"sames" poems
Cracking my thumb with headphones on, I can just picture the eye of diagonal lady flitting in my direction curiously and gone, that's all. Kid with Red-Wing hat and Beats by Dr. Dre sits across from me *** there's nowhere left to sit, poor kid. Doesn't know me. Manifests that social anxiety for age-the-sames-or-similars. He's texting, avoids eye contact, not that I'm looking, nope nu uh not that I'm looking. Lady with flashing visi-light walks on bus as half-hedge is lit half-hedge is dark silhouette, bus lights. It's dark and rainy. Windows pretty fogged and bogged in dirt and smog and oh my God I feel the song it's verses on it's verses long it's words so vertical!
Redwing looks a little nerved, blanked, searching for saliva salvation in his Beats by Dr. Dre
texts again, I looked uh huh I looked I did this time I looked.
Bus bumps corner cruuuisin', aren't we a speedy bunch?
Cracked my thumb again old man diagonal looks I'm sorry. I'm sorry too. Girl with blonde streaks could be years old could be decades, probably a decade .7, getting off bus behind former diagonal lady, she'll forget my thumb you'll see. Miss her. No sir. Redwing sees me see him turns to look to stop request, uh he didn't look he didn't he's gone, sitting in seat ahead now, Redwing hat cooped in Beats by Dr. Dre, red Van shoes poking out till friend apparitions seat next to him, hi! Redwing takes off Redwing hat and chats apparition, turns hat back wards, forwards, nerved I bet, nerved I can tell don't pretend oh you're fine!
Stops coming so bye I'll talk to you later
special thanks to my parents for making all this possible.
Jan 8, 2013
Jan 8, 2013 at 9:13 PM UTC
Dimes times, dimes times
A little better off than Lennie's pennies
Grimes threw thymes, fines
For thin lines
Into the giving ***
Crime slimes, crime slimes
Poorer than peeling off ***** pauper
Wines and dines, limes
For fat kinds,
Into the waiting rot
Mines mine, mines mine
Sames the games we've all been playing
Shines sharp pines, rhein
Same all the time,
Unto the wading well
.
Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 1:34 PM UTC
Wars and rumors of wars,
plagues and questions of reason
sames we see,
times and seasons, sames we see
reasons to wonder, seasons to think
may be so, maybe otherwise, too;
same as me, and you.
Different almost always, still the same.
Jul 31, 2022
Jul 31, 2022 at 4:31 PM UTC
yes,
breathing filth hurts
we've known it far too well for comfort ;
clogged hearts
/
this is not opposites attract but
polar sames —
you scrub your hands for
the sixty seventh time this week and
i scrub your footprints off the bedroom floor with
ritual sanctimony —
the house reeks of turpentine but
it's the smell of c l e a n
/
yes,
it goes just like this
the repeating loop of a washing machine ;
mirror stains
.
Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 8:04 PM UTC
Why does no one hear my cries,
Sees the truth behind the lies.
I'm screaming, yet no one knows
That the aching pain within me grows.
I want to show the world my pain,
To shock the masses, change the sames.
I want my voice to touch the stars,
But my words are silenced, I hide the scars.
My bed is my comfort, but everyone knows,
With a partner to move with, seeds of loneliness grows.
And while the pain is unhinging and turning my smile,
Maybe fake love will buy peace for a while.
For while the game when played is always a thrill,
You feel the ache after when everything is still.
I try and fake it, saying, "I'm fine."
There's a darkness where my heart used to shine.
I'm tired of "okay", I'm tired of "fine".
I just want someone to see the pain inside.
Someone to pull you from the fake " I love you"'s
Because, let's be honest, when are they ever true?
And though I'm searching for someone to set me free,
To break the chains and comfort my screams.
Maybe the person I've been searching for
Hasn't been hiding like before.
Maybe the person to help me through,
To hold my hand, is coming soon.
Perhaps the person to sing my song
Has been there for me all along.
Though I find it hard to believe,
I mean, no one else believes in me...
The person to help me, to let my voice free,
Is simple, unimpressive... Me.
Feb 27, 2012
Feb 27, 2012 at 12:20 PM UTC
/DREAMSTART
I had the most amazing dream last night.
You and I.
You had come over to visit.
But it wasn't just any visit.
Turns out we were getting married soon.
I think it was arranged by our families.
That night we kissed.
We touched.
