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Andy Sep 2016
Microspasmic and ethereal heavenly chords flow inside the avenues and walk ways walled in by different expanses of grey, a monochrome city.
If you have time to stand on the escalator I envy you; dread your existence and pity you on a Friday morning when everything is more quiet.
Hot sweat growing on my back, my fear and financial disparity exploding on my skin. Fresh roasted coffee beans and legs that prove endless and soft descending from a pink comforter.
I walk through the streets in the uncomfortable light of a September morning when the world struggles and it's health declines, but the light of winter is more pure - a planet bathed in cathartic light.
I never forgot how you looked on those mornings when it was colder - your face a faded navy in a morning still wrapped in night. The fire escape and scaffolding like bones that hold up our bodies and the life that applies pressure to the structure.
Akin to the city you are beautiful in the morning, alive in the day, joyous and free in twilight; restless in sleep. I've found a deep rhapsody in the smile that accompanies your perfume; stepping over a single crushed flower and someone's children sleeping on the street.

A sugary leak in and a vengeful glance his way, thirty-eight hour torment. Sitting upright in the bath with your phone resting on the edge waiting for a response, conversation boiled down to a pictorial exchange of genitals: horror that your **** isn't big enough, trepidation that your ****** isn't neat enough.
Tuesday saw you take that leap into forever, you come back up once you've drowned. Skin to match your nails. A train derails inside you; a man is stabbed to death. I'm awake and it's real and my bones are filled with molten fire which spits out of compound fractures to my ego.

A cup of water.
Nitroglycerin collar.
Notes on the city and people.
Alex Apples Jun 2013
Your love is not a hurricane
It is not an earthquake
It is a sweet, sweet salve
to an old heartbreak

Your love is not lightning
It is not a tidal wave
It is a deep, deep breath
at the end of a long, hard day

Your love is not a fever
It's not an addiction
It is not my nicotine
nitrous
Novocaine or
nitroglycerin

Your love is not suspenseful
seismic
shellshocking
stomach-churning
sugar cane saccharine or
surprising

Every love before you has been
a frantic, careful dance of
close
but not too close
honest
but not too honest

Yet you
strange you
can look at me from across a room or
across a tabletop and
there is wonderment,
but no wondering
passion,
but no pondering

Defined by choice
not whim

We always crave the love
that is our
hurricane
Novocaine
sugar cane
to sap away
our pain

But what about the love
that simply is?

Is that what makes it real?
Is that what makes love
Love?
What if we embrace what we need
instead of what we want?

To forge our way towards happiness
and disregard any distractions
that stand in our path?

What if we chose to every day
trade the roller-coaster romances
for the life-long loves?
John Hosack Jul 2010
Looking through a complex eye
poisoned by countless vials of nitroglycerin
the world sings a familiar tune of
an ineradicable human urge for lethal conflict.

A world view
of culturally intolerant tyrants and a place
where Robin Hood does not exist, instead
his former self sits wallowing in the tragic misadventures of human dignity.
Society now aids the pauper,
who is but a superficial vagabond sitting intrigued by
hopeless people from distant lands.

As the innocent of Beirut lie murdered
the reaper tastes regret,
while bank accounts paint self portraits
instilled by ephemeral yet righteous morality.
Dangerously speeding through the lanes of life
to make it home just before it rains;
the world all encompassing
is never the concern.

Halos hover above diet pills dressed in simple linens
for everything is an easy fix;
lies, hatred, ignorance, and blatant evil,
all can be fixed by ignoring the even lies (the even lines that lie above).
will Apr 2019
fizzy love wild days
like dynamite and lit fuses
you were explosive
Haiku's are actually kind of growing on me. They are short sweet and different.
From where i sit
in this puddle of memories
my instincts feel like
the vague words
that form prophecies
of yesterday

"Run !" they screamed (they meant far and fast)
And when i failed to , she did not.
"Break!" i heard breathlessly exhaled in a yell ( they meant everything)
And where i was weak adhesive begging to bond, she was volatile nitroglycerin  
"Forget what it could do to her" ( I longed to much more than i ever understood)
And where i remembered, she removed.

