#batteries - Hello Poetry

the night cares and we are it's batteries it licks us like a daring child and the night avian raptors are tufted and their prey is energized and the chase/escape scenario is a burly-hurly flight night and the trees push around the winds and breath is the current of life and the furnaces tick down and an unreal peeling of the church human bells (calling the hour or the faithful to prayer) aids my constructive dreaming bleed chimney awoke the night licks me like a daring child licking a battery but caring also like a cat removing the amniotic sac from it's newborn

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Dec 22, 2023

Dec 22, 2023 at 3:08 PM UTC

neth-jones

c h i m n e y

the night cares and we are it's batteries it licks us like a daring child and the night avian raptors are tufted and their prey is energized and the chase/escape scenario is a burly-hurly flight night and the trees push around the winds and breath is the current of life and the furnaces tick down and an unreal peeling of the church human bells (calling the hour or the faithful to prayer) aids my constructive dreaming bleed chimney awoke the night licks me like a daring child licking a battery but caring also like a cat removing the amniotic sac from it's newborn

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Have we got enough batteries? Because what I’m hoping for from Santa requires at least four of the fat ones plus four of the thin ones for the remote? And remember last year when he forgot? And I cried? For hours? So, have we got enough? Mum’s face suggests that more than batteries are drained.

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Dec 15, 2020

Dec 15, 2020 at 2:27 AM UTC

drunkenkind

15th

Have we got enough batteries? Because what I’m hoping for from Santa requires at least four of the fat ones plus four of the thin ones for the remote? And remember last year when he forgot? And I cried? For hours? So, have we got enough? Mum’s face suggests that more than batteries are drained.

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I thought that you loving me would be automatic, but when I read your label, I realized it said batteries not included.

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Nov 4, 2019

Nov 4, 2019 at 8:32 PM UTC

ATouchOfPoetry

Batteries Not Included

I thought that you loving me would be automatic, but when I read your label, I realized it said batteries not included.

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i'm constantly stuck between bones and blood and amphetamines i keep thinking that i can have it all if i just find the right scene and i can see toxic thoughts like toxic waste contaminating the oceans of my mind a bitter aftertaste, a better nursery rhyme the glowing eyes of my demons reflecting off the blade of a knife and the half smiling rings on the coffee table are the only things keeping me company at night i never thought i'd ever describe pain as "bright" "vibrant" "almost warm in the right light" i'm stuck here, falling apart a glass object breaking in slow motion becoming bones before tomorrow starts fissures turn to fractures, an explosion kids these days call that abstract art who i am hates who i used to be, and who i was always wanted to be this a human typewriter who knows how everyone's stories begin and end a tree limb that never breaks, only bends the back end of a horse a street with a dead-end a best friend a godsend wind me up and watch me pretend turning circles and spitting up my heart on my bedroom floor. "this is as good as it gets, my friend."

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Dec 9, 2017

Dec 9, 2017 at 2:58 PM UTC

h0spice

nodus tollens

i'm constantly stuck between bones and blood and amphetamines i keep thinking that i can have it all if i just find the right scene and i can see toxic thoughts like toxic waste contaminating the oceans of my mind a bitter aftertaste, a better nursery rhyme the glowing eyes of my demons reflecting off the blade of a knife and the half smiling rings on the coffee table are the only things keeping me company at night i never thought i'd ever describe pain as "bright" "vibrant" "almost warm in the right light" i'm stuck here, falling apart a glass object breaking in slow motion becoming bones before tomorrow starts fissures turn to fractures, an explosion kids these days call that abstract art who i am hates who i used to be, and who i was always wanted to be this a human typewriter who knows how everyone's stories begin and end a tree limb that never breaks, only bends the back end of a horse a street with a dead-end a best friend a godsend wind me up and watch me pretend turning circles and spitting up my heart on my bedroom floor. "this is as good as it gets, my friend."

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I get to look at self, through messages you conveyed A higher meaning that resonates with each song played So I would like to take this opportunity to give thanks Before I walk the plank to take another dip in this think tank Okay. When I was just a little me I noticed those around living unhappily. It was something I knew I never wanted to be But now I sit, blindsided by my misery Drearily demeaning, cigarette breathing Heating up the glass til it cracks With no admittance, cuz that requires taking off the mask. Haphazardly grappling, maybe it's better to be bashing the image Livin with a grimace, wondering how long until this timeline is finished. Dinner was delicious but I'm sick of eating the dead. Makes you wonder how that haunted biology ***** with your head. Quit my job, and now I rarely leave the house. Quiet as a mouse until ego decides to come around. No verbal notions but words bounce off my skull. How did I decide to let my light get this dull? The reservoir is full, but the pollutants keep it from being used. Much like a body that's been abused and refuses to stand despite having the chance. A delicate dance between what's real and what's not. You behavior can directly grow or shrink blood clots. Lost the plot in a Milwaukee pothole, only realized now I had forgotten. Healthy seeds were dropped But I stopped taking care of self and grew some tainted crops. Just wanna talk to pops, and other like minds that will cry realizing their own props to the stage subconsciously set. Blessed to have made it to this point, but on the opposite side of the coin we're closer to death. Cousin of sleep cousin of sleep, haven't found any happiness even inside my dreams. Inaudible screams, beam into my brain. The house has been extra noisey lately that or I'm going insane. I fear not. Forward into the unknown We'll find home even if we go it alone. So long as you remember you're more than your bones. "Do you feel better now?" I don't know

