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Chloe Perkins May 2013
I hope I never die

Part of me wants to be there to watch humanity collapse in on itself. I want to see the world destroy itself. Whenever that might be.  I want to be alive until the end of time, and meet new interesting people the whole time. I hope I never die, so I can see what the future for us holds. I’m a much too curious person.


I hope I die sooner rather than later.

Sometimes things get to be too much for me, and all I want is to die. Right there. Right then. On a whim. I don’t care what people say about me. They’ll say I’m just another one of those depressed teenagers who took her own life out of selfishness. I don’t care. Everyone’s entitled to their own opinion, no matter how ****** it is. I just don’t want to be alive to watch the few people that I actually love just deteriorate. I’m not ready for that. I’m not sure if I ever will be.
Alex Apples Feb 2010
I hate writing about feelings
Or abstracts rather
Give me concrete
Give me senses and vision
Metaphoricals, actions
Comparatives speak louder
Instead of mewling about love
Or dreaming or fear
My preference is nausea
Aching, touching
Colors, textures, responses
Words that put pain to the thing
Not the thing itself
The impression of the thing
The breathing
The bleeding
Not the creature
Not merely saying it is alive
For you aren't obliged
To believe me
If I don't believe it myself
Aaron LaLux Jul 2016
Life’s A Trip


Fumbling through the darkness,
reaching for a hand to hold,
you find it entwine it,
give a final squeeze then let go…

We,
all,
let,
go.

Rhythmic patterns of colors of feelings,
we’re dizzy no reason spinning and reeling,
back fade to black heart attack of the most harmless kind,
well maybe not harmless but gentle at least and kind,

I’m,

fumbling through the darkness,
reaching for a hand to hold,
I find it entwine it,
give a final squeeze then let go,

the most,
liberal boa constrictor,
not left wing or conservative,
heart beats the soundtrack,
there is no other narrative,
comparative,
to comparatives,
but comparatives are only relative,
when heart beats are the narrative,

dare to give,
dare to get,
live your life,
this is it,

find some time,
get a grip,
finally find your footing,
right before you slip,

trip,
tripping,
falling through the darkness,

fumbling,
reaching,
searching for a hand to hold,

you find it,
entwine it,
give it a final squeeze then just let go…

∆ Aaron La Lux ∆

Volume 1
The H Trilogy
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So not only are you getting an epic book of poetry,
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What say you on the matter?

For,
To say the Pilgrims were not of the Americas,
Or thereby American,
Is False.

For,
To say the life force is not moving, pulsing,
Or thereby alive,
Is Wrong.

For,
To vocalize a sonnet as written,
And not vary tone or infliction from line to line,
Or to sing the Song of Madness.
But not feel the grimy groove,
Is flat out and most indescribably improper and in dire need of revision.

But to break off from the meter,
In travels that lead on out,
Progressing into a voyage of the vastly uncharted,

Is to paint a magnificent beauty,
Or write a tale with uncanny comparatives to a Huck.

And to forthwith stand from the bow of the vessel, not the stern, to say when they say, “Nay.”

From the start, on the breaking dawn of this episode, a new life seemed only natural to resurrect;
A chapter to rewrite that had too long needed a rewrite.
And so perceived and attempted it was.

Then, from the inner yearnings, came a need to profess what so vividly troubled.
But in unsure footings, the tongue could not confess.
But in undone attire, the feet would not uphold.
Repressed.
Halt!

The body comes to rest.
Lain upon the threshing block, to gather.
And preface a proclamation of the more just cause.
Ideals certain to be less casually fit than their predecessors’.
An ultimate theory of outlook.

Thus, this is my prelude, to the coming of age battle, and my constitution.
With most sincerity, this is what I proclaim.

The Right of Understanding.
—The act that in any case, every account and depiction of any story and thereby situation, should be heard, allotted, marked, and understood in full. It should stand, unbiased, before all, prior to any fore coming or hasty decision: the act of listening without interpretation by a lonely mind; of not intruding upon or giving up immoral ground in adherence to a person; of not spreading hell, nor involving the uninvolved in personal matters; of letting people share both the tangible and intangible, without hesitation, or living in fear being persecuted and/or misrepresented; and the understanding of every individual soul.—
The Right of Understanding.

The Right of Albatross.
—The act of grieving over loses, and accepting that things will not be the same. The act that time is so deathly important in revival that the absence of its constant equilibrium will cause damage; of stability in the face of fear, whatever that may be, or the fear that is eminent and sure to catch us all in its foot snares; of compassion to the suffering and those who have lost it all but continue to rise again and prove the statistics, kept and known only by the creator, wrong; and of being unsettled in the grey areas. For no one soul can truly ever make it alone.—
The Right of Albatross.

The Right of Acerbity.
—The act of saying what’s on your mind, no matter how pugnacious or acrid it may come out to be. The act of bluntness in dealings, without further discretion, but only after retched hate has built and anger tormented past its due date; of civility towards others in the postmortem; of biting your tongue until absolutely necessary, and only through well founded intent, however deluded the intent may be to ascertain such conclusive foundation, and of arrogance in expression and language for the betterment of others. The act of ripping out the orthodox for a radical reckoning of souls.—
The Right of Acerbity.

The Right of Escape.
—The act of fleeing tragic misunderstandings, for the sake of saving face, and to make great hast. The act of thinking contrary to the proof, setting a pricey wage on your personal beliefs, dissolving unknown barriers and outward influence, and claiming your stake; of being alone to the mind in hopes of evaporating the exorbitant data; of basking in the glory that swift feet have brought; of turning the corner, and establishing new peace of mind to comfort the once boxed in soul.—
The Right of Escape.