Instincts.
Born not of anything i could see.
For sure i thought, Paranoia.
But No.  
Something in me saw sure.
when i could not to myself admit
the deadly damage she was capable of inflicting
  
But were this damage to turn to not be irreperable  
I will have been ecstatic to ignore my instincts
Though fool it might make me
If again i near involuntarily ignore
for unbelievable ideals.
Tommy Johnson Jun 2014
It's 8:00 and we have our whole lives ahead of us
Life is silly
I suppose this is who I am for the time being, it will pass
As everything does
So judge away, I'll play the defendant
Bang your gavel and give me the sentence
It's only a life time
It won't mean a thing in your eyes
There's you , then there's me
That's just it
That's all we need to know
To each their own
The quietness, silent only because they cannot scream for help forever
I think the nitroglycerin worsened my cough
Mother's face has been shot off
But father doesn't cry
His crippling soft lies
So I take my over stuffed overnight bag and leave
Eons later, The Wolf, The Coyote and The Raven come
And then all was well in the western hemisphere
All fires dissipated and they all began to rebuild, this time stronger than before
       -Tommy Johnson
Zed May 2021
relationships
are water on the rock
erosion
rust on iron
corrosion
a match to nitroglycerin
explosions
it's love undeniable
minor indiscretions unbeknownst to you
picked apart
it's having someone reliable
to leave you stranded and alone in your moments dark
joy undescribable
when you're stabbed in the heart
Aidan Sep 2015
Anxiety through the roof
Sweaty shakey palms
Concentrated sweat
wiping X’s off my hands
To get glass of Jack
And lean back and relax
Another ****** relapse
Of the mind losing my time
Another ******* pointless line packed up
Like im homebound passed the
Disease around
With more depression and stress
In my legs quivering
Knee caps busted
nitroglycerin  
combustion in my chest
Because no one is ******* listening
Amy Grindhouse Jul 2014
The woman I was supposed to
marry moved away long ago
And no matter how hard
I tried to follow the dust trails
I only ever came up short of breath
In the end of days
where it's always night
we spend time
in a broken down watering hole
on the edge of purgatory
and listen to muffled bomb blasts
bleeding on through to the other side
When she laughs she
stares up at the ceiling
and I can see traces of
repressed horror welling up in her eyes
I can tell she's thinking about
nitroglycerin sweat and splintered cells and scattered shells
before it all goes down
In the retro cartoon relapse nightmare
I've conjured for us to spend our time
The television flickers with the hissing reluctance
of reporters telling us to prepare for another
invasion
She finally speaks.
"You know there are no real sides right?
You know that back home there's just
dodging fire and not necessarily knowing
who it's from?"
She takes another drink
and tells me
"You could have come
for me, you know?
You didn't have to sit stateside
with endless excuses while the rest
of us had to be there on the blurred
front lines.
Still...I want to be with you now.
Here I am trying to look my best.
I like to wear
brightly colored ribbons
woven into my hair
and don't bother to cover
all the scars...because
that's who I am.
they can't take it back
and neither can I..."
She pauses to brush
tears from her face
and finishes with
"...and I think everyone
wants to look nice for the one
they love".
Arcassin B Oct 2016
By Arcassin Burnham

I'd jump in front of a train with battery acid in my
Heart and nitroglycerin in my system just to show
You that I love you for the sake of meeting you and
being in Your line of sight,
I know I won't get any sleep tonight,
cause without you my death would flutter into
a million butterflies with lies that could not tell the
truth,
Your my only hope for maintaining my youth,
And possibly my future,
I won't hurt you,
And I don't give a **** what your parents say,
I belong to you,
From the acne on my face and the sweat
Of my brow,
I'd give all my soul to you and then walk
Out into the crowd of the people that have
a second chances at love,
The only thing I'm dreaming of,
The only one that I could trust,
I'm not an attention grabbing glory seeker
Muching off the souls of my peers,
I miss the days when there would be just
You and me and these tears,
I cherish days when I'd be kissing you
Above in treetops,
My heart only beats for you in fact you know
It won't stop,
I'm so in love with you.
©ABPoetry2016
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/10/so-in-luv.html
gravelbar Sep 2019
Tired heart overflowing, brim of pitcher bubbling, red and frothing
I sing out into the night, dark coats of gray and black, screeching white fluorescence taunting
The wrong thing to bottle up, nitroglycerin in your cup, slapped down
You wake up with a frown, chase those pills straight down with sink water
Chemical dependance for sanities sake, my life is a case opportunities not taken
Things falling through my fingers, who else to blame
Make the insiscion, remove my heart, my name, parts of my brain
A crane in shallow water, hunting for trapped fish, it gets drier every day, nowhere to hide from this
JaxSpade Dec 2018
The library was quiet
Silent ischemia read a book called
Myocardial infarction

