"situps" poems
i know you dont think im looking
i see everything though
i see the sparrows feed and the iron bars holding on
i see the murky water bowl and the sprints up the stairs
i see moonlight situps
because you are "training for the new season"
loose shirt, yet to you it is skin tight
bulging
like a balloon
and we all know what happens to balloons
when they keep growing and growing swelling up
they pop.
and you realise in fact, that the balloon that you thought was there was in fact.
a lifeless hunk of rubber, desperate for a little air
now im not saying that the balloon is a figure of your mind
but im saying that this is.
Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 4:07 AM UTC
Lifes a chuckle and the jokes on you
Life can be trouble with the ocassional Cordeon bleu,
The ins and outs of who I'm I, and how do I relate to you?
A colidoscope of perceptions altered by cruel vices, how do I make amends with fresh blood on my hands. How do I love when I don't even hate?
slues of pornagraphy alter my thoughts. Existence can be ****** when you've seen so many ***** ***** Funny haha or funny dismiss? Laughing until the tension burns out and my mind sets off on a new route.
Does being strong make me a man? Doing situps until I'm responsible, what a joke as am I.
I'm really not quite sure whats happens when you die, but one things for **** sure you should try to enjoy the ride.
Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 5:02 PM UTC
A thousand situps and
a punch in the stomach
Crossing the finish line
of a one hundred meter sprint
Catch your breath
Don’t be sick
Trying to ***** your heart
out of your mouth
Hands around your throat
Vice clamped around your head
Can’t breathe
Can’t breathe
Everything goes quiet
but it’s noisy still
Somebody said it
They mentioned her
but they didn’t know it
Quick as a breath there’s a
brick in your stomach and
hands around your throat
An Army rucksack
thrown on your shoulders
Your heartbeat aches
Stood still in the centre of a hurricane
Life happening around you
You face her
But you can’t reach her
You feel her
But you can’t touch her
She’s right there with you
But you still miss her
Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 2:57 PM UTC