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Bridge GraffitiI know little of this place—just trains and track and long stretches of swamp.Bridge Graffiti
Cities and coffee shops and tired business men. Names I can’t quite place.
Unfamiliar train stops. But, I do know that “matt
sucks ass”. Fo’ real, yo.
by ~TwiztdPsyche
Blistered AvalonShe stood with legs spread, Chipped toenails and all, straddling The smoldering road.Blistered Avalon
Lifting her bare arms, As the rain hurled itself from Green-edged thunder caps.
Each drop, a rusty Streak down her neck as smoky Fog envelops her.
Charred pine needles and Singed flesh—there is nothing left. Shadows dissolve, too.
Embracing the mist,
She follows the warm highway. It’s time to move on.
by ~TwiztdPsyche
Soul-boundSifting through l e t t e r sSoul-bound
and wading among paragraphs;
dodging hyphens— (and parenthesis) nearly slamming head first into quotation marks,
I tiptoe along ellipses, crossing the chasm of columns in my quest…
Searching for your soul’s back door, I find it nestled black and white amongst the periods.
by ~TwiztdPsyche
The Danger of Monotony---In your shadows I am swimmingThe Danger of Monotony
Trailing my fingers lightly through the wind, I am missing the comfort of soft hair under my chin.
Today I am an excavator. Tomorrow, a spelunker.
There is always something to learn.
I want to slip inside murky irises and see new things.
Colors not yet named.
Eyelids separate two whizzing microcosms.
“Everything looks sharper when you open them.”
Masquerading as a concrete and steel druid,
I etch my name through the clouds and sky.
Today I am the window. Tomorrow, the asphalt.
We lay together as the wo
by ~TwiztdPsyche
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Bad PoetryDear --,Bad Poetry
I began your letter at the stop sign on Third Street and lost it in a traffic jam on Hemming Way; you would've rolled your eyes at the name, so I tried to imagine you sitting beside me. That's what did it, of course--I had a perfectly good sentence and it went right out the window
with sentiment.
See there--I was trying to redeem myself by writing a poem, but apologetic prose doesn't like to share. I had grand illusions--something about a word o
by `GeneratingHype
Ode to Eyes10/19 Ode to EyesOde to Eyes
Ev'ry eye tells a tale, a past, a future, where you hail.
Human pupils dilating, c'lestial; your gazes cling.
O'er the brow and lid, a slash, pinning skin, splitting lash.
Red or yellow, black or blue, hints to change of mind or mood.
Wolven eyes without remorse, human tears? They're anthromorphs!
Cyborg eyes with nuts and bolts, decorated forest cults.
A forest boy's devoid of fear, or a boy's ice blue which holds a tear.
Eyes on a face without a scar, or knowing battl
by ~Krystalblood
The fisherman's JournalMaybe the day is coming.The fisherman's Journal
There's a salesman's sky overhead and the fishing boats are returning to the docks. One by one. Swaying buoys and rippled tides and severed memories. Refunds; not even nine AM. Clouds just rolled on in. Heavens pour.
I'm on the porch with the cash box, listening to the rain. Shaking it every so often to myself; hoping she can hear it, and hoping she's okay.
Shame. Disgrace. I can feel it like a magnet; charged thunder. Mastercard. More ripples.
Six months ago this day. Gray li
by ~SHMACKDOJO
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- Current Residence: Jersey
- Interests: Art, Writing, Video Games, Reading, Music, Film
- Favourite movie: LotR: FotR, Princess Mononoke, Annie Hall
- Favourite band or musician: Jack Johnson, Guster, Streetlight Manifesto, Dispatch, SGR
- Favourite genre of music: SKA, rock, punk, celtic, trance
- Favourite poet or writer: David Guterson, Tamora Pierce, Billy Collins, Thoreau
- Favourite style of art: Realism
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- Favourite game: Halo, DDR: Konamix, FFIX
- Tools of the Trade: My muse and my laptop
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- Email: LR66@drexel.edu
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Pretty plain.
Half of the stuff on Adult Swim is crap anyway. Especially that s-CRY-ed shit. Whoever conceived that should be beaten to death with sticks. I told you before though, Japanamation fails. Whenever you find something halfway interesting that can hold your attention without confusing the hell out of you or becoming campy (in a bad way) after 3 episodes decides to become completely pretentious and talk down to you. The only show I've ever seen that strikes any kind of balance between those two poles was Bebop, which had its own set of flaws which ironically made it enjoyable.
I've concluded that the Japanese, confined to their own little world in the Pacific, should be left to their own devices in their own strange little world.
P.S.
J-Pop is the scourge of humanity. Like you would not believe.
P.P.S.
In WoW, can you participate as a Crypt Lord, Dreadlord, Lich, or Death Knight? If so, sign me up because I want to summon Infernals.
And stuff.
"Yes, I am here."
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