"nex" poems
Snot Sniffer, I hate you.
I hate sitting nex to you.
Why do you choose to keep the snot inside of your head by sniffing it back up?
Why don't you get up and grab a tissue so, I don't have to listen to you.
I'm sick and tired of hearing you every five seconds, with your nose and your snot
Your snot and your nose.
Why can't you blow it and make yourself happy?
and better yet, relieve me from listening to you...
Its like the guy or gal that chews like a loud cow
I hate you just as much as snot sniffer.
I hate you Snot Sniffer go and marry Chews Loud and die
In your Overwhelming Abundence of Auditory ****
Oct 2, 2012
Oct 2, 2012 at 12:28 AM UTC
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Dec 29, 2015
Dec 29, 2015 at 6:24 PM UTC
I can chalk on a sidewalk
The most beautiful mosaic
I can whittle a tree
Into an intricate clock
I can paint a most
Serene scene
I can draw
A moving image
I can mold
The most exquisite vase,
But when it comes
To the canvas
Of your body
I don't know
What else
I could possibly do
To make
You any more beautiful,
With curves
Challenging nature
I've never lost my cool
At seeing such shapes
Not like how they fit on you,
Your beauty is unsettling
Were I a toddler sorting
Different shaped rods
Your eyes for stars
All your curves for spheres
I could keep going but you must understand
We fit together
Better than K'nex and Duplo,
In body heart and mind...
APAD13 -077 © okpoet
Mar 22, 2013
Mar 22, 2013 at 5:37 PM UTC
Sharp yellow auras l i n e d in a row
divi ded black by hazed perception
something the stars can't (show)
white markings lead me to a deception i know.
Distant windows warmly welcome in their shade
Worn doors dangerously dead-locked as they're made
My kin not kindled within walls nor has it been
More out next to flames left to our poison: a living sin.
Strut Hard Caution
Cement Shatters
fear
X
-r0
Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 10:10 PM UTC
Every. 28. Hours.
Another one is gunned down.
Another one of us.
With little to no reason.
Yet when we voice our reasons of rebellion
We’re told we’re “thugs”
How is it not thuggish to crush a man’s voice box?
We could ask Freddie Gray about.. Oh wait.
Every. 28. Hours.
Another one is gunned down.
Another one of us.
With little to no reason.
They encourage a “peaceful protest”
“Don’t act like animals”
“Respect yourselves”
Like respecting the race that enslaved us for centuries
Prevented us from being killed.
Every. 28. Hours.
Another one is gunned down.
Another one of us.
With little to no reason.
They don’t understand why we act out.
They tell us to “go back to our own country”
Please explain to me how that would work
Whenever you tried to **** off those
That inhabited the country you “discovered”
Every. 28. Hours.
Another one is gunned down.
Another one of us.
With little to no reason.
We’ve complied for so long.
What do we do now?
I don’t want to see us die.
I don’t want to see us suffer.
I don’t want to be nex—
(bang)
Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 12:47 PM UTC
lay
down right nex
t
o
there sleep well
and sleeep tightttttttt
dream soft
dream
brig
ht
words kill words bite
time flies
time hurts
your Hair
your per
fect
face
like a sun
shining
some
where
wor
ds
am
i am
i know
to seed the
farm
and let the bodies
let them go
and let me go
i'll be right there
to see it through and throw my hands right through your hair andc cry out yes and hold you close and put your lips right on my mouth
and eject
...
hold
me
close
...
and
go
away
i
now
i'm
lonely
on
vicarious
envy
you
only
you only you only you only you only you only you only you only you only you only
love me
...
Jun 6, 2013
Jun 6, 2013 at 3:30 PM UTC
Next time I fall in love;
I'll be more cautious
And be less precocious
Won't keep my flaws in
Let my tears flow out
Add someone to my world
Instead of making them mine
Sing my lungs out
Won't shut my feelings
Nex time I fall in love;
It won't be with you.
Dec 22, 2015
Dec 22, 2015 at 11:08 PM UTC
Let's remember Nex Benedict as they were. They shouldn't have died at that young of an age.
Let's remember the 33 transgender and gender nonconforming people who died this year because of hate crimes.
Let's remember there is more to humanity than just cruelty.
Let's remember there is more to life than the harshness of life.
I know I say this while hiding my gender identity but there is boldness in silence.
Let's remember anyone of us in the LGBTQ community would have accepted Nex Benedict as one of us because they were one of us.
So live boldly! This isn't about me, this is about remembering the dead. The dead deserve to be remembered.
Feb 27, 2024
Feb 27, 2024 at 11:54 AM UTC
it’s summer
a still one-and-all around
me and my best friend
sitting nex to
bubbling
while it’s just a music
and grashoppers I can
hear I’m
driving
Chris Rea on the radio, we are
freeeeeeeee
wind
whirling my
hair
mixed with my best
friend’s one and birds of
our voices crush out
the egg shells
and launch their wings
as for the first
time in the air being
freeeeeeeeeee
our land ‘scapes
the desert sand dunes
and intense scents
of tar and honey
bees
buzz
and sun
squeezes
its shells of warmth
around-us
on the journey
Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 8:19 AM UTC