"centless" poems - Hello Poetry

charcoal smudges and indistinct hazes of darkness phrases laced in harshness harnessed and armed with my conviction addiction to truth even when sharp enough to harm you disarm you dis-arm dismember sever limb from limb tongue from clever whim from quipped retort designed to thwart off the largest offender up wind down wind I don't remember really the direction from whence one came nor name nor much anything other than charcoal smudges and indistinct hazes of darkness phrases laced in harshness harnessed and armed with my conviction addiction to truth even when sharp enough to harm you disarm you dis-arm dismember sever limb from limb the smother hot tension seething wriggling writhing ringing in my head sirens throwing up red flags at catch phrases stated like razor blades repeated like mantras she said she said he said they them, my head they said I was lonely they said I was weak i think i thought I believed they loved me someone told me I wasn't worth a cent or sense or that I had no sense or that I was nonsense all of it I think I thought all of it I tense, became tense I tensed over overwhelming disapproval even at a distance for my depreciating assets the expense of my existence my penance for loving myself when it so inconvenienced those I was living around was letting myself think I was worthless forgetting how to count senseless centless arbitrary I have digressed I guess this is all jumbled concept an attempt to recreate the conception of my desecration of the crumbling of my foundation of the ashes left when they, when she,when all of them broke inside my head to watch the walls burn from the inside out ashes and charcoal smudges with indistinct hazes of darkness phrases laced in harshness harnessed and armed with my conviction addiction to truth even when sharp enough to harm you disarm you dis-arm dismember sever limb from limb sin from sin self from worth you hurt me they hurt me I hurt myself because I believed you were telling me the truth. I became dark charcoal smudges and indistinct hazes of darkness phrases laced in harshness harnessed and armed with my conviction addiction to truth even when sharp enough to harm you disarm you dis-arm dismember sever limb from limb kin from kin i'm gone now. think of me as charcoal.

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Jun 15, 2015

Jun 15, 2015 at 2:36 AM UTC

best-to-remain-unnamed

charcoal

charcoal smudges and indistinct hazes of darkness phrases laced in harshness harnessed and armed with my conviction addiction to truth even when sharp enough to harm you disarm you dis-arm dismember sever limb from limb tongue from clever whim from quipped retort designed to thwart off the largest offender up wind down wind I don't remember really the direction from whence one came nor name nor much anything other than charcoal smudges and indistinct hazes of darkness phrases laced in harshness harnessed and armed with my conviction addiction to truth even when sharp enough to harm you disarm you dis-arm dismember sever limb from limb the smother hot tension seething wriggling writhing ringing in my head sirens throwing up red flags at catch phrases stated like razor blades repeated like mantras she said she said he said they them, my head they said I was lonely they said I was weak i think i thought I believed they loved me someone told me I wasn't worth a cent or sense or that I had no sense or that I was nonsense all of it I think I thought all of it I tense, became tense I tensed over overwhelming disapproval even at a distance for my depreciating assets the expense of my existence my penance for loving myself when it so inconvenienced those I was living around was letting myself think I was worthless forgetting how to count senseless centless arbitrary I have digressed I guess this is all jumbled concept an attempt to recreate the conception of my desecration of the crumbling of my foundation of the ashes left when they, when she,when all of them broke inside my head to watch the walls burn from the inside out ashes and charcoal smudges with indistinct hazes of darkness phrases laced in harshness harnessed and armed with my conviction addiction to truth even when sharp enough to harm you disarm you dis-arm dismember sever limb from limb sin from sin self from worth you hurt me they hurt me I hurt myself because I believed you were telling me the truth. I became dark charcoal smudges and indistinct hazes of darkness phrases laced in harshness harnessed and armed with my conviction addiction to truth even when sharp enough to harm you disarm you dis-arm dismember sever limb from limb kin from kin i'm gone now. think of me as charcoal.

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Expect the foliage Establish a sense for the centless. These, and other low-sodium snacks will be cast upon by lukewarm multitudes As harbingers of a legume reckoning

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Jan 14, 2011

Jan 14, 2011 at 12:10 AM UTC

james-shasha

Untitled

Expect the foliage Establish a sense for the centless. These, and other low-sodium snacks will be cast upon by lukewarm multitudes As harbingers of a legume reckoning

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Oh, that I were a wish Whose well be barren. This life’s unyielding pain, Would have fared itself far greater than, Spring-- That blooms in December. A waterfall, Whose stream never thickens. A bird, Whose chirping be dated. Oh yes! That I were a wishing well, Whose penny be centless. A man, Whose made-for match, never be fated. A father. A mother. A fallen leaf. An earthly womb, unconsumed.

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Mar 31, 2012

Mar 31, 2012 at 3:49 PM UTC

m-summit

A Wish For The Well

Oh, that I were a wish Whose well be barren. This life’s unyielding pain, Would have fared itself far greater than, Spring-- That blooms in December. A waterfall, Whose stream never thickens. A bird, Whose chirping be dated. Oh yes! That I were a wishing well, Whose penny be centless. A man, Whose made-for match, never be fated. A father. A mother. A fallen leaf. An earthly womb, unconsumed.

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