The radio played techno tachycardia
While myocardium got high on nitroglycerin

It was quiet
I whispered yet no one was listening

I heard a heart murmur something
Into the echocardiography

It echoed
edema
               edema
                             edema

It was there I rested in lipid

I knew my heart was broken
The day she said she was leaving

It was then my diagnosis
became cerebral thrombosis

I had a cerebrovascular accident
And I lost my mind
With my heart underfoot of my lover

Now I'm searching for a surgeon
To put it all back together
Acme Jan 2020
I beat you once. I'll beat you twice.
  I promise I won't but you'll set
  me off with a look and I will.
  You always ask for it you know?
  I'm a fragile brute, nitroglycerin.
  I love you but I never loved me.
Johnny Noiπ Jun 2018
.                                                   one-verb-for-all
Unified-Ego-******-sound-hall-hole-all
wall-one-­wall-two-walls  [unified house]
I-one-I (universal house of the ego)
versal-Temple of the ****** [Ego-Priest]
sess-I-O-U-1 [Priestess-******-prophetess;
prophet; ******-****-******* **** **** -
******* **** **** **** **** **** **** ****
**** **** **** **** fuffing ck fukf cuk-f
****/fək/****** slang/verb
verb: ****; 3rd person present: *****;                     past tense:
******; past participle: ******;      
                     gerund or present participle:              *******
1. have ****** *******  with (someone, anyone).
(of two or more       people) having                    ****** *******.
2.     to                     ruin or damage        
her little                          ***         virginity hairy  
     bbbb                    [buttfhole]                    
         ­          (something) noun: ****;       plural noun:     
               [several guys]    x     ***** [train-*******]
            hairy child-rides; not virgins          [ god forbid,
            rubbing themselves on sharp rocks to
        burst their               [there are towns anywhere
        the world where every women resident has been *****]  |                                   ***** so they
        won't have to [goes to NYU, starts
smoking *** & sniffing ******,                                       so cool-
          (the postmodern art majors descend
           on Soho so mixed up don't know
    [galleries pushi  ng out the boutiques [coffeee-haus/boutique da] ya-
b     yeh            **** from gay - *** *** *** |  baby ***** [                   ]
        that's really old school; throw
her down the hard        basement stairs             ;
          memoirs yellow tape       s eals it    |  off from the public:
"it's (         )     a | mess in there - like Sid & Nancy
all over again: blood  *****- some kind
     of Aboriginal thing; Native                Spirits rising from
    the toxic soil to strangle albinos               in their             dreams  
No, man -that was his mother: "get it?'
Henry Lee Lucas ***** his mother &
cut her throat w/ a broken                  bottle then
artless, natural, unaffected; informal:      
Myocardial infarction
Synonyms    Acute myocardial
        infarction (AMI), heart attack
Diagram showing the blood supply
     to the (******* on the *******
gave her a heart attack        [
                                by the two major blood vessels,
the left and right coronary arteries (labelled LCA a
nd RCA). A myocardial infarction
                         n  has occurred with
blockage of a                       branch of the left               coronary artery.
                                    Specialty Cardiology
­Symptoms Chest pain, shortness of breath,
nausea, feeling faint, cold sweats,           feeling tired
Complications                 & left to die     |
                                  due to Heart failure,
irregular heartbeat,
cardiogenic shock,         death by               cardiac arrest
Causes:               Usually                                                 coronary artery disease
Risk factors            ( High blood pressure,
                               smoking, STDs )
diabetes, lack of exercise,                        obesity, high blood cholesterol
Diagnostic method Electrocardiograms
(ECGs), blood tests,                                              coronary angiography
Treatment Percutaneous coronary
intervention, thrombolysis
Medication Aspirin, nitroglycerin,                   heparin
   Prognosis STEMI 10% risk of death
                              (developed world)
Frequency 15.9 million (2015)
Myocardial infarction (MI), commonly
known as a heart attack
   straight, upfront, on the level, on the up and up
"a genuine person"
shoved the bottle up her *** -  & r                   ***** her again
        she's      a poet u know           u should change
                                  ur name to something radical]
this is the ******* *****         she lets fist her up the           ***;            
whatever -         get married -  extreme cuntbusting is
an (                          )   underground sport - u can bet on it  -   [it's a sure thing] her **** is made                 of iron |
whose **** bleeds first is the loser:
              dripping ****** ***** pus;
                    ***** broke her **** clean off & so      ld the video       like a ******* bone -) on the darknet    
1. a vigorous act of  involuntary           ******              *******.
a ****** partner.          cherry (often performed on a child)              torn
exclamation: ****
1. used alone or as a noun fet·ish
ˈfediSH/noun: fetish;                 plural noun: fetishes
1.                                            a form of ****** desire
in which gratification
is linked to an abnormal                               degree
                    to a particular object, item of clothing,
                     part of the body [armpits - crotch ] teenage girl locker room stink                      etc.
"Victorian men developed fetishes focusing
on feet, shoes, boots"
synonyms: fixation, obsession,

