"sanitys" poems
a coin harlot he showers the day
with his turn of phrase that would sell
a sunken city to a floating fat man
the floating man
isnt really fat
but he belives himself to be
after all they wouldnt lie on tv would they
so he spends his lackluster days
become a deeper shade of golden tan and thinner by
shouting phrases of strangers arguments at
the passing clouds
nawing on the bone of contentious verbal meat
he floats in a life peserver
from the Lusitania
and its well peserved sanitys sealed in a jar
which he grips with a fevered hand they
are both his bane and plastic fantastic lover doll
all rolled into one evil mocking grin rubber ducky smelling henchwoman
she languishes in her sand and shell embrace of her lips
her rubber ducky superglue scent
is her own chinese man trap
after all dosnt every man secretly desire a love affair with
his rubber duck
they wouldnt lie about that on tv now would they
course not, dont be silly
i wait for first my ride home
but failing that
i will swim
goodnight and sleep tight
least you find yourself a rubber ducky
you can f@%ky
Jul 1, 2013
Jul 1, 2013 at 7:42 PM UTC
Rooms full of tiny paper,
getting a round like the party ****
Everybody ingests these playful
images, for much more.
Sometimes hoping for less.
Hallways grabbing at my ankles,
Shadows move on demand and breathe.
I quickly dash to the bathroom,
searching for some peace of mind.
Focus: disappeared.
Colour changing loss tiles.
My face nor my mind no longer belong to me.
This place is haunted, and not by some extraterrestrial nor ghosts.
This is my own doing.
As we decide to for a walk,
we stop by a river.
**** and **** by the standby,
in case I act up.
When the sky and the river became one,
I realised I had too much fun,
and must escape.
As me and my friends run to the door,
screams of fear echo in my mind.
The door decides to run away,
little does it know it has 3 sets of big eyes,
on the chase.
We enter the door into this horror styled,
amusement park ride. Where anything can happen. Anything can jump,
no appetite.
I spend my hour in purgatory,
to finally come back a stable-ish
young man.
The Cheshire cat hide at the end of the bed talking he and I both out of these
uncomfortable situations.
Each plea louder then the next.
Eventually she enters the door,
like a lonely animal,
seperated for a lifetime.
I do want I wanted to do,
rest my head upon her breast,
patiently awaiting for sanitys return.
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 12:09 PM UTC
blurry images of black figures
fill the cinema in my head
a deep soft
creeping
passionate
whisper
seeps
in
she speaks like a distorter
of colorful images
blotted out
in the
pain
ful
we smile on the bench like wicked
I press my eyes on the skin
and I am far stricken
touching the
pale ill
inside
eyes that are filled with
slumber ancestry
mourn the funeral
of anatognized
lovers
breathe out
purging
lightly
turn to the side of dark
barcelona instristic in the wet
paris of your broken fingers
linger elegantly
with my dress of leather
take your hands
kiss them
banish crime of the wrong
ashes of the fire flutter
around me like doves
on a day of birth
I lightly lift my arms
so that the flesh falls on my hands
and I feel those things for the last time
creasing eyebrows
the frigid temples of these ancient ruins
hidden deep in forbidden valleys
carefully painted with a red smoke
of lips
the lines in palms
and feminine hips
laughter and screams fade out
with the pressing of things that
beat within small human chests
that may stop at any moment
we must keep going now
in search for a sacrifice
for the blood of harmony
in her smallest hope
do you feel the heavy burden of the white oceans
filled with nothing but sanitys affliction
lets throw our minds into those waters
carelessy
like the small
particles in the wind
the sky closes
the sun purges
the night runs to a haven
cross bred in between the two
we are in a place
we dont know of
and the muscles in my cheeks
shiver as I smile
finally.
Dec 14, 2010
Dec 14, 2010 at 8:09 AM UTC
I did not realize the weight of all these bad decisions
Directly in the shade cast by massive collisions
Needed to move somewhere warm
Escape the cycle of snow
Garden was fading when it needed to grow
For own sanitys sake I fled
Couldn't outrun the hell inside my head
Jan 27, 2021
Jan 27, 2021 at 12:00 PM UTC
I write this out of consideration of you
I promise to never do what the voices tell me to
oh they're always calling, pleading for me to act
all my life dealing with them it's amazing I haven't cracked
it's no easy task
keeping them confined behind sanitys mask
day in, day out, I fight non stop
they are a bunch of criminals and I am the only cop
no I'm just kidding there are no voices only me
DON'T LISTEN HE'S TRYING TO GET FREE
I am just a regular person like all of you
**** IT DON'T BELIEVE WHAT HE'S SAYING IS TRUE
hey, you wanna go for a walk in the park
OH MY GOD, DON'T DO IT! IT'S ALREADY DARK
these guys make me laugh, you wanna have some fun call me
ha, you ego maniac it's always about you and always will be
wish you all would take a flying leap
if you jerks don't mind I am trying to get some sleep
this was written in consideration of you
but you WILL do what WE SAY and there's NOTHING you can do
Jan 31, 2011
Jan 31, 2011 at 1:44 AM UTC
Sanity's lace
Holding me together
It's ribbon stained with the tears of time
Sanity's lace wrapping around me
To the point I can not breath
The thing that binds
I feel its threads
Slowly slipping
Away
Leaving you to what you are
When it is all gone in the wind
And your mind comes undone
And your heart mind and soul
All fly in different directions
When the only thing that lays
At your feet is a silk memory
What will you be with out your
Sanity's lace
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 9:59 PM UTC
As u meet me in hell my friends I can tell you are journey has not come to an end for this is just a temporary den and Satan decided to become my friend this is the reason this twist3d madness will never end its just like these padded walls are closing in for the mind is an asylum when sanitys lost so make the choice no matter the cost because once it's gone reality is so far lost
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 4:43 AM UTC
The ink sinks through
as our sanitys brink, burrows
Deeper, deeper.
Into a world where blood red pain
shatters the moments
we tried our best to hold onto.
Scatters, across the reminders.
Lest they forget
to come forth and find us.
Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 7:29 AM UTC