Mars was bright that year,
And reflected off the lonely lake,
As red as the belly of my upturned canoe.
I stood naked by the lapping waves,
Washing off the stale bug dope,
In the smoke from my campfire,
(The mosquitoes, too, were bad that year.)
The accusing war-god eye
Looked up from the dark water
And asked
“What if you broke an arm out here?”
I wanted so terribly to wholeheartedly adore him.

To break down my walls.
To lower my guard.
Dive headfirst into falling madly for him.

But I was no fool.

I knew that with every leap, came a landing

... and I can't say I was ready for the disaster that awaited me at the ground.
x.x H. Mars
(I wrote this for you, Josh)
MicMag 4d
"Pretty boring sunset"
"Those colors aren't so bright"
"Not gonna waste my time with this"
"Not much to see tonight"

And as the crowds drifted off
Expressing their dismay
I sat and watched the last light fade
Perfect ending to my day

Not a scene you'd likely see
In any picture frame
Nor find for sale on postcards
Nor bring an artist fame

But as I stared in silence
Twilight rolled across the sky
Revelation rolled right through my mind
How miniature am I

Though others turned their gaze away
When the sky refused to preen
Twas among the most magnificent
My eyes had ever seen
Nicole Feekes Jul 13
I can’t help who I am, all my truths that I reveal.
I’m an open coloring book. My thoughts are yours to steal.
My soul is inside out, can’t be anything but real.
My open heart is generous; not a wound that needs to heal
I will not apologize. I am not broken.
rob kistner Jul 10
(raw but real)
_

christ

another
disaster

another
obstacle

another
d­amned
impossible
decision

how
can I
decide
which way
to go
when
I don’t know
where the hell
I’m going

not sure
I know
what
it
is
I'm knowin'

barely know
where the fuck
I’ve been

gettin’
so hard
to
remember

with all
the
energy boosters
beta blockers
mood relaxers
and
sex enhancers

sedatives
and
laxatives
son’s a' bitchin’
poison
additives

health
providers
sanctioned
theives

l­ives
and minds
slaves
to big pharma

in
holy church
unholy
drama

deviant pastors
lyin' bastards
rapin'
in the name
of
god

I
mean

really

I just
don’t know
no
mo’

just don’t

think I’ll
just
sit here
on
my ass
and
watch
the
bio-altered
morally-faltered
cash-injected
flu-­infected
cell-updated
stimulated
oil-coated
over-bloated
computer­-aided
portfolio-raided
truth-twisted
iron-fisted
mind-expanded
e­motionally
stranded
flesh parade
go by

wanderin’ on

lost
as
mindless
spineless
sheep
can
be

lost as me

all
those
assholes
hurry by

like
they
got
someplace
to go

like they
got
some
important mission
that
they’re on

like
they got
someplace
to really
be

they don’t
know
what
it
even means
to be

here
now

hell
they ain’t
no place
to
begin with

nobodies
from
nowhere
goin'
no place

their
shiny shoes
don’t
fool me

I
can see
right through
their
crap

they’re just
runnin’
to
keep up

with whom
they
do not
know

runnin'
runnin’

runnin’ out
runnin’ down

runnin’ off
at
their
damned fool
mouth

expellin’
gas
from their
empty
heads
ruinin’
the ozone

and
still
they’re runnin’

runnin’
to outrace
the
wrinkles

runnin’
to outreach
the grave

runnin’ scared

terrified
to stop

for fear
reality
will catch up

scared
that all
they
ain’t
will overtake
them

face to face

while
they race
round
and round
like fools

rushin’
to get
more
of nuthin’
when
it’s nuthin’
that’s
got them

the nobodies
from no place
rushin’ roun’
with
nuthin’

‘cept
those
phony
shiny shoes

and
they’re
damned near
wore out
from runnin’

chasin’
the bullshit
dreams

security
equality
annuity
gratuity
equity
prospe­rity

guaranteed
increased
longevity

that phony
american dream
of
plenty

yeah
we
got plenty

plenty stress
and plenty
fear

plenty
liars
in
our
ear

and
we got
plenty belly

that’s
what
we got

obesity
anxiety
fabricated reality

and
fuckin’
worn out
shoes

worn out
nerves
worn out
friends
worn out
love
worn out lives

just plain
and
simple
wore out

and now

another
god damned
fork
in the
fuckin’ road

know
where you
can
stick
that fork

no

wait

better still

stick
that fork
in me

I’m done
_


rob kistner © 2018
A stream of consciousness rant.
Aa Harvey Jul 6
History Repeats Itself


America is the same as Britain:
Not enough good and too much bad.


