One very ugly old man walked into a bar.
Living in his own world for so many years, passing his time hiding inside a bottle.
Let the pity of others pay his bar tab.
picked himself up from whatever corner he fell, gave up on grooming a long time ago.
Sat on a barstool waiting to die.
sat all alone regretting his past.

Okay. If you will notice, the date is way way forward on this entry. this is for a reason. What I am hoping is that It will stay at the top of the community untill then ( Read more... )

So I noticed nobody really picked up on the photo prompt excercise, my self included (sorry majestic_lies) I don't know about everyone else but I've been in a semi-slump latley and finding it hard to work on poems, let alone create new ones. So, does anyone have nay excersises/ideas of their own to post to the community? I think it would be cool just to get ( Read more... )

Even I, crushed for a while
(you hang out with the right
crowd, to be liked)
dirty deeds outwiegh all that

with every word;
every breath
you make my stomach churn

like most of my work i might expand on this, I might not. for the most part it is meant to be short. thoughts?

Grappling with the Earth ( Read more... )

This is a small prose piece ( Read more... )

Alright. I see this done in another community I am in, so I decided that it might work for us ( Read more... )

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Minds that shrink with a failing waist line

Arguments that are created out of the corseted stomaches

Desires withheld with the breaking of the dawn

As composer shatters with the falling mirror

Hair that beauty created

On a thundering night

As the devil rose

In bloodied fear

The moon rises above the window, every night

As the clear speculation ( Read more... )

The flame flickers
I watch it's incredible glow
The flame comes into me
It knows all that i know
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