ego-s-verses

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gross

in class i asked my friends to give me two words to write a poem about, they gave me 'repulsive' and 'disgusting'. they are very kind to me. here is the result:

the spores in my breath foreshadow my death i stumble and i fall and i fall into a crawl and i'm dying from the inside out i'm repulsive i'm disgusting i'm rotting from the inside out the beetles and spiders eating me from inside out my chest begins to hurt moths are chewing through my shirt i cry and then i choke i choke until i'm croak-ing i'm wasting from the inside out i'm revolting i'm sickening mould is growing from the inside out the birds and the lizards are nesting in my insides, out

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rain

it falls on a leaf slides down and off and splashes to the ground it falls on a roof pittering and pattering and washing through the pipes

it falls on a poor businessman's head protected in vain by his leather briefcase it falls down a car window becoming entertainment for the children inside it falls into a river and runs down, back into the ocean it falls onto the footpath walked over by people rushing to get indoors it falls into an animal's fur shaken off and spread around the backyard it lands in the creases of my palm i look up at the sky, i squint, and i groan i just hung the washing out

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sonnet

none of those words were about you so why did i say there were? i knew i never loved you so why waste time pretending i did?

those words weren't about anyone so why did i keep writing them? i'm not sure why i faked loving you did i just want to love someone?

you were so selfish and toxic so why did i even try to satisfy you? it's not like i didn't have other friends i never needed you, so why?

there was never a time i loved you my love was never real, okay? it's not like it ever earned any profit so why am i now writing you a sonnet?

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waves

rising and falling against the sand slowly lapping at the ground ripping apart boats and sailors swallowing whole and unforgiving

to some it is solace, others' death chipping away at mountains to create the land it lays on crashing against it once more

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a kiss goodnight

did you hear about the boy whose father loved him dearly and kicked him to the ground and kissed his son’s head goodnight

did you hear about the boy who snuck into the locked office and found his fathers old gun and kissed his own head goodnight 

did you hear how they screamed and ran out into the snow crying out loud, the name of the boy who kissed his own head goodnight

did you hear how he had smiled laughing with his friends reciting poetry in the caves and kissing his poor head goodnight

did you hear how the father didn’t let his son do what he loved leaving him crying in the dark and kissing his own head goodnight

he kissed his own head goodnight he kissed his son’s head goodnight he kissed his own head to death he kissed his son’s head to death

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valid

someone say yes just one person say yes tell me that i’m right give me the okay please, i need it

i won’t do anything without permission verbalised or implied i don’t mind any kind just don’t let me take all the blame i’m not strong enough for that

if i have a decision i will field it to somebody, anybody their answer shall be mine i will make it so forced validation is still validation

help me agree with me yes me yes me yes me

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'til the morning (mourning)

they won’t find me ‘til the morning but, right now, i am at peace for the moss has found comfort atop me and the beetles have found a home in my skull

they won’t find me ‘til the morning but that doesn’t matter for the wolves gnaw on me at dusk and the birds sing with me at dawn

they won’t find me ‘til the morning but they won’t ever find my soul for that belongs to the forest I have surrounded and laid myself to rest in

they won’t find me ‘til the morning but i yell and whoop and cheer in joy anyway for the night hears my song and then the mourning begins

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pale-face zombie

she was, by no means, a perfect person her hair was all no-natural and her lungs were cased in tar she could dazzle and smile but she wasn’t going to get any far

watch how the eyes dance across the room following her wherever she goes notice how the light shines behind her head so I guess we know where she’s going to go when her body lies cold and dead

she doesn’t walk, she sways she doesn’t talk, she says “nothing can touch you.” ‘cause she’s just a ghost haunts my days

my pale-face zombie cheeks reddened by my blush pale-face zombie my, you give me a rush lipstick all smudged my dress up doll my lay’n still zombie don’t let me fall my pale-face zombie

remember when she laughed and she kissed that plastic-made boy with no name and all I want is to take his place but you know she’d never admit that she wants that lovely disgrace

but only when it’s my face that her hands lie on only when it’s my neck that her lips sigh on only when it’s my shoulder for her eyes to cry on behind closed curtains and doors

she moves with the breeze and her hands start to freeze and she can’t hold mine ‘cause she’s just a ghost haunts my days

my pale-face zombie cheeks reddened by my blush pale-face zombie my, you give me a rush lipstick all smudged my dress up doll my lay’n still zombie don’t let me fall my pale-face zombie

kiss me, pale-face zombie love me, pale-face zombie kill me, pale-face zombie replace my breath with yours

hold me, pale-face zombie love me, pale-face zombie steal me, pale-face zombie take me for your own

