"mixy" poems - Hello Poetry

Mixy-Twixy Atom-Smasher Take my brain I hope it's matter Break away from all the things we said we'd be Internally False pretense On happenstance All my socks have holes Breaking molds Of wither and tither I keep your family on standby Hand-holding lullaby There was a cake on my doorstep And a front porch on my brain stem Again and again And Asian And never have I ever Played a game with this many fingers Following muffin-tops to your local coffee cart There's a joke there Breaking, breaking Silence retaking I haven't heard from you in a fortnight Mind's eye Zip-tie Bedroom follies I hope you get better As I write letter by letter And hope that you're not mad Sad, enraged, but glad Butt-mad and tired Fired the liar Who broke the back of the cat next door Heart attack on front porches Cause distress and sores On the back of the man Who did nothing but hoard For more and more and more God be with us, I do pray But Mary take my prayers away Make them better, I ask, I say And send them to who needs them most Today

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May 5, 2013

May 5, 2013 at 3:56 PM UTC

m-clement

Intelligible

Mixy-Twixy Atom-Smasher Take my brain I hope it's matter Break away from all the things we said we'd be Internally False pretense On happenstance All my socks have holes Breaking molds Of wither and tither I keep your family on standby Hand-holding lullaby There was a cake on my doorstep And a front porch on my brain stem Again and again And Asian And never have I ever Played a game with this many fingers Following muffin-tops to your local coffee cart There's a joke there Breaking, breaking Silence retaking I haven't heard from you in a fortnight Mind's eye Zip-tie Bedroom follies I hope you get better As I write letter by letter And hope that you're not mad Sad, enraged, but glad Butt-mad and tired Fired the liar Who broke the back of the cat next door Heart attack on front porches Cause distress and sores On the back of the man Who did nothing but hoard For more and more and more God be with us, I do pray But Mary take my prayers away Make them better, I ask, I say And send them to who needs them most Today

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when he touches you is it like gold? eyes like prying words *scalpel, tweezers.* ******* look at me when we're talking, like the soft skin of my back and the orange marks you drew with a gun back when we thought it was safe. everything was safe. cigarettes were safe. it doesn't make sense. they take longer drags than they should, but their fingers are longer. it makes sense. you play this instrument so that you can tell me the things you can't express with words. you cannot make a sound yet you have no feelings. it's mixy it's a w or d. you'll just have to trust me on this one. no matter how tired you are.

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Dec 27, 2010

Dec 27, 2010 at 12:48 AM UTC

mary-ann-osgood

Mixy

when he touches you is it like gold? eyes like prying words *scalpel, tweezers.* ******* look at me when we're talking, like the soft skin of my back and the orange marks you drew with a gun back when we thought it was safe. everything was safe. cigarettes were safe. it doesn't make sense. they take longer drags than they should, but their fingers are longer. it makes sense. you play this instrument so that you can tell me the things you can't express with words. you cannot make a sound yet you have no feelings. it's mixy it's a w or d. you'll just have to trust me on this one. no matter how tired you are.

