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You don’t like me You only like the fiction in your mind You don’t know me You only show me the likable version of you
By Atomic Historian11 months ago in Poets
It’s an effervescent antidepressant When you can’t pay your rent Money whores stripping us of everything As we cling to our last life line to reality
A world set on fire By gilded desire A covetous breath You spent so much time taking away my freedom You forgot to live
Bitter greens Slithering unseen Through my dreams A strenuous subcutaneous existence Complaisance in a crime of the mind
Herbicides glide on snide remarks As snakes slither in the dark Venom spit from the mouths of the unfit and witless As we witness our destruction
By Atomic Historian12 months ago in Poets
Heavy is the grass that bends All glass breaks in the end Water washes all away The plants return in the light of day As mycelia conquer the hidden depths
Cold, black elixir trickling down my throat Some days it is warm as its cream fills my gut Its energy powers my life Without it
I can dream again I can be again My mind was locked in a prison But now they cut through Like an incision A vision Of hope?
Bleed the beast they say But how do I bleed it When it feeds me When it needs me As much as I need it I want to cleave it off
Don’t cry You never knew them They were never human Nothing but a glimmer A thought Of something you sought Just a thought
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Leprechauns shaking shillelaghs As the leper cons say pay me Butterflies in disguise as they spin their lies Spiders trickling down
Falling up to the sky Kiss the moon The swallow’s swoon The clouds cry on the plain Rotting corpses rule the day Shards of the gods wandering aimlessly
