"nda" poems
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Transcripts Not Included
Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 3:01 PM UTC
i’m the man who’s gonna wake up next to you
slipping away, a non-starter, her leg crosses over mine,
a right sided shakedown shackle, adhesion flesh as
tough as old yellowed scotch tape sticking stuck
no escaping, a known 6:00am risk when you sleep with
a pre-advertised holy roller, twist and turner woman,
making you into an unofficial woe-man (too)
left hand grabs the lamenting instrument, the beat up iPad,
to record your enslavement, a distraction from the bladder’s
faint morn winking at you with a Cheshire grin, muffling a
chuckle, at a predicament wonderful familiar, but unresolvable
this situation, a category of life’s small measure of annoyances,
invokes the wordy title, and a write-down list of pluses and minuses,
which I’ll spare which o’witch be the longer list
poems are where you find them, under your nose,
looking out a city bus window, but sometimes like flypaper,
they just come unasked and stick to you, the separating of the skin,
like a too tight bandaid, ain’t worth the pain and freedom gained
later, share this missive and her suggestion, she will prepare an
NDA (a non-disclosure agreement) or adopt other strategies like
pushing me out of the bed without warning when i am typing ,
to witch and to wit, reply,
ah!
another poem commissioned, and
*perhaps, name change too, needed,
making love in the morning*
12/14/19
Dec 14, 2019
Dec 14, 2019 at 1:40 PM UTC
I don't know what is so sacred
about a pinky promise
but I do know
that I have never felt
so sure of anything
as I did with your pinky
wrapped tightly around mine
as you whispered in my ear
always
-
Apr 15, 2013
Apr 15, 2013 at 12:22 AM UTC
one of my favorite places in the world
is a beach made entirely of glass
each little piece of color was once a broken story
sharp and jagged, it could cut open veins with ease
but the sea was patient with the shards
spent time polishing and softening their edges
until their true beauty was revealed
-
(you are the waves
I am the glass
you make me beautiful)
Dec 12, 2013
Dec 12, 2013 at 12:23 AM UTC
remember how I used to write your last name
and imagine how it would look next to my first name
well now I am doing the same thing
only with someone far more wonderful
than you can ever hope to be
-
Jan 25, 2013
Jan 25, 2013 at 2:02 AM UTC
tonight I'll fall asleep
to the sound of rain
falling on this old roof
though I long for it to be
the sound of your uneasy
breathing with the occasional
skipping of our heartbeats
-
Mar 20, 2013
Mar 20, 2013 at 1:30 AM UTC
My heels clip on
London concrete.
My hamstrings strain
To increase my stride.
I slalom around
Pavement zombies,
Phone junkies,
Loitering monkeys.
Don’t they see?
I’m late for a meeting
With a client of grandeur.
A key player.
A major money man.
(I can’t drop the name
Due to a
Signed NDA).
It was suppose to be
A blue sky meeting
On a grey winters morning.
But I slept too long,
And the tube
Went wrong,
And now I’ve
Got the dreads.
If I’m late,
My rep will be tarnished.
I’ll never secure
Another meeting again.
Because in this town,
Time is a diamond
We can’t possess.
But we know it exists;
Out there on the outskirts,
Out there in the sticks.
It’s below freezing but I’m
Working a sweat;
A pavement cardio,
A sidewalk rodeo,
A street athletics show.
There’s no way I am going
To be on time.
It’s curtains for me;
I’ve sealed my P45.
Finally I arrive.
I collapse at the entrance,
My power-walk ending
In a muted reception.
I approach the desk.
‘Yes?’
Glared a future
X-factor entrant.
‘Good morning.
I’m here to see
The top brass.
The big cheese.
The head honcho.
I was delayed, but please,
Pass my humblest regrets,
I am spinning a lie
Which I hope he accepts.’
‘I’m sorry, sir,’
The young lady chewed.
‘The Great Man is away,
Tanning on a beach.
You’ll need to reschedule;
He returns in two weeks.’
Jan 6, 2017
Jan 6, 2017 at 5:29 AM UTC
I hit
NDA that
❤️ me
the cast
but sight
furious as
her tat
for dark
on screen
and put
her spot
to the
bed she
caught this
action purport
law was
stage guitar
Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 11:18 AM UTC
I took a vow of silence
spoke not a word for weeks
but then one winter's night
I woke up singing
a song with a foreign tune
and lyrics I did not know
but I kept on singing
and like a map,
it lead me straight
to you
-
Jun 10, 2013
Jun 10, 2013 at 1:49 AM UTC
Pernah, satu hari dari banyak hari lebaran, aku pergi ke Indomaret sendirian. Jarak rumah dengan tempat itu tidak jauh, tapi perjalanan ke sana terasa lamban. Tahu kenapa? Sebab aku pergi dengan sembunyi-sembunyi hihii. Tujuannya hanya satu, untuk berburu es krim corong Wall's Moo.
Kalau dingat-ingat, rasa es krimnya memang tidak sepremium Magnum. Wall's Moo hanya menyuguhkan rasa susu dan itu sudah lebih dari cukup bagi kami kaum anak lugu tahun 2009-2010.
Sesampainya di rumah, aku sama sekali tidak disambut marah oleh orang-orang rumah. Mbak Chandrani menghampiri.
"Habis jajan yaa? Beli apa?"
"Iya, beli Wall's Moo satu."
"Cuma satu ya? Yasudah nda apa-apa, lain kali harus ingat kalau ada angka 3 setelah angka 2 dan angka 1 sebelumnya, ya?"
"Hah? Maksudnya apa, Mbak?"
"Lain kali, kalau kamu merasa ada cukup uang untuk jajan apa aja, cobalah ambil tiga atau nda sama sekali.
Supaya apa? Supaya selalu ada cukup ruang di hati untuk biasa berbagi."
May 10, 2022
May 10, 2022 at 11:18 AM UTC
Buckethead's effects: bucketbots
beings alive just, charging, set alive feelings
Pondering Buckethead's passing,
privacy unmasked publicly.
Unless legacy remains,
mystery faces misery.
Masks not mirrors,
bots, yes mirror Buckethead
bots, unmask not Brian
masks' white black mirrors.
Bucketbots' DNA carries BucketheadLand's NDA,
originals versus replicas.
Nov 28, 2024
Nov 28, 2024 at 8:58 AM UTC
pahalı
küfürlerim var hayata
konsinye bıraktığım
biraz da
tebessüm
dudak uçuklatan
karı, kız
aşk, sevda
fasarya desem
hortlar falaka
şişik şişik dolaşırım
nevizade şuhu’nda
loştur ambians içerde
ve hatırlar dudağını
son içtiğim sigara
şaraplanır
ilikleri gecenin
vantuzlarım her yudumda
pembeleşir yanak
kasar baldırını sevda
ve...
lapa lapa düşer yıldız
boşalırız sonsuzluğa..
Feb 17, 2019
Feb 17, 2019 at 7:27 AM UTC
If nda feel lonely, kinda feel sad, kinda feel alone and briken and empty and tueres a blacj hole. And itd be interesring if it wasnt so imposing . Its nit the wine talking. The wine is there to enhance what was alreadt present. Theres just. Nothing.
Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 9:35 PM UTC