We laughed.
The sames images from when I writing last night.
I kissed your lips.
Your stomach.
Your sides.
It was beautiful.
You were beautiful.
But the next day you were unsure.
I was unsure.
"What if this doesn't work out?" you asked me.
Afternoon came around and you decided to leave.
I chased after you asking what was wrong.
You showed me a painting you made.
We were on opposite sides.
In the middle were two smaller pictures.
One was a row of multicolored houses,
And the other was pictures of kids.
You were afraid.
"What if this doesn't work?"
"What if we're away from each other?"
"What if..."
I stopped you.
I was scared too.
I didn't know what to expect.
You were in tears.
I pulled you close and stood silently for a bit.
And said the only thing I could think of.
"I will always love you,
I will always keep you safe,
And I will always be here."
/DREAMEND
Nov 26, 2013
Nov 26, 2013 at 12:37 PM UTC
His eyes have seen the world,
Mine have only seen these dusty plains.
His fingers can strum unending melodies,
Mine only fumble across the strings.
He sees things with a plan and logic,
I only see emotion and feelings.
He takes charge of a situation,
I sit back and follow.
He goes to church,
I sleep in.
He is button downs,
And I am t-shirts.
We are different,
Yet we are the same.
One day I hope we compile our differences,
Set them aside,
Find our sames,
And revel in each other.
Oct 20, 2010
Oct 20, 2010 at 11:16 PM UTC
People say that blood is thicker than water.
That the family you are born into should always come before friends.
Because friends will come and go, just like the tide, but I will never stop loving the ocean. The waves that crash onto my feet may be composed of different drops of water, and when they decend I can't even be certain the sames drops will return, but I do know that those bodies of water kept me afloat even when my blood turned to lead.
My blood stream has never been pure, I started injesting poison by the time I was 4 years old. The empty viles remind me of just how thick my blood has been, so thick that it almost stopped coursing through my veins.
It wasn't until I took a leap into the water that I was able to wash away the pain.
People may say that blood is thicker than water, but I say that without water, no one can survive.
Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 1:07 AM UTC
Samething that make you laugh can make you cry.
Samfiend you put trust in can even lie.
Samejob you work can lay you off.
Samething you once thought was free can eventually come at a cost.
Samepoepole you call family can go missing when times get hard.
Same girl you spilled your heart to can one day still away and part
Oct 19, 2018
Oct 19, 2018 at 9:44 PM UTC
Love turns to face Hate
And at the altar says
"I am yours and you are mine "
Hate doesn't respond
Knowing similar sames
And marital fate
Dec 20, 2019
Dec 20, 2019 at 12:47 PM UTC
Woke up feelin down
Praying for happiness
Still haven’t seen it around
Losing friends but not surprised
Sames ones will return the day i die
I cant hide any more
Heart feeling sore
Been having bad dreams
Why cant i just believe
Wishing you were here with me
Now i am broken free
Hoping for better days
Just pray
Soon life will be ok
Jun 21, 2018
Jun 21, 2018 at 12:57 AM UTC
my hands are slowly touching my flaws
its time to make a change
i've been telling myself since i remember myself
the sames mistakes over and over
another dish in the garbage can
another red mark on my skin
another sleepless night
you were the only person to make me right
what the **** happened?
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 9:16 AM UTC
Do you see what I see
can you
even know what I know
can you
see the hypocrisy of liars
cons and morons
who now turn on their Leader
and fight amongst themselves
crying cease-fire
injustice and atrocities
when selves sames
in their own backyard
have legitimized a burglary
and attempts at extortion and intimidation
and our vituperate selves sames have orchestrated
and conducted
the most vicious campaign of bullying, vilification,
harrassments, smears, misrepresentation,
libelous slander and toxic distortions
not to mention varied contraventions of basic human rights,
against one lone innocent brown man
they urdained to 'wipe out' a blameless man
because they possess the power to do as they please
Telling themselves
that is Democracy in modern today
Do you know
You can fool some of the people all of the time,
and all of the people some of the time,
but you can not fool all of the people all of the time
and do you know that Politics is a con game for scammers
liars, self-serving opportunists and narcissists
and
Scarlet Fever is a selective contagion
that is resistant to the antibiotics of truth,
fairplay, intelligence and commomsense
Nov 2, 2023
Nov 2, 2023 at 9:36 PM UTC