"effed" poems
we have scorpions
my wield has two eyes
i saw no bee
running my right hand
up the railing and
continues hurting..
the cunning man i am
i urinated on it
and that has stopped
there is some wisdom
in the old ways
***** is a natural
healing..
vi
rainy day scribe
would like to imbibe
sweet long ago youth
to kiss your red mouth
that soured wine
and screamed our
insane face..
i would look into your eyes
and tried not to
think of them
so much for
that no..
but i´ d be gone
it was the ****
and all that colors
when we got effed up
you saved your best insights
for our arguements
you brought me two black
kittens
i put you in bed and fed you
porrige
everyone complained
i went to the occasional party
but prefered the country
we see the cure..
i lived the country
we went to cinema
we saw the piano
you on the bus
me on my bike..
i enjoyed that forrest ride
cool in the morning
and out of the breeze
you with the haarlam gazette..
o twas a cold of a winter so
i might visit my friend fiet
who lived on a house boat
with so many cats and dog
and a chicken and geese..
we would have a cup of t
and looked at her photos..
when the canals froze
when at the sea side
or with a sweet cognac
and a pint of mild
heck my hand throb
and my heart too..
Nov 18, 2018
Nov 18, 2018 at 8:49 AM UTC
_Two player game - Be More Chill_
_( One player game rewrite - Your Local Grocery Store )_
~
Apocalypse of the teens
Level 9
The cafeteria
Find the bad guy, push him aside.
Then move on forward with your books at your side.
It's a one-player game, so when they make an attack,
You know you got a backpack, gotta watch your back
Then you stay on track and
Ah! remain on course.
If they give you a smack you
Gah! use your force.
And if you leave some ********* behind it’s fine
Cause it's an effed up world,
and it's a one-player game, hey!
I like to talk about cool stuff like casettes
It's just that no one else but me really cares
I’m just a nothing in this high school scheme,
But it's no big because I don’t need a team.
I like out of print games, retro skates,
Got a Pac-Man tattoo.
Nobody here appreciates,
But soon I’ll be a student where they do.
Cause guys like me are cool in college
cool in college, yes I know.
Guys like me are cool in college,
rule in college, I wish I’d know
High school is hell, but I navigate it well.
Cause what I do,
Is I make it a one-player game!
Zombie!
Watch out!
Ah!
Wha-!?
Aww..
As loser I have fought on my own for years.
Both Nintendo zombies and these popular peers!
Now I’m stuck on a level and I wanna move on.
Just wait two years whereupon,
I’ll see that guys like me are cool in college
cool in college, won't be lame.
Dude I know, I get it-
Guys like me, they **** in college,
But I’m not in college,
I’ll be fine
High School is whack, but I’ve got my own back.
It’s me and books, I make it a one-player game.
AH-
OH-
ZOMBIE!
BLOOD!
CLAWS!
Pause.
I know I’m no one’s favourite person,
But that doesn’t mean that I can't still dream.
It’s really true, I’m no one’s favourite person
I’ll always be alone on the team
High school is **** and I don’t need (no)one conquer it.
It's just what I do,
I make it a one-player game!
Find the bad guy, push him aside.
Then move on forward with your books at your side.
It's a one-player game, so when they make an attack,
You know you got a backpack, gotta watch your back
Then you stay on track and
Ah! remain on course.
If they give you a smack you
Gah! use your force.
And if you leave some ********* behind it’s fine
Cause it's an effed up world,
and it's a one-player game, hey!
One-player game
One-player game. He-ey-ey!
Jan 25, 2020
Jan 25, 2020 at 4:39 PM UTC
Will neither be
What me would
Want I to be, nor
What me would
Want I not to be
Zinjanthropus
Apr 26, 2021
Apr 26, 2021 at 1:10 AM UTC
I love the word effable
So effable my feelings for you
But ineffable to describe just
How effed I am for falling for you
Aug 22, 2019
Aug 22, 2019 at 5:44 AM UTC
I saw this snake with the biggest lump
The lump was still moving
She must have just swallowed whatever it was.
I talked to the snake--because snakes talk—
And was like, “hey what did you just eat?”
She was like, “Ummmm, the most pure, white lamb you would have ever seen?”
The snake kept talking so highly of this pure, white lamb, it was really, really weird. Like really weird.
Like it’s a freakin lamb, not Beyonce…
So I thought something ludicrous.
Could this pure, white, lamb be talking through the skin of a snake?
Is the snake a costume?
Is it a disguise?
Not realizing I was thinking out loud, the snake sunk her head.
Intrigued, I asked, “Why hide? Why not just be you, like I’m me?”
The snake was like, “Oh I’m sorry, are you Beyonce??”
And I was like “giveuhhhhh, like I care?!”
But I did care and that was effed up to say…
Anyways, she said that she wants to live, so she has to be a snake.
"It ***** to be used, and I’d rather not be eaten alive."
I was like, "oh that’s cool."
She was like, yeah it’s cool, until you've been here for so long that your real skin becomes one with your disguised skin
…I wish I never thought out loud because now I feel depressed.
So I walked away, with my head sunk.
I felt guilty leaving the distressed animal.
To make me feel better, I acted as if the snake was truly a snake who just ate a fine-ass lamb and was b.s.-ing me to bring me closer. Closer so that she can squeeze the light right out of me.
I felt better the farther I walked away from her.
And by the way, I am Beyonce, you *****
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 5:40 PM UTC
Ahh the brilliantine years,
the curled up collar
and the shiny knees
of a five year old…
The hand knitted jumper.
The sparkling eyes of
innocence.
The “don’t know what’s
coming next”,
and the sparky hopefulness
of youth without
the knowledge of the
the things that can
catch you out.
And they will… and they did!
But what do they say?
It’s all character building stuff.
The rough, the tumble…
the haughty outplaying the humble…
Well, not if I’ve got
out to do wi’it!
This latest lark that’s
bringing us down… It’s *****
What Brexit hasn’t ceremoniously effed up,
Covid has comprehensively shat on.
But “Iligitimii nil Carborundum”...
that's what my old man would say…
That’s Latin for "don’t let the ******** grind you down!"
I just say “eff it - Let’s get on!”
May 6, 2021
May 6, 2021 at 5:00 AM UTC