#button
sending out an SOS
a silent prayer
barely a breath.
Apr 11
Apr 11, 2026 at 9:42 AM UTC
There once was a man from New Guinea
Whose outty began as an inny:
He ate so much food
It began to protrude
While the rest of the fella stayed skinny.
May 5, 2025
May 5, 2025 at 3:11 AM UTC
the office ticks—
no windows, no escape.
his fingers twitch—
buttoning, unbuttoning—
a futile ritual,
like drowning in dry air.
she moves free,
a locket swinging—
he watches shadows,
grasping nothing.
coffee burns his throat,
machines judge in hums,
he is trapped
in endless small deaths,
a man unraveling
one button at a time.
Oct 13, 2025
Oct 13, 2025 at 11:55 AM UTC
If my metaphors
were pennies in a jar..
I would have
only a button
resting upon its side.
But though the holes
the sun does glimmer...
And four rainbows
birth from those
hollow moments of contemplation ...
We don't need riches to show
how colourful our words
can be..
But I do always wonder where the
button that held in my
analogies
popped off too.
As I'd eaten to many metaphors
before lunch..
Jul 3, 2020
Jul 3, 2020 at 5:29 PM UTC
Guided by something heavier
than a final notice or a dollar sign.
It's a power, not for profit,
that's respected silently, without a like button.
It tangles my hair in the stars
as I dream of places that feel like home,
but never visited.
It whispers the names of people
that I know I've loved in another life.
The world is on fire, but
I close my eyes and hear its music.
It hums. I follow.
The world is on fire, but
I dance in its glow.
Apr 14, 2020
Apr 14, 2020 at 4:58 AM UTC
It just keeps happening
I can hit the pause button as hard as I want
But it just keeps on repeating
Jan 31, 2020
Jan 31, 2020 at 5:12 PM UTC
let me pause
these daydreams,
and wake up to a reality
where it was never as it seems,
and you were never there to begin
Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 11:29 PM UTC
The first time I picked up a pen was for you,
They said I should write you a letter,
I did you one better
And sculpted my life in poem,
Wrote down my pains so you'd know them.
and sometimes you push "like".
Jun 16, 2019
Jun 16, 2019 at 4:00 AM UTC
The fact I can get it right away
The fact I can get it right away with the new version is better
The fact I can get it right away with the new version is better to be the first half of the year
The fact I can get it right away with the new version is better to be the first half of the year and I don't have a great way of the year
Jan 30, 2019
Jan 30, 2019 at 9:57 AM UTC
My grandmother gifted me a jar of buttons when I was little.
There were so many inside the jar that it was impossible she collected them by accident; impossible that she had collected them for the purpose of sewing old clothing back together.
Her button jar serves as a reminder to me, a reminder of how perfect she was that she never needed them to mend old shirts she had torn,
because she was too perfect to have torn any in the first place.
I wonder if she gave them to me on purpose, or on accident.
If she had given them to me as a keepsake of her, to show all she had collected,
Or as a precaution, because she knew I was going to need to mend so much of my future.
Dec 17, 2018
Dec 17, 2018 at 1:53 PM UTC
If there was a button to erase existence...
Good memories
Bad memories
All that lives within existence
Everything you care and lack care about
Gone and devalued...
Would you press it?
Dec 6, 2018
Dec 6, 2018 at 5:58 PM UTC
There once was a woman with thumbs;
thought everyone's poems were dumb.
She'd click on the "like" with a vampire's strike,
till her ego was comfortably numb!
Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 2:51 PM UTC
Almost asleep when my phone ticked;
'A notification,' it says.
Your name was there, you liked my photo.
And my stomach drowned in butterflies—
Scratch that—moths, surely they're moths.
Stronger, buzzier, like your power
To occupy and stay in my brain
With that single heart emoji beside your name.
Thinking that the double tap
Is as if you love me just the same.
Aug 6, 2018
Aug 6, 2018 at 12:42 PM UTC
Let me flick your bean
Till you grow peas
Of ecstacy.
And I swallow everyone
Moistly.
May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 6:30 PM UTC
I click every moment
without any memories
Just click one button
it captures the moment
Feeling bored
WAIT
I click the button
expressing myself like I lost
because I just click
the wrong button ..........
