the toasters a united voicethe toasters a united voice12 years ago in Other More Like This
you're definitly right about one thing (agarash)
all of you furry people so distasteful (atmcdragon)
discharged on grounds of psychological reasons (kimitha)
I found in your kind words the reason to believe (lala)
everything is related connected bound (nenina)
halfway between your heart and mind (blender13)
The behaviors of each one of them are often totally different,
and if you know them you have some walked way(centaura)
but coloring unborn chicken eggs is a bit eccentric as well (badfish)
I\'m just a natural born show-off, I guess.(jnc)
but I will do whatever the winner wishes.(alchemism)
I will be here until my dreams come(n05feratu)
lift me up or place me back down(ornjelibn)
holding on to every shadow,
every sound at every corner.(rajivmathur)
Secrecy; as, these things were transacted in silence.(comoda)
physical abuse always hurts(paranoiz)
this is one of the shortest length of time I took (extremeways18)
I wanted to get the feel of the cockpit (jaxspider)
Port of Rotterdam , T
ExaroExaro11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a simple grammatic
prophylactic rhapsody in blue--
arms quaking, bones shaking the space
numb hands thrumming
one loud, unending beat.
Polymorphic mobiles dance naked,
so many stars against the vacant expanse
folding the unfolding words
into hijacked, weeping rhyme--
symbols struggling to implant it
in the stone cold static.
Almost RealAlmost Real12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're saying goodbye for the millionth time
and hoping dreams that would never arise
from the death of life and faithless adoration
that crumbles into a sea of apathy and lethargy
rambling into the cold misery of a blank white wall
and you stared
as it is transformed into a screening of your life
spiralling around one of the days you laughed
and ghosts of your loves flash before you, breathing
almost real into your mouth, winning you over
once more with the thought you may have it again
and you watched
as it made so much noise silently and you believe
that the sun can defy gravity in your memories
but you're not realizing that coffee has no cream
when it is black and the night is just the very same
with the lies you tell yourself, you cannot discover
and you lived
through that one moment, paused in time as
your eyes closed tight saw your life forever,
side-stepping your own truth and diving into the fallacy
that could perhaps be so honest again with the whisper
of a starlit winter nig
rere13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
(recalling, recollecting, remembering, reminiscing, refreshing)
it was de ja vu
it seemed to me I'd
heard you say
that word before
that word that shakes me from the center
that word that thrills me to the core
you know, that one, I think I heard that word before
and then I remembered
laughter glittered moments
you with me
you with me
say that word again, babe...
SpecterSpecter11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A figure maneuvered memory's periphery
tossing greeting, smiles and winking
low brow antics blurred by ripples
of whistles and crunching gears
shuffled gawks missed him
commanding childhood bunker buddies
poised at sunrise
on a destroyer
lead-pumping fishermen from 300 meters
while hiding at night, paused
in haste shooting trees and shadows.
Shrouded over years
in pus transfused
through tubes and blips
echoed crayon kisses -
though my side glance dismissed him
as an epitome of middle-age
in forgetting another hobbling specter
that twenty years ago
I could have been a fisherman
standing on a boat
palms and chest thrust
gun-scoped by a glare of despair.
the Butcheringthe Butchering12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the tears burn behind my eyes
as ever so carefully
I asked the question.
Perhaps I knew the answer, but still
I had to ask.
Maybe, I thought, there will be concern
and care felt in the hesitation.
Confused and confusing,
staring unbelieving, listening
searching for reason
knowing the answer will be certain.
Still I must ask
still I must seek
sense or peace.
Dawns the awakening.
Now it's done.
We breathe in slow motion silence.
Will you cry, I thought I heard you sigh.
I only imagined...
It began as a ripping
an excruciating rending
as the knife sliced downward through my center
carefully scraping my bones.
I wanted to wail,
such a painful motion this is
this tearing away of love
this cutting from the sinew
from the muscles, the very heart of my being.
Let it be over soon.
It's nearly impossible to stand
(I cannot stand)
It's nearly impossible to wait
(I want to run)