poetry thread

[severedlips]

another big interview next wednesday
freaking out a bit now
J will ease my nerves
on the drive
to ithaca
NY

[likeaghost]

free form strom situation
room to move, groove
great a new fate, faint
from fear, here gear.

That’s better, bet best
letter lost like snail mail
sans stamps, must be cramps.
Can’t read a seed sow soon grown.

Fours from scores settled
while we mettled, might
fight traffic, but that Steve
Winwood’s up to no good.

[fata morgana]

I want to claw open your amniotic sac
and watch you fall out of it

[fata morgana]

I can believe
everything I read
or read
into everything
I believe in–
I just can’t.

[Rich]

Do you see me now
I hope you’re not looking
I can’t be alive
If nobody can see me

Don’t look at me
focus on him
the one you love

Leave me to me
She can see
and I’m glad she can

[likeaghost]

tired true tied never will due
over wait still quite sober
seems all these dreams dye
my mind more than waking
bore dumb life got to though
work tomorrow think i’ll show.

[fata morgana]

For Boo
What is there left ?
But a replica–
a grown man’s
theft
of little lies.
In late August,
do I despise
the thought of being mean
Nothing’s left
but the glean
of private/public nonsense.
Daft print, skint
slipping into the abyss
of politics
food for the rich
riches for the healthy
water, water, water
run red
like polar bear skin
in the sun
of someone’s backyard
animals know no boundaries
except their own.

[fata morgana]

While You’re Twisting…
Where’s he hiding ?
Still
in the sunlight
tightness giving
way to
one string at a time
reaching from the back
of one’s mind
a garbled voice
excusing itself
for what it is
about to do

Fuck you
wherever you are

[likeaghost]

it seems eye dreams more moon beams
but where oh wear whatever you swear
off caring but doubt dissreguard staring
straight alter own gate great another
pun press fun and find forever in mind.

[crazycloud]

i think fate morgana
needs to lay off the
caffinated beverages and
take a vacation
to vibratorville

[fata morgana]

Vibratoville
Hon’, I don’t need no coffee
I got me a nice man.
Met him while I was
flyin’ on a broomstick
n’ feelin’ carsick
takin’ a ride
that took me out
way too long
to write the ending
of a desert song.

[SG]

"fata morgana " wrote:

Fuck you
wherever you are

That would make a great album title!

[fata morgana]

"SG " wrote:

"fata morgana " wrote:

Fuck you
wherever you are

That would make a great album title!

Yes, that is a poem dedicated to the killer of Mia Zapata.

[SG]

"fata morgana " wrote:

Yes, that is a poem dedicated to the killer of Mia Zapata.

Yeah Mia that was a sad death.They did catch the killer a few years ago.

[fata morgana]

"SG " wrote:

"fata morgana " wrote:

Yes, that is a poem dedicated to the killer of Mia Zapata.

Yeah Mia that was a sad death.They did catch the killer a few years ago.

Really ? When was this ?

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