Thursday, August 28, 2014

Two-faced Monologue

Two-faced Monologue
by me(whatever)
to: IA- Elegy Context

You smiled painfully,
and with the resolution
of a dying child
you turned the clock back.

"It's a count down",
but you are always the same #.
If you could escape your mind
by climbing into mine.

You are in love with dreams,
and that expression of yours
disgusts me when you can't wake, yet
realize you are still asleep.

Let us play a game,
one where you(me) shuts up
and leaves the other forever.
It's not hide and seek.

I'd like those ideals
that were taught as truth,
and shown as lies
to crumble like dust in this world.

There will never be a place,
for either you or me.
I'd like to be on my own,
where someone like "you" doesn't exist.

Monday, August 25, 2014

I am the Hero

I am the Hero
by me(whatever)
to: Tawagoto Speaker

I am the hero,
I am the savior.
I am the one
who will change this world.

I am the king,
I am the emperor.
I am the one
who will set down the laws.

I am the warrior,
I am the knight.
I am the one
who will manage to save you.

I am the teacher,
I am the guardian.
I am the one
who taught what "bravery" was.

I am the observer,
I am the listener.
I am the one
who couldn't hear you.

I am the hero,
I am the liar.
I am the one
who couldn't change your world.

I am the king,
I am the tyrant.
I am the one
whose laws didn't help you.

I am the coward,
I am the knight.
I am the one
who couldn't save you.

I am the enemy,
I am the ignorant.
you are the one
who taught me what "bravery" was.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Plip Plop

Plip Plop
by me(whatever) 

w                p     i   t  t    e  r         o                d     r    o    p              f                   w            t   a     p       w
h                         n                        n                            v                     r                    h            h                 o
i        s                 t                         t                             e                     o         s         e            e                 r
t        o       d        o                        o                            r                     m        i          r                              d
e        f        a                                               g                           t                      l         e            r                s
           t        r          t                        t           r                t          r          t           l                      a
c                   k         h                       h          a                h         e          h                   I             i               o
o         m                  e                        e          s                e          e          e                                 n             n
m         o         c                                              s                                                             c                           
f            r         l          a                        r                          p          l          w                     a            l           a
o            n        o         u         a             o                          l           e          i                      n            i
r             i         u          g         i             u                          u          a          n                                   k        p
t              n        d          u         r             g                          m         v         d                       s           e        a
e              g         s          s                        h                                       e         o                       e                  g
r                        p     a     t     t    e    r                    d     r   i    p         s         w      t   i   p      e                  e
                                                                                                                                                                  .

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Alien Queenly

A1ien 9ueenly
by me(whatever)
to: Equationx**

What!!!
Are you my enemy?
All this time I thought you were my general,
was I being delusional again,
I wonder.....

You don't exist yet,
but I dream of you so many times,
my mother doesn't know. my father doesn't know.
or care.
My psychologist doesn't know.

Right now!!1
you want me to write this right now?
calm down red strip
I wasn't
trying to publish this at the moment.

Is it past one am
I can smell something seeping in here
probably through the window
and I know
exactly what it is, you.

Why!9!
Must it be three explanation points???
That English teacher would have a fit
but I have to
explain this, this way.

It's a normal day,
I'm bored. I'm dead. I need a shower.
Everyones left me by myself
like I have
and I willingly did math today.

Laughter!!!
It's far away, but it must be at me
even my existence is so embarrassing.
Oh wait,
that's right. I'm the one laughing. At them.

It must be the same,
the same dream. the same day. the same socks.
And that number 19 is continuing to haunt me
and I might
care. but do nothing about it.

It's Lost!!!
and I'm sweeping out the cobwebs in my brain
trying so hard to remember the name you had.
but, I'd forgotten
that the mind has no back up files.

I am right handed.
I'm not special like you are,
though (of course) you won't read this
this is
absolutely. The ramblings of an alien queenly, socially-starved Neet. 

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Insomnia

Insomnia
by me(whatever)
to: KK- N

the night falls
and before I notice it
I'm wrapped in the dark,
the dark that
extends to places I am unable to reach.

the silence echoes
in this lonely lit room
 and I can sense the words
clearer here
with everyone else asleep.

It's happened again
the lamp flickers again
and there is a forest of trees,
an escape,
dancing in the shadows on the wall.

unable to sleep
because my body has memories
I don't wish to remember
asking me
how to separate dreams from dreams.

Monday, August 4, 2014

No
by me(whatever)
to: Stephen Swartz- Bullet Train

would life move easier,
if everyone disappeared
one day in some kind of
virus apocalypse
if everyone was eaten
by the hell rampaging
in their own heads.
would I be happier,
if that old lady down the street
suddenly got hit by a car
on the sundays
she loves so much
if that neighbor across the road
tortured young children
until they were
no longer recognizable.
would I be saved
if my father beat me
if my mother spat
on my grave
every single time
she would pass by
with her red and blue umbrella
when no rain could fall.
would I be able to relax
if my friends ignored me for good
if there was no sound
able to reach
the tiny birds ears
as the cat sneaks up behind.
would I be less of a coward
if someone stabbed me
with a rusty knife
and left me to bleed
in an abandoned alley way
if it was misty everyday
and they all stayed indoors
while I wandered outside.
would I be smarter
if that dog behind the fence
jumped out and ran
surviving on garbage
in gutters and trashcans
until it rotted away on
the steps of an unknown persons home
if the teacher in that classroom
gave up one day
and hung himself
from the banister.
would I be forgiven
if everyone else was worse
if I pretended
it wasn't my fault
if I had managed
to believe
in those lies.