compulsion, mania; weakness, fancy,
  fascination, fad; informal:      thing, hang-up
"he developed a bodybuilding fetish"
an excessive and irrational devotion or
commitment to a particular thing.
"he had a fetish for young boys                                  more opinions
              each year than                                    any other justice"
2.    an inanimate object                                  worshiped for
                   its [supposed]                              magical powers
              or because it is considered to be inhabited by a spirit.
synonyms: [juju, talisman, charm, amulet; totem, idol, image, effigy
"an African fetish"]
Origin:                     early 17th century                         (originally denoting
an object used by the peoples              of West Africa
as an amulet or charm): from French
fétiche, from Portuguese feitiço ‘charm,
sorcery’ (originally an adjective   |                     meaning
           ‘made by art’), from Latin factitius
                           (see factitious)       .the ****
                  or a verb in various phrases
to express anger, annoyance, contempt,
impatience, or surprise, or simply for emphasis.
early 16th century: of Germanic origin gen·u·ine
ˈjenyo͞oən/adjective: genuine
truly what something is said to be;                          authentic.
"each book is                                   bound in genuine leather"
synonyms: authentic, real, actual,
    original, bona fide, true, veritable;
attested,           undisputed; informal:         the real McCoy,
                         honest-to-goodness, god is dead,    
                honest-to-God,
     the real thing, kosher
"a genuine Picasso": is a        contradiction-in-terms:        (art is a business;
                                   make it pay)
antonyms: bogus
(of a person, emotion,
           action) sincere.
"she had no                      doubts as to whether            Tom was straight"
synonyms: sincere, honest,    truthful,                      straightforward,
        direct, frank, candid, open;                 artless, natural,
unaffected; informal:         straight up,

                                    upfront, on the level,
                          on the up and up, heterosexual   -          
"a genuine person"
******                
antonyms:                                   [insincere: she'll take the money -
Origin:           late 16th century
          in the sense                  ‘it's only           natural or should I say  
  proper’):
from                     Latin genuinus, from genu ‘knee’ i.e.  get on ur knees -
(with reference to the Roman custom      (                          )
of a father or               uncle             acknowledging the        paternity
of a newborn       child by placing it             on his knee & furtively    
                        molesting it);
later associated with genus                      ‘birth, race, stock.’
                                          (compare
                             Swedish dialect focka
and Dutch dialect fokkelen );        (*******)   (                     ) *******;    
possibly from an                        Indo-European root
    meaning ‘strike,’                    shared by Latin pugnus                 ‘fist.’
Translate **** to:                
                             ["my gf loves to get
      her *** fist-******"] (         ,          )
verb

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