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IF THIS MY GOODBYE SO BE IT IF YOU FIND THIS JUST KNOW I LOVE YOU WHOLEHEARTEDLY MY DECISION MY LIFE YOU COULDN'T STOP SHEIT IF YOU TRIED PROBABLY WOULD HAVE MADE ME STAY ANOTHER DAY AND MAYBE ANOTHER DAY AFTER THAT BUT EVENTUALLY YOU WOULD HAVE GREW TIRED AND EVENTUALLY I WOULD HAVE TOO I NEED YOU MORE THAN EVER BEFORE LOOKING FOR FLOWERS TO BLOOM IN PLACES THAT NEEDED FIXING OR I THOUGHT NEEDED FIXING FOR THAT MATTER I HATE IT HERE SOMETIMES THIS PLACE IS NO PLACE FOR ME BECAME SENSITIVE TO EVERY TOPIC BECAME SCHIZ EVEN WAITING FOR YOU TO COME HOME HOME BECAME FURTHER THEN I THOUGHT I JUST KEPT SPIRALING SENSITIVE BECAUSE SHEIT GOT REAL AND TEARS STARTED FLOWING EVER SINCE THAT CALL CAME I BECAME DISTANT THAT OUTER BODY EXPERIENCE WAITING FOR YOU TO GET BACK FELT LIKE I ENTERED ANOTHER DIMENSION LOST TRYING TO GET BACK EVERY TIME I HELD YOU I FELT THIS DISCONNECT WITH BEING PRESENT I CRIED THE LOUDEST YET NO ONE HEARD ME EVERYDAY FELT MIXY I TRUSTED YOU GOT ME KILLED **** YOU GOT ME I HOPE YOU FEEL ACCOMPLISHED WHY ME OVERPLAYED LIKE AN UNRELEASED BEAT YOU HAD NOTHING TO LOSE I FELT PLANTED IT WAS **** ME WHEN IT RAIN OUTTA STATE OUTTA MIND FEELING BODIED DRIVING THE BOAT PRAYING IT DON'T SINK PRAYING THIS RAIN DON'T LAST FOREVER HOW IT SUNNY OUTSIDE AND ALL I FEEL IS RAIN DRIVING THE BOAT YET IN OUTER SPACE MIND SPEEDING IF ONLY I SMOKE THAT THERE WOULD BE A LOT OF SMOKE IN THE AIR IF I LEAVE NOW THERE AIN'T NO COMING BACK WEIGHING EVERYTHING BECAME TIRESOME I BLAMED MYSELF FOR EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED THE BUTTERFLY EFFECT TOOK A HOLD ON THAT SINGLE THOUGHT I THOUGHT FOR SO LONG AFTER THAT DISCONNECTED TO RECONNECT DISCONNECT TO FEEL RECONNECTED YET YOU STILL LINGERED IN MY MIND I AM LIVID FOR SPEEDING MAYBE IF I SLOWED DOWN YOU WOULD HAVE MISSED ME WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I WANT PEOPLE TO SEE ME LIKE THIS WHEN I FEEL LIKE I'M AT MY LOWEST TOO WEAK TO WANTING TO GET UP SOMETIMES I RATHER JUST STAY HERE FAKING THAT SMILE KNOWING THAT SHEIT WEIGHING ON ME FELL TOO MANY TIMES TRYING TO GET YOU TO COMPREHEND ME IT BECAME TIRESOME I MISS YOU LIKE VACATION THIS THAT YOU NEED STOMACH FOR THIS THAT YOU READY HOLD ON TRYING TO HOLD ON MYSELF TO FAST FORWARD I FINALLY MADE IT HOME BEEN GONE FOR SO LONG HOME FEELS FOREIGN HOME DON'T FEEL LIKE IT DID BEFORE SO I'M ALWAYS OUTSIDE TRYING TO STAY OUT MY CONSCIOUS SMOKE THAT DRILL THIS THIS CONSTANT FEELING OF NOTHING CHANGING HOME SUPPOSE TO FEEL WARM HOME SUPPOSE TO FEEL SAFE WHERE HOME AT WHEN YOU ALWAYS IN OUTER SPACE NOT SUICIDAL THIS AIN'T NO SUICIDAL NOTE NOT SUICIDAL JUST CURIOUS ON THE KILLER ME NOT SUICIDAL I JUST MISS ME