Dec 8, 2017
Dec 8, 2017 at 10:08 AM UTC
a button is flicked
managing to turn you on
do you see the light
Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 7:31 AM UTC
My home is in a vintage tin
Belonged to your great grandma
With many other varied breeds
Our cousins sorted into jars
I'm often fastened up tight
In British stiff collared fashion
Occasionally burst off
When shirts are ripped open
In the haste of frisky passion
In my other guise
When I am tapped
I connect you worldwide
My neighbour form words and stories
Whilst I encrypt some code for spies.
Machinery, you really need me
To start and then to stop
To raise alarm bells
And when pressed call the cops
I'm a round reminder
Of how life began
Innie or outie and proud
Of how mum's body nurtured your
In utero life-span
Dangerous in the wrong hands
I must be closely guarded
For if you press me
World war three
Could easily be started
Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 1:15 PM UTC
I was awoken far to early it was dam near seven o clock in the evening .
The noise was insane then I finally turned off the music .
****** my four legged amigo truly needed to lay off the death metal
besides who wants to wake up to the spice girls really?
It was then I herd the crash as bottles flew from the wall.
****** did a big girl ****
I looked outside trees were falling the wind was blowing worse
than some teen age girls backstage at a Justin Bieber concert .
**** my ******* neighbor went flying by and was impaled on a tree hey this ****** up weather wasn't all that bad .
I went outside to see if I could help or finish him off and see if he had any money on him.
Duh like I'm going to help that *****
He? wakes me up every morning going to his silly job and calls me a drunken pervert cause I hit on his girlfriend look telling someone they have awesome **** is a compliment okay.
Hey Chris how are ya bud .?
Well being I'm impaled on your tree and have a garden gnome up my *** pretty ******* bad you idiot!
Well somebody's in a grouchy mood and Chris you can keep the gnome amigo hey whatever kind of ***** ***** your into is okay I'm mean sure your a ******* freak and I will probably tell all the world about you
But hey that's cause I'm a drunken perverted ******** .
But enough about my good quality's.
What the hell are you doing here you idiot!
Don't you know there's a mandatory evacuation going on cause of the hurricane?
I was confused by what this strange ***** impaled on my tree was saying.
That and I didn't know what mandatory meant maybe it was some strange ****** term ******* ****** .
Look man I don't swing that way okay that was just something I did for money once okay don't judge me.
What the **** are talking about you crazy ******* !
Honestly Chris sometimes I don't even know **** man its real windy out today .
That's cause there's a hurricane coming you idiot .
Oh well that would explain the wind You know Chris your a real ***** but besides that you really are observant .
Well nice talking to you amigo I got to have a couple cocktails
watch some ***** movies I like to think of it as part of my creative
process have fun hanging around.
I was walking away as my annoying ******** neighbor called out .
Aren't you forgetting something you crazy *******
****** I really was slipping I thought to myself as I pulled out my trusty knife .
What the hell Man!
Look Chris I got to **** you or you'll turn its only right duh
haven't you seen the walking dead ******* ?
Hey by the way being your going to be dead and all can I have your girlfriend ?
What the hell is wrong with you I'm not a zombie you idiot
I'm alive I'm just impaled on your ******* tree .
Yeah that's what they all say then next thing you know you have turned
and we got you and all your zombie buddies trying to bite my *** .
Please .
Was the last thing my ******* neighbor said well that and ouch as I plunged the knife into his skull I really felt bad he was not such a a bad kid.
I'm kidding he was a **** and now that the end of the world was coming you had to look out for yourself .
But enough with the foreplay children.
Me and my loyal talking dog slash whatever the **** he was were about to light up a joint and pour are first round when everything went black.
Much like radio these days.
It was then it hit me what Chris had said.
The wind him flying through air holy **** ****** a hurricane is
coming.
I screamed a manly scream and did what any strong male writer would do cried and hid under the bed with a bottle of Jack Daniels and my talking dog ****** .
**** man why didn't I ever watch the news ?
Cause your always watching **** ******* .
****** spoke .
Why the hell didn't you tell me this was happening if you knew ******
Cause I have to watch what you watch ******* I don't have any hands .
Now stop being a ***** and lets get out of here .
What !
Have you lost your mind there's a storm out there .
Yeah and half the people have left this place and wont be back for awhile its party time you scared *****
I thought to myself its hell being talked down to by someone who eats crap out in the front yard but he had a point .
This hurricane was terrible people had to abandon there homes .
And all there awesome stuff and it was simply going to go to waste duh
why not break in and enjoy it for them It's what Jesus would do.
I don't mean that guy in the book I mean that dude who works down at the garage and drives a low rider .