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•·.·'doggerel collection'·.·•

;i tried to / fit all of you / inside my pen;

;when an animal cries, the tears catch in their fur, and stay there until it dries;

;if you were to ask me to bring you the world my hands would turn up bare. ask me why i brought up naught and i shall answer that is is because you are my world;

;i see you and me standing side by side. we aren't doing anything but our hearts swell just being in the presence of each other. i sink further into the ocean for this dream is but a siren's song i would gladly fall prey to;

;in a bleak, desolate plain the only thing i need is your presence, to shine a path out, no matter how far i am lost and trapped. while i am restrained in endless fields you allow me space to breathe;

;lost in a world of euphonies, a single snap can bring you back down to the ground. lost in a world of artistry, a single snap can bring you back to words on a page. a single snap and all my attention is brought to you. the euphony is your voice and the artistry is the words of which you speak;

;tell me all your problems, i won't respond but i will listen. i have no advice to give. however if you wish to simply articulate your issues, come to me. i will help in anyway i can. any single way. except for talking;

;people say 'don't think all the time' or 'don't overthink. i say you should always think, but never do. that way you won't hurt anyone;

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↳ ❝ [ MASTERLIST ] ¡! ❞

₊˚ପ⊹ poems ༉‧₊˚.

dear E

the greats

twin soul

single bed

'til the morning (mourning)

valid

a kiss goodnight

waves

sonnet

rain

gross

ੈ✩‧ songs .ೃ࿐

i'm sorry, honestly

vacancy

pale-face zombie

•·.·'doggerel collection'·.·•

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;people say 'don't think all the time' or 'don't overthink. i say you should always think, but never do. that way you won't hurt anyone;

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;tell me all your problems, i won't respond but i will listen. i have no advice to give. however if you wish to simply articulate your issues, come to me. i will help in anyway i can. any single way. except for talking;

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;lost in a world of euphonies, a single snap can bring you back down to the ground. lost in a world of artistry, a single snap can bring you back to words on a page. a single snap and all my attention is brought to you. the euphony is your voice and the artistry is the words of which you speak;

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;in a bleak, desolate plain the only thing i need is your presence, to shine a path out, no matter how far i am lost and trapped. while i am restrained in endless fields you allow me space to breathe;

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;i see you and me standing side by side. we aren't doing anything but our hearts swell just being in the presence of each other. i sink further into the ocean for this dream is but a siren's song i would gladly fall prey to;

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;if you were to ask me to bring you the world my hands would turn up bare. ask me why i brought up naught and i shall answer that is is because you are my world;

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vacancy

i settle in under the cold grey sheets stare up at the flat ceiling that you insisted upon i walk the open plan and we’re both left wanting more

we’ll sit upon the roof, staring at the starless sky say anything you want, we won’t be the same as before no matter how hard we try

you can buy me a house made out of diamond but it won’t have dirty sinks or rocking chairs you can build it from scratch, raised up from the ground but you won’t see me cleaning the gutters or floors

see, this isn’t a place to grow old together we won’t be laughing, doing taxes at the table no bumping hips washing dishes looking around, my eyes burning at the white paint on the doors i beg of you to reconsider

you tell me this is what i want but it’s not what i want it’s what you want, and what i want is anything that will make me happy and you, so be it, do not make me happy

i’m not yours no matter how hard you try

you can buy me a house made out of diamond but it won’t have dirty sinks or rocking chairs you can build it from scratch, raised up from the ground but you won’t see me cleaning the gutters or floors

don’t you see how burdened i am by this vacancy?

in this vacancy i scream and you give me headache medicine as if that’s going to help at all, not at all in comparison to how i would feel in a house with a roof of grating planks a house without your off white walls and cold tile floors

thank you for trying but i do not appreciate your empty, open space and your heart of vacancy