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May 2015 · 348
ElectrAcute
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
In love with       Apathy,      

  Improvised       Indifference,

     Passion       Powerless,

        Readied,      To capitulate


                 turn to me
be gracious                    
              my heart             distressed


fists screaming
against a wall
imprisonment

The Cage

Loathe       Love  
      defend       surrender
demand       forgive  
pain       pain
pain

roaring

Have you any idea why?
a woman is like cortisol.

set me free                        
                        set yourself free
i wish i could                            
                                 who put you in there

you are my captor                                    
and conservator
yes i know this is chaotic, at least I abandoned prose for this.
May 2015 · 2.5k
Forgotten Thereafter
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
Sensation al
be it warm,
turn s lightly
frigid as

The moon,
in visible
spectrum by
reflection,

a s un
doing kindled
friend ships
lost to

Frigid
Forgotten
Fall a sea
May 2015 · 1.4k
Fear
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
Chain grasped in hand
my own hand

I can go nowhere

do nothing
Incapable

bounded by a chain

Chain clutched in head
my own head

I can never live

not until
Indepence

gained upon release
Fear,  the one thing that only has the power we give it.
May 2015 · 794
Untitled
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
Yugen pick your friends
Yugen try to please the world
Yugen never fail
Yugen be who you wanna be
Yugen contradict
Yugen be happy
Yugen steal my words

Yugen, you are
   On your own
Yugen read this poem
May 2015 · 760
Untitled
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
Alone  for a time
Aforetime isolated
A reflective dot
Haiku
May 2015 · 308
Untitled
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
Filled with rusty gold
groggy restlessness burns hot
wake to fevered thirst
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
I thought I'd post a poem today
though i know not what about

but then i heard the little bird say
tweet tweet gibberish harmony pout

I look around at all the bad poetry
and sigh with such relief

I'm glad that my words of maple tree
are eloquent beyond belief
collaboration poetry with ******-Delic
May 2015 · 602
Mentis Strepitus
Thomas Maltuin May 2015
No given thought
from one so young
of double speak
or triple tongue

I cradle thee
within my boughs
ignorant of
thy whats and hows

Jednom slomljena
ce jour, repare!
mia mente, la vuoto,
verloren geht, und wie!

'Twas scattered 'bout
now gathered glued
so yugen read
this thought subdued

if now a mess
no more to rhyme
you should have seen
this,
       aforetime
some nonsense poetry
if you make sense of it i'm proud of you
just for translating
Thomas Maltuin Apr 2015
The laggard

the sloth is so slow
his brain
busy
fighting itself
digging through

The paradox

fickle thing
false
and rightly so
we learn
not from

The answer

we learn
instead
from
mysterious
facts within

The logical abyss

do they become
true
or does the truth
lose itself
in the eye of

The beholder

in whose eyes
is desire
misguided
torn from
reality

The real prize
The paradox

The answer
The logical abyss

The beholder
and
The Laggard
A wedding from long ago examined in third person. An enigma. The truth yet simultaneously, nonsense.
Mar 2015 · 337
List of Lies
Thomas Maltuin Mar 2015
You can pick your friends

Your friends
will love you

as long as

you love them
you are nice to them
dress like them
and do what they say.

Your friend will be your friend,
granted you are a friend to them.


Love is a feeling

Love will
never hurt

love is nice

love will be
love when it is earned
or deserved
and desired.

Love will never tell lies,
unless you would rather hear them.
Mar 2015 · 780
Underscore
Thomas Maltuin Mar 2015
there it is
that reminder
something is missing
though i never had it

what is it
it was a plan
i thought anyway
a task i need to do
maybe it's not important

is it real
did it exist
maybe i'm broken
is this a metaphor
is this moment my whole life
a string of useless empty thoughts

another day
another underscore
why an underscore?
your thoughts...
Mar 2015 · 589
Once in a While
Thomas Maltuin Mar 2015
9:30
go to sleep

wake up
check the time

5:30
blink

7:30
blink again

10:30
day begins

coffee in
feel the same
wish I had some Nicotine...
though I could
getting up

Not important

i'm angry
no I'm not
Pessimistic?
that's not me
yes it is

Who am I

read some lit
maybe later
to feel (Blank)
where's the wife
did she cook

What's it mean

this must be
what I wished for
pray for Peace.
ignorant
of definition

I don't have 1

eat some tuna
feel the same
don't know how to Smile?
class starts soon
get it done

Maybe I'll just sit here

why am I angry
im not
mad Thoughts
without emotion
steady heart

Where was i

wish i could be myself
what's that anyway
nothings Right
nothing's wrong
nicotine

Didn't help either

did the world stop
while i slept
did i miss It.
am i black
or white

What's the difference

Maybe i'll play guitar

i didn't
maybe
(This)
is the real me
once in a while
Mar 2015 · 774
Protagony
Thomas Maltuin Mar 2015
Movement One
 
 
story    without    plot
  rhyme        no        reason
  they are beautiful               I embrace them     
   
though frivolous
 
perplexing
how
               you believe                they have meaning  
without existence      of     contrasting            
thought
 
 
 
 
Movement Two
 
would you part Gemini     or                                 
    hands     from 
                             their work
 
without water
land they till
becomes dull
mass of dirt
 
End of Statement
Not of song
 
     what lyric                  without voice
    has freewill                  without choice
must I
                list the meaningless               
forever
in
 
 
silence
 
 
 
 
Movem­ent Three
 
what is
harmony without
melody
paint without
canvass
medium without
foundation
 
What a thought!
true freedom
without direction
majestic for a moment
 
only a moment
 
the pitfall of
my unfinished labor
makeshift vanity
dissipated into
forgotten dreams
 
make no mistake
such creations
bear certain
appeal
 
yet unseen
essence draws
them
 into

 
the void
 
 
as memories
fragmented
in pieces
 
without one
final sliver
become
 
 
spare        change
 
 
on the table
 
overlooked
forgotten
though of value
upon assembly
 
 
 
 
Movement Four
 
what is a character                                          
                  without a tale?                                    
what is a novel                                                
           ­   without a soul                                 
                      to speak of    which was first    
                                        chicken or egg
                                             to those who say
                                         egg I say "nay"
                                                  a chicken will thrive
                                        without young
 
                                            the simple ellipse
                                             without a mother-
                                  hard-boiled
                              in a salad
 
together they are whole
the one gains life
the other lives
abundantly
 
The Grand Scheme!                           A Master Theme!     
can there be             
                    a creator without
 
creation
 
 
 
 
Movement Five**
 
Is a book worth writing without characters to fill it? or would it
be filled, with lands and backgrounds of ambiguity?
Is a person annulled without life to retell, or become a mannequin with
a simple, painted, face
 
p e r h a p s
 
                joy         within        the stories    
hardship and     experience    manifest          
    history and all           live           in footprints         
    |                         |    
        silhouettes dreamed  | the Identities |  in the wake                       
  |                         |  
of
 
The Protagonist
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