not dumb
Justin Aptaker Aug 2019
i’ve grown weary
of this story
growing
weary
of this frame
oh so weary
of this cosmos
in which I got this name

and I can’t remember why I came

I’m fearful for the leaving
can’t seem to quit the game
oh how I love this loathsome body
I carry with me night and day

and when I look into the mirror
I see a stranger face

sweet solace sought in speaking
my wearisome refrain
no rest foreseen in sleeping
if I must wake again
in lukewarm purgatory
on waves that toss and strain
in sitcoms just repeating
weary lines and jokes again

and again
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