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Anya Jul 2018
I am
Me
You are
You
We are
We
They are
They
And that is that
Bryce Jun 2018
Kawasaki revving on a long 5 *******
screaming pipe, watching from behind
a beautiful carousel of red and blue
flashing between my eyes

All along these tired roads
between the wandering streams cutting daily into the sediment
eroding the trust of those ancient riverbanks
exposing the bodies laid to dust

Those great crackling xylophones
marimba of memory and curdled blood
Screaming now, cracking between the gunshots
like bones
Souls forever past it

No forgiveness, no chance
No indictment on a ruddy road

I fall off my bike, skid a mile or two
feel the deep earth grind my skin,
tempting me with heat and a sweet goodbye
a challenge I'll never win

I skid past the officer in a ditch,
hole in his head and a clipboard ripped in two
Poor man, back with the sediment
wrapped in a carpet of beige and mud
all we've ever done

I'm not sure what I'd have said
As I slid past on my way to death
where the Appalachia slammed into Africa
saying we were all in this together
once before
as dinosaurs

So how are we any different then?

Bunch of stardust
and Sediment
Acting like winners
and consumed by lust
for dust and rocks
a part of us
Leading back our dark descent

Kawasaki flips and implodes in a ball of combustibles
behind me the sky explodes into red
and fire of passion deep in our star
of hearts, I know we'll all be the same then
empty of body, devoid of toys
stripped of lies, those knowledgeable clothes
and return to perfect Eden
where dirt and earth are us,
and dust we discriminate
obliterate into the neverend
(as imagined by this lumpenproletariat)

When no bigger then innocuous,
     ** hum, happy go lucky
     generic black whole
     sonny and cher full pinhead size zit,
thine pluperfect promising
     mysterious seat of pants whodunnit

     wordlessly wise wedded
     waywardness writ partly apportioned,
     thru totally tubular fluted circumcised
test tossed truly valued throned
     kingdom come emancipation *******,
     released special ops assigned prickly role

     donning spermatozoa swimsuit
owning papas hurtling
     traversing repertoire,
     noteworthy inherent pistol unit
flesh gun firing off biologic
     gum-shun reproductive script,

within zygote, sans courtesy
     squirt of flagellating
     fostering nanobyte superior vicesquad
     programmed fed tidbit,
stalwart sea men meted brooked shield
Dickensian gonadal mutual friend,

     whence gamete extolled finesse,
     (yet tubby revealed
     many a chromosomal trait)
     didst undergird uber reproductive
     up the down staircase
     reinforced by microscopic balustrade,

     yielding one ova Eggland's Best soffit
     rendering (unto Cesaer...)
     **** like magic fusion,
     whereby exiting fallopian tube
     deposition met fertilization,
     hence embryonic initiation

     wrought wondrous ultimately vibrant blastocyst
     triggered uterine settlement,
     ripely channeling
     tree men das transition
signaling ovulation to taper off,
    yet not entirely quit

fertilization triggered secretion,
     analogous quasi
     pollination process, qua gossiped
     biochemical romantic tidbit
     activated via powerful
     ****** popgun "hello kitty" visit,

milky dollop hormone
     exquisite in utero exposition,
     human female body electric
     generated chorionic gonadotrophin (hCG),
official warrant issued
     drafting subsequent surfeit

secretion spured double helix spin off
     flawlessly choreographed
     following impregnation,
     whereby molecular sized blueprints
amazingly graceful processes
     promulgated propensities

     prospecting proven
     (survival of the fittest) atavistic properties
     concentrated subatomic activity
engendered secure ankh cur,
     where wick keel lee reader rabbit
burrowed within amniotic

     filled sac didst outwait
nine month journey,
     a real swell gambit
for mother and child,
     thence bundle of joy
     exited birth canal.
Tyler Roberts Jun 2018
Don't do drugs, please
Just give them to me
I promise that
I'm right here

And if in someone's
Strength
You need to plead
I promise that
I'm right here

I don't wish for the end
Truly I am content
I look in the mirror
And I'm right here

No matter how it ends
I don't think it's up to me
You still have a friend
I promise that
I'm right here

I took two pills
And I just hope that
They don't make me
Feel

The last thing I want
Is to tell the difference
Between my dreams
And what's
Real

In my dreams
All my dead friends
Are here
A simple hello
From your lost voices
Is all I wish to
Hear

Truly
I know
I had a
Friend

You're all right here
Dylan Wheatley Jun 2018
Take your bucket
Shiny and new,
Over to the spicket.
Now,
Try and turn it on,
Get all the water
You can
Sometimes,
It’s going to be
A nice stream
Other times
Drops,
If anything.
Now,
Don’t be alarmed
We’ve all been there.
Now,
Sometimes,
You can’t bring yourself
To carry the bucket
So take a rag,
Wet it all you’re willing
Back to the bucket
Squeeze in what you can
Rinse
Repeat
Until
Satisfaction.
Sometimes,
There will be too much water
All at once
The bucket
Will fill
Will overflow
Will spill.

Take a breath,
In
Out
Take a step back
Reclaim
The situation
Make the bucket
Yours again.
It’s only a bucket afterall
Right?

My advice?
Don’t show off
The bucket
It’s yours
Only yours
And no one else cares.

What they care about?
How you use the bucket.
To nourish
Or
To horde.
Dylan Wheatley Jun 2018
I am not lazy
I don’t think I can change the world
I don’t think about the spice girls
I am not a hypocrite
I don’t hate my body
I don’t think I’m gaudy
I am not depressed
I don’t lie to my friends
I don’t worry about my end
I am not dumb
I don’t compare myself to others
I don’t worry that I’m a bother
I am not a liar
I didn’t steal this idea from a song
Colm Jun 2018
Remeber when we were young?
When we thought we could light the world on fire with our tongues?
When we could lose ourselves in one another and we didn't care?
About anything...
So young
So dumb
So young, so dumb compared to he
Elizabethanne Jun 2018
Daughter,
You were born on a battle field.
Forged from years of hunger for more
From the dream of women who couldn't stay contained-
You have wildfire eyes.
100 years of insult and mockery as armour
Do not let them down.
Scream so loud
That it can be heard across the killing field-
Scream until you can hear it echoed back by your sisters.
Together,
Proud and ready
You could lead us into victory.

- they tell us we are weak
- We use their bones to clean out our teeth
hepirain Jun 2018
tell him,
that i missed him so bad
i missed when we
could wasted time together.
you know what the sad is?
there is no more "we"
just,
you and i.
every time i see the clouds, the moon, the stars and  the sky i think about you.
Ash Jun 2018
If you can't see
anything beautiful about yourself
get a better mirror
look a little closer
(I see my big blue eyes lol)
but just
stare a little longer
because there is something inside you
that made you keep trying
despite everyone who told you to quit
you built a cast around your broken heart
and signed it yourself
you signed it
"they are wrong"
For only you
will ever know your worth
so stare a little longer
because
"they are wrong"
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