Unsettling Lack of Consequence by 404error, literature
Literature
Unsettling Lack of Consequence
majestic firs flank the street
shrouded in dark sheets
their aura of permanence
dispels some measure of gloom
needles glisten
a single drop quivers
awaiting the plunge
anxious to coalesce
freedom
release
uncertainty
tranquility disturbed
a placid surface trembles
afraid of inevitability
valiantly persisting
calm
peaceful
inevitability
As life winds on
I find myself looking forward
Towards the horizon
Obscured by fog
Silhouettes in the sun
My broken dreams line the path
On either side and just behind
Alluring me with their beauty
Lost forever in my past
The past from which I run
Forever I strive
To reach the end
The end I cannot see
'Bong' goes the phone
All day long
Long into the night
Continually interrupting
Unexpected and unwanted,
The night drones on
Yet another person
To vent and complain
Ignoring my dialogue
As if I'm stupid
There is no escape
This cable is my leash
These walls make my cell
Imprisioned by ignorance
For this is my job
Barely waking from my daze
The problem is solved
The caller is happy
On to the next
Sometimes I wonder
If it's really worth it
These people are rude
Unappreciative and angry
Each time there's a new one
I hope that they're nice
The rudeness of some
Outweighs the polite
I want to get out
But there's nowhere t
For a time
My world was complete
I felt wanted
Liked, even loved
Abrupt and unexpected
You told me
It was all in vain
My world torn apart
Now we're friends
And so we'll stay
Sometimes it's hard
Not to act
Being with you
Is why I exist
When we're together
I'm depressed
When we're apart
I'm lonely
Your boyfriend
Is lucky
I'd give the world
To be with you now
Complete my world
For eternity
That's a really groovy tune, he
Sang, in this weird rumble that
I knew to be lust. I didn't think much
Of it at the time, and just kept on
Tapping my foot like I belonged
In the record player. I don't think
He quite got it; he never heard
The notes unplayed.
He got up and, briefly flashing a
Cold blue silver watch, said that
There isn't time for much else. I
Got up, nodding, and instead of
Sleeping with him, promptly
Spit in his eye with the bad
Whiskey sour still on my breath
And went home.
On the steps, with my hand on
The smooth roundness of the
Railing, I realized something. It
Was that damn espirit de l'escalier;
The
This is to,
dying in another man's arms,
and why I had to try it.
It's to the wire coat hanger
and doing it the right way.
It's for the kiss,
the fuck, and the truck ride home;
the rabble, the grapple,
and the gravel in the driveway;
the enemies, the demons, the
will to survive, and voice of reason
that keeps you from the choices
you know will isolate you.
This is to,
long walks to nowhere
when a friend needs help.
It's to the crying when it's lost
and the looks at the hospital.
It's for the distance known by
heroin addicts 'tween that hit and their last.
The bland coffee, the politics,
the closet and coming out of it;
f
Letter I'll Never Send pt III by tk-nvme, literature
Literature
Letter I'll Never Send pt III
July 22, 2004
Dear God
Who would have thought a letter would be so hard? I'm not even completely sure anything would care about this letter. I just need some way to ask about things.
If I look back on it, I guess that every time I do something even mildly bad, something bad happens to me. It's weird, though, because a lot of misfortune comes even when I'm on a good path... And I noticed a lot of good people around me haven't gotten that awesome a deal, either.
What did Ian
I know I could have been better for it all. I could have made others better for it. Hell, what do I know, I could have saved you, even. But I didn't. I'm just another earthen failure stumbling around here like a sick, lost puppy. Or a hedgehog named Napoleon. That's even more pathetic. What kind of sick fuck made up the name Napoleon? I don't know and I'm assuming you don't either, but the name is forever cursed by a stupid five-foot two imperialist who lost a bunch of major battles, got thrown out of his country, and sent to a tiny island. He tried to redeem himself but in his quest to escape from the island and raise a
Something as sweet as a kiss
a reminder that you're never alone
the perfect touch
soft as silk on a rough day
you can feel it deep within
with a simple 'I love you.'
Love is all around us
in the sky, people that walk by
the joy of ones smile
the perfect feeling.
Little butterflies with just a glance
they whisper and tickle you inside
they want you to fly
see what they see and feel.
It's a beautiful thing to be loved.
Love is all around us
it's in our hearts
to share with another
a warm inner peace that will never leave
never hide
never hurt
never fall
love is lovely.
Love is all around.
Current Residence: Langley, BC, Canada Favourite genre of music: Trance, Rock, Alternative, some R&B Favourite style of art: Prose Operating System: Gentoo Linux / Windows XP Pro MP3 player of choice: Winamp 2.91 Lite Shell of choice: bash Wallpaper of choice: LOS2K2 Skin of choice: minus4 Favourite cartoon character: Troy Maclure (The Simpsons) Personal Quote: *nod*
Geeze you guys, it's not even Christmas yet, chill out, you're giving me heartburn.
Love you guys. Thanks for the premature well-wishing. I prefer to be late, as some of you will discover.
your website?
cos you put in something by jimenarocker (crying for something that's not there)
if you are, jimenarocker's me, and I think that's awesome that you liked my poem! I just happenned to be googling my name and found it and I was just like, surprised to see that somebody liked it! thanks for posting it^^