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Aug 7, 2023

Aug 7, 2023 at 11:24 AM UTC

letitfxring

smoke that drill this

IF THIS MY GOODBYE SO BE IT IF YOU FIND THIS JUST KNOW I LOVE YOU WHOLEHEARTEDLY MY DECISION MY LIFE YOU COULDN'T STOP SHEIT IF YOU TRIED PROBABLY WOULD HAVE MADE ME STAY ANOTHER DAY AND MAYBE ANOTHER DAY AFTER THAT BUT EVENTUALLY YOU WOULD HAVE GREW TIRED AND EVENTUALLY I WOULD HAVE TOO I NEED YOU MORE THAN EVER BEFORE LOOKING FOR FLOWERS TO BLOOM IN PLACES THAT NEEDED FIXING OR I THOUGHT NEEDED FIXING FOR THAT MATTER I HATE IT HERE SOMETIMES THIS PLACE IS NO PLACE FOR ME BECAME SENSITIVE TO EVERY TOPIC BECAME SCHIZ EVEN WAITING FOR YOU TO COME HOME HOME BECAME FURTHER THEN I THOUGHT I JUST KEPT SPIRALING SENSITIVE BECAUSE SHEIT GOT REAL AND TEARS STARTED FLOWING EVER SINCE THAT CALL CAME I BECAME DISTANT THAT OUTER BODY EXPERIENCE WAITING FOR YOU TO GET BACK FELT LIKE I ENTERED ANOTHER DIMENSION LOST TRYING TO GET BACK EVERY TIME I HELD YOU I FELT THIS DISCONNECT WITH BEING PRESENT I CRIED THE LOUDEST YET NO ONE HEARD ME EVERYDAY FELT MIXY I TRUSTED YOU GOT ME KILLED **** YOU GOT ME I HOPE YOU FEEL ACCOMPLISHED WHY ME OVERPLAYED LIKE AN UNRELEASED BEAT YOU HAD NOTHING TO LOSE I FELT PLANTED IT WAS **** ME WHEN IT RAIN OUTTA STATE OUTTA MIND FEELING BODIED DRIVING THE BOAT PRAYING IT DON'T SINK PRAYING THIS RAIN DON'T LAST FOREVER HOW IT SUNNY OUTSIDE AND ALL I FEEL IS RAIN DRIVING THE BOAT YET IN OUTER SPACE MIND SPEEDING IF ONLY I SMOKE THAT THERE WOULD BE A LOT OF SMOKE IN THE AIR IF I LEAVE NOW THERE AIN'T NO COMING BACK WEIGHING EVERYTHING BECAME TIRESOME I BLAMED MYSELF FOR EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED THE BUTTERFLY EFFECT TOOK A HOLD ON THAT SINGLE THOUGHT I THOUGHT FOR SO LONG AFTER THAT DISCONNECTED TO RECONNECT DISCONNECT TO FEEL RECONNECTED YET YOU STILL LINGERED IN MY MIND I AM LIVID FOR SPEEDING MAYBE IF I SLOWED DOWN YOU WOULD HAVE MISSED ME WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I WANT PEOPLE TO SEE ME LIKE THIS WHEN I FEEL LIKE I'M AT MY LOWEST TOO WEAK TO WANTING TO GET UP SOMETIMES I RATHER JUST STAY HERE FAKING THAT SMILE KNOWING THAT SHEIT WEIGHING ON ME FELL TOO MANY TIMES TRYING TO GET YOU TO COMPREHEND ME IT BECAME TIRESOME I MISS YOU LIKE VACATION THIS THAT YOU NEED STOMACH FOR THIS THAT YOU READY HOLD ON TRYING TO HOLD ON MYSELF TO FAST FORWARD I FINALLY MADE IT HOME BEEN GONE FOR SO LONG HOME FEELS FOREIGN HOME DON'T FEEL LIKE IT DID BEFORE SO I'M ALWAYS OUTSIDE TRYING TO STAY OUT MY CONSCIOUS SMOKE THAT DRILL THIS THIS CONSTANT FEELING OF NOTHING CHANGING HOME SUPPOSE TO FEEL WARM HOME SUPPOSE TO FEEL SAFE WHERE HOME AT WHEN YOU ALWAYS IN OUTER SPACE NOT SUICIDAL THIS AIN'T NO SUICIDAL NOTE NOT SUICIDAL JUST CURIOUS ON THE KILLER ME NOT SUICIDAL I JUST MISS ME

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