The Right of Pursuit.
—The act of allowance to a pursuit in anything, with the freedom of beliefs, and articulation. The knowledge and acceptance that not all pursuits end, nor will they ever on the intended terms. End may or may not be reached, but the communion of trial, even if failed, is all that is needed. No hatred should come of a man’s choice in their personal pursuit; merely the acknowledgment and appreciation.—
The Right of Pursuit.

The Right of Assertion.
—The act which is commonly referenced, and includes great similarity to, the speeches given on the basis of freedom, with the truth that prior most follow up to the same base rule. The acts that no tyrant or thereby abusive parent should, or has the right to, downsize or ignore the declared speech of his child. Nor should one be angered by the truth that so passively flows through their ears. The right to free a man’s mind without a show of emotions becoming of us; just the listening of and rock like appearance of the stern look upon agreement.—
The Right of Assertion.

The Right of Compliance.
—The idea that man-kind can fit in with man-kind; the ideal template that brother and sister is known and used universally, not just selectively, as a label of people; that an atheist can walk into a church of any religion and fit in among the plenty to find a new assurance and home; that no restrictions are made to shun or cross out those unwanted in group, club, education system, religious aspect, or government area in question; that all of man-kind fits in anywhere they so choose when they are there under the prefaced agreement of good and strong intent. After all, intent is nine-tenths of the law. Lastly, that people can never feel out of place or lost in life.—
The Right of Compliance.

The Right of Deception.
—The knowing that man-kind can easily be duped by the specious mind; that promises aren't always kept, and that some stories aren't always true. Often times, there even a change in maxim just when we all become accustom to order; the idea of flowing emotion from one betrayal subsequently falling and spilling into right into line: next in life; that man could plainly be trying to be grandiloquent and fascinate rather than honestly working to be even with other men; that imagination can take over, yet leave a trail of crumbs leading toward reality, and remain in such a constant comatose state until life seems to become better; the mere acknowledgment that the mind can fully overpower the body.—
The Right of Deception.

It was that long ago that we were invincible,
Or too long ago to remember the good ol’ days,
Or too long ago to remember how past, present, or future,

We would always be friends.

No rivals could break us,
No terror could render fear,
No mountain was too big to climb,

We would always be untenable.

Every time we thought that,
Every time we felt safe,
Every time we leaned closer,

We grew older,
Time set in,
Tearing us apart.

As we fell apart,
Thoughts got the better,
Days turned as years past,
And our minds now seem to confess,

So here we are,
Once more staggered in unity,
And for the last time linking arms,

To exalt a power high above our reign,
And sign the final treaty,
Forever binding our humble beginnings,
Before the long journey,
That will, in retrospect, be a mistake…

But at least they will know exactly what We have to say.
A Co-Written Piece with a very good friend and poet Adam Gresham on June 24th, 2009
Johnny Noiπ Mar 2019
The painting addiction code includes:
Add to discount the ****** of Lady Benson
Alison and in northern Kenya she has steam,
beauty, personal characteristics,
racial discrimination, ******
and holiday tendencies before
the choice of amino acids.
In addition, children's elephants,
such as color, coffee ******
and other information, E.V.
The heat keeps the information
in the festive Atheist Football
Ball Family Robot: it is easy
to incorporate the book of ornaments
of the Christian Museum of the ******
of today and the other type
of ****** of chocolate
and wet chocolate in the pantry.
Timothy is waiting for the company.
The rich, the brand of ******
and prosperity. Of course, there is no happiness here.
The whole Atlas of the winter
window and the problem of bleeding
the debris from West Cathedral, the buyers
of white and red ******, the lack of a bank,
the Irish detergent, the milk keeps a clean
Armstrong car that meets our needs.
The real value of millions of tax poisoning
codes will make your body toxic to Benson
Bains' behavior. The amino acids provide
all kinds of steam, beauty, personality traits,
racial discrimination, tendency, urogénesis,
Christmas tendencies before Christmas
prostitutes and Kenyan Nordic recipes.
In addition, elephant children such as color,
coffee and others have information
about the legal weeks of European
mountains. Your cabin contains more gifts
of chocolate, foxes and mosaics, including
a cat. Timothy is waiting for the company.
The rich, the brand of ****** and prosperity.
Of course, there is no happiness here.
All the ****** of the Atlas of the winter
window and the Cathedral of the West,
white ****** and red buyers,     hemorrhoids,
convertible banks, Irish lands,
problems with milk,      to see the Armstrong
car, which meets our needs side                                         aides.
The Translations of the Article's
Frequency lost the lathe lastly
the el of the lo; the Definitions
of the Article 1 denoting one or more people,
or things already mentioned
or assumed to be common
knowledge what's the matter?
2 used to point forward
to a following qualifying
or defining clause or phrase.
the fuss that he made of her
3 used to make a generalized
reference to something rather
than identifying a particular
instance, he taught himself
to play the violin 4 enough
of a particular thing he hoped
to publish monthly, if only
he could find the money 5
pronounced stressing “the”
used to indicate that someone
or something is the best known
or most important of that name
or type he was the hot young
piano prospect in jazz 6 used
adverbially with comparatives
to indicate how one amount
or degree of something varies in relation
to another the more she thought about it,  
the more devastating it became.

— The End —