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neth jones Feb 2022
attendance                                                  
fumb­ling my entrance               array                                      
passionately late            i pull off my tie          
               and crashing      here without apology
                 all-ready     a crowd sweated room
                                  low ceiling   candy glass munching underfoot          
the senses are rushed upon   fuming                                          
                ­          lit up and strobing    with the chaotic humour                
                                     and tumorous smells
furious ingestion                                            
     swellings       and releases    
  pelling and girling     with the dances         
hectic music    making hero's of uz all
a steaming sot lady  lands before me laughing
        she climbs me  till her bare feet find ground
      naked   from the waist up  
her dress has fallen  into a trampled magpie tail      
         doughy  features unfocused
    my heart is gurning with ruckus      
                installed with an addicts engine      
   it caves and puffs for attention
   these are my people  
these are my people                                                
                                now that they're reached their peak
of ******* inebriation          
     and raving chorus
i am drawn imediate     into the density
Fenix Flight Jun 2014
It's quite sad
when your work
tries to throw you
into an area of the business
that you were not trained for
its like
"Hey I know you've never done this before but here you go
You'll be fine, don't worry about it its easy!'

And because of the whole
SWEARING RESULTS IN
IMEDIATE TERMINATIONS
All I can say to you is!

THAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNKKKKKKKSSSS

-.-
Flowerwithabrain Oct 2020
A snapshot

Insignifigant in the moment but oh so important now

The silence of the room the burst of joy       the imediate downfall

Spiraling
Alone

Dark 6 days a week but that one day that one day that makes it all worth it the one day you sit in a field miles apart, faces covered and arms outstreched but never touching

Then you go back to little black boxes like the seats in a theater, talking infront of a class has never seemed scarier

Oh to go back
To That insignifigant day
Written as a spoken word so it doesnt have the same vibe
P.S. my auto correct is broken so theres a few mistakes

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