Course he was a ex con once meant he really knew a lot about life
and how to hide things up his **** true wisdom .
Me and ****** were off we drove around till we found the most awesome house that just happened to be sheriffs house .
It was totally kick *** we drank kick *** top shelf whiskey smoked some good **** and other drugs that ***** had taken from me over the years .
Not that I do drugs I'm kidding I'm ****** up now how do you think I come up with this ****
We went through house after house eat real food something actual writers can seldom afford duh like this **** pays.
The storm raged through the night .
Trees fell but being I was higher than Jesus I could truly give a **** hamsters.
It seemed like days bled into weeks we drank and lived as kings .
Played fun games like indoor target practice .
I was bout ready to call it a night and curl up with my favorite girl
Evan Williams .
When all the sudden some strange man was yelling at me in my own house .
What the **** are you doing here and why did your dog crap in my bathtub.
Excuse me Larry this is a simple misunderstanding Cindy may I say you have a marvelous rack I said to the woman standing at his side .
How the hell do you know are names ?
Duh cause of those awesome home movies you made on that video camera that was still charged up after you left.
The woman's face flushed red.
Oh my God Larry I told you we shouldn't have filmed that!
Hey I have to say miss the way you handled that three way with the two dwarfs well it is truly ******* awesome man you two people are freaks .
My new buddy Larry must be so happy cause he couldn't even speak he just shook with happiness .
His wife didn't even look at me well I have that effect on women .
Hey I was thinking you know I love the arts myself I'm thinking Cindy me some drinks that kick *** hot tub not the other one ****** took a crap in sorry bout that he just lacks culture unlike myself .
It was then Larry flipped out using his outdoor voice indoors he grabbed me by the throat I screamed **** cause I yet again forgot my trusty **** whistle dam you hurricane!
I was thrown down the stairs I was beaten I swear you housesit without asking go through peoples home ***** movies and your dog takes a crap in there tub and they blow it all out of proportion .
Guess I wasn't going to be getting a tip ungrateful ******** !
The Hurricane had torn up this small island were I lived and apparently vandals had broken into peoples houses and stolen most all the ***** in there houses how terrible.
I made my way back to my trusty bar poured me a drink and sat on my favorite stool.
**** Gonz you made it out of there I was truly worried for you.
****** said as he turned on the blender .
Yeah he couldn't change the channel but he could talk and mix drinks something just wasn't right with that picture course he was from Kentucky .
Yeah no thanks to you .
You little ******* !
Hey boss don't be mad I got something for you as he placed the the video camera on the table.
I had to lighten up the power was back on we had stayed drunk through such harsh times and got some freaky home movies from those weirdos we house sat for.
I took a sip of the margarita toasted my little friend.
Well bud we made it after all.
We spent the night as all others before drinking are livers silly
cutting bad jokes telling ****** up stories like these that make you wonder when the **** they will ever end .
Until next time hamsters .
Stay Crazy
Gonzo
Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 5:01 AM UTC
Some people
I know
need a
"mute" button
installed immediately
Jun 29, 2016
Jun 29, 2016 at 10:16 PM UTC
Click
The room brightens
Twist
I can see better
Push
The monsters in the closet are gone
Turn
I can relax now
The dark is light
With a button or ****
Changing my whole perspective
Of the room
Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 1:37 AM UTC
Hello poets and hello love,
Remember my belly button,
It had some fuzz,
Hilarious myth
That was actually true,
I was selfish the years I had with you.
I'm sorry.
I want to start completely anew,
And love every second of all that you do.
I want to learn what's all in your head,
The nights after work as we lay in our bed,
Every minute apart is completely a waste,
I dream and wish and pray for those days.
May 1, 2016
May 1, 2016 at 12:57 AM UTC
I drifted off to sleep last night
and awoke so far away
in a place where things are right
and lost things go to stay.
I found my book from second grade
that I swore was left on the bus.
And I found the diamond earrings
Granddad gave to me with trust.
I saw the second button from
a jumper made of plaid.
And the glass eye
I believe Blue Bear once had.
I walked around for hours,
but then the deepest sorrow sank through
For the in the far left corner
there
sat
you.
Sep 24, 2015
Sep 24, 2015 at 12:47 PM UTC
Stand by your oath and release what they're supposed to see
Because I don't like living in a dark, twisted , fantasy
We're not here to end the peace
So let's go back and let our evil decease
Press the button
Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 11:44 PM UTC