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Oct 2, 2016

Oct 2, 2016 at 1:51 PM UTC

Dreamstate528

Quiet

I get to look at self, through messages you conveyed A higher meaning that resonates with each song played So I would like to take this opportunity to give thanks Before I walk the plank to take another dip in this think tank Okay. When I was just a little me I noticed those around living unhappily. It was something I knew I never wanted to be But now I sit, blindsided by my misery Drearily demeaning, cigarette breathing Heating up the glass til it cracks With no admittance, cuz that requires taking off the mask. Haphazardly grappling, maybe it's better to be bashing the image Livin with a grimace, wondering how long until this timeline is finished. Dinner was delicious but I'm sick of eating the dead. Makes you wonder how that haunted biology ***** with your head. Quit my job, and now I rarely leave the house. Quiet as a mouse until ego decides to come around. No verbal notions but words bounce off my skull. How did I decide to let my light get this dull? The reservoir is full, but the pollutants keep it from being used. Much like a body that's been abused and refuses to stand despite having the chance. A delicate dance between what's real and what's not. You behavior can directly grow or shrink blood clots. Lost the plot in a Milwaukee pothole, only realized now I had forgotten. Healthy seeds were dropped But I stopped taking care of self and grew some tainted crops. Just wanna talk to pops, and other like minds that will cry realizing their own props to the stage subconsciously set. Blessed to have made it to this point, but on the opposite side of the coin we're closer to death. Cousin of sleep cousin of sleep, haven't found any happiness even inside my dreams. Inaudible screams, beam into my brain. The house has been extra noisey lately that or I'm going insane. I fear not. Forward into the unknown We'll find home even if we go it alone. So long as you remember you're more than your bones. "Do you feel better now?" I don't know

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I was thinking.... Maybe humans are More like our Devices Than we realize You see, We can die inside All we want And it's no big deal No one really cares But also, As long as We are physically alive All we need Is for someone To replace our batteries

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Jun 12, 2015

Jun 12, 2015 at 9:36 PM UTC

nicole-dawn

Batteries

I was thinking.... Maybe humans are More like our Devices Than we realize You see, We can die inside All we want And it's no big deal No one really cares But also, As long as We are physically alive All we need Is for someone To replace our batteries

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Control Like love Is indifferent To race, color or age I see upright monkeys With honed, lunatic, pestilent Expressions Around endless corners living out- and hosing down somberly- Frequency dreams Battery life sputter drains that whip with sardonic torment- Beat with blood-bathed smiles Laughing to slow vertiginous rhythm in captivating faces Take, take, take- To receive such an empty promise And I've lost interest in this silent war We've constructed so dizzily

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Feb 18, 2015

Feb 18, 2015 at 4:22 PM UTC

casey-carter

Batteries and Careers

Control Like love Is indifferent To race, color or age I see upright monkeys With honed, lunatic, pestilent Expressions Around endless corners living out- and hosing down somberly- Frequency dreams Battery life sputter drains that whip with sardonic torment- Beat with blood-bathed smiles Laughing to slow vertiginous rhythm in captivating faces Take, take, take- To receive such an empty promise And I've lost interest in this silent war We've constructed so dizzily

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We are quite like batteries, Odd thing you see, It needs energy needs some time to recharge, It is so small yet so powerful, A battery can make something work, Just like how we want to run our world, It has capabilities much like ours, Comes in different sizes, In different colours and packs, Batteries have a positive and negative side, Just like us, Don't tell me I'm nuts? Or am I just using everything in plain sight as a metaphor, Putting everything on a pedestal?

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Aug 7, 2014

Aug 7, 2014 at 1:47 PM UTC

tabitha-A

Batteries

We are quite like batteries, Odd thing you see, It needs energy needs some time to recharge, It is so small yet so powerful, A battery can make something work, Just like how we want to run our world, It has capabilities much like ours, Comes in different sizes, In different colours and packs, Batteries have a positive and negative side, Just like us, Don't tell me I'm nuts? Or am I just using everything in plain sight as a metaphor, Putting everything on a pedestal?

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