"wahh" poems
the lakewater near the banks darken with the shadows of coniferous trees
not unlike the way my ***** darkened just the other evening with transgression
and i find myself waiting,arcing the ash from my cigarette in fiery transient streaks.
this is north west angle's public dock, a sunken relic of the anishinabe
appropriately too young to be old just like the ******* rest of us.
kee no wahh she spits with conviction,
her forked tongue a testament to the near science fiction
that keeps its ugly head low to the ground
in the backwater communities of
rural ontario and manitoba
and saskatchewan
and beyond.
purple and yellow and green galaxies span across the deep space of my neck
and that's good enough, they reckon, to land me in the passenger's seat.
now the sun's shallow beneath the canadian shield
leaving only a violent, open **** on the skyline
and the watered down blood of ritual sacrifice to
filter up through the cheesecloth of the underbrush
and effectively discolour the poplars in a pastel
identical to the lining of my ****
so ask me how many children have been
stranded on the pallid, uneven terrain of my thighs
and i'll stop making references to my ******
Feb 22, 2010
Feb 22, 2010 at 10:12 AM UTC
just trying out
a new blade
it was a freebee
at the Cutter's Convention.
well, it handles nicely,
cuts efficiently,
leaves a nice scar . . .
AND NOW for my POEM:
waah wah waaaah wahh
I so EMO waaaaah!
Nov 23, 2021
Nov 23, 2021 at 10:10 AM UTC
Hehehe hohoho,
Who is having fun in this limbo,
Is it me, Is it you,
Wahh hahaha,
Why, Do you, Want to, Understand,
Of course I do, Of course you do,
Pffft hahaha aww man,
Where are we going,
I don't know, You don't know,
Ahh hehehe,
What are we trying to see,
Is it you, Is it me,
Haahaa ha oh dear,
How did we come here,
I don't know, You don't know
Jun 5, 2010
Jun 5, 2010 at 7:18 PM UTC
Boo hoo
wahh wahh wahh
stop treating me like i live in shoe
sometimes my failures to please you make me sad
don't tell me to get over it
i don't think you know my plans
do whatever you see fit
call me a ******* coward with my head in the sand
you don't know until you're me
the stress i hold inside from today
you really can't see
i'm trying to do it your way
i can't help being walked over
i can't help being unreliable
don't say i'm crazy about some lover
because you, my parents, are liable
you make me want to cut
embrace my failures even more
you make me crazy and scared but
where do i put this Anger you make me store?
Feb 20, 2014
Feb 20, 2014 at 11:13 PM UTC