I think we should actually listen to The United Nations,
If we really want peace in our time.
Do what thou wilst, for we are clearly ignorant,
To anything except The Law of Lies.


The laws of life?  
The Law of the Jungle is our only Bible in this time.
It’s a shame we didn’t think of the cost,
Before we committed the crime.


Our life time is just the same as the others:


History repeats itself!
History repeats itself!
History repeats itself!  
Revelation!  Discovery!
Go ahead and preach your own story.


If you ask me which faith you should follow,
I’ll simply give you a different answer, today and tomorrow.
For if you realize, what I have discovered,
Then you shall maybe have your own thoughts
And use your knowledge for guidance.


Have you own thoughts,
Understand what they thought they taught.
Then make yourself happy, by making them happy
And leave the pain to someone else.


The United Nations are the good guys;
They will save our world.
The USA and the UK
Cannot even see past their own borders.
If every other nation in the world joined the UN.
Would Britain and the USA say you’re all wrong…again?


(C)2011 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Tuning into God is like using the correct password
I once overheard a woman praying
She muttered Lord this and Lord that ... It was Lord all over the place
Suddenly I received a vision of someone writing a letter
Then casting it to the wind in hope that it will reach the correct recipient
Then I began to wonder, Lord who? Lord of what?
A title such as Mr. or Mrs. with no specific name attached
Then it dawned on me that so many words have been spoken to the wind
Blown away ... Lost in translation
The incorrect passwords
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit
Bingo!!! Password accepted and your supplication is submitted
Whether it will be granted or not is not for me to say
However, I have heard someone say "I don't believe in God anymore, because He did not heal my loved one"
Once again I received another revelation
Had God healed your loved one, what then?
Would you have expected them to live forever?
And if they didn't ... What then?
Would you have lost faith?
Do we not know instinctively
That the day you were born, you were one day closer to the the day you are destined to die
Therefore death is part of life ... It's not the end
Simply a transformation
A never ending cycle of beginnings and endings
Life to death
Death to life
And the cycle continues
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Lay down your arms
As the gathering starts.
It's futile, my friend,
Don't you see?
And pray to your gods
As the Bird of Death comes.
We're living in prophecy.
Brother
O Brother
Dear Brother
Sweet Brother,
I'll save you.
I'll fight you.
I will kill you.
At the gathering revelation.
K Harris Jun 8
I find it hard to be myself
But with you its effortless
Ive told you more than anyone
Truths about myself just fall out into the air
You didnt question it— an eating disorder
No concerns or shock just empty air
No real talk all day just short and sparce conversation
When it came time for you to sleep
You didnt say it back
This terrifies me
I need to see you
To make sure you look the same
If anything has changed
If I look different to your eyes
I dont think I could survive you hurting me
Please god dammit dont make me imagine it
My heart is so soft and I love you more than I could’ve imagined
Dont ask me why I’m crying just come over here and hold me
I see my scars and I see yours
Not matching but similar enough
I cant see in your mind or heart
I cant see who has hurt you
All I can see is how I hurt others and how they hurt me
I dont ever want to hurt you
You’ve trusted me
I dont want to do anything to lose that
So dont ask me why I’m crying just come over here and hold me
Gentle
You’ve been so gentle
In loving me
But the lack of verbalization suddenly scares me
I fear the worst
That you want something else
Or that you just dont want me
It stings my throat
Itching for some smoke to cleanse my fears
i wrote this 2 days before you broke up with me
guess i was right
I spy a cloud receding
Light trapped a while, then let go
My share,
         On my skin, sunshine walks

I am my heart
When it is beating
Where would I go
When it is not?

My little eye
It drinks the sky
Light trapped a while, then let go
My share
        In my head, are too many clocks

I am what I see
How I see, it keeps repeating
What would I do
If I weren't all tied up in knots?
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