sappy one

[occipudding]

Turquoise Is An Ugly Color

Maybe they're all convoluted
My ideas about love
About mutual caring
I believed in our cause
Despite each intefada declared on eachother
Well,
Maybe just to a point
But I just  got so sick!
My release was but febrile
I ate all your bullshit
I swallowed your tears
I gave you a friend
And my eyes never strayed
But, well
Gee
Fuck the naked skin of only her back
And all the windows in sizes of dump trucks
I ended this
So why do I still not let go?
I've seen your sweet face in my dreams
At the head of a beast
I must put down this beast
When I sail back to sleep
I feel ripped off
For placing on you my wretched salvation
For shunting my love in thru your pores and again in sappy renditions
You couldn't even fucking speak to me!
I'd broken down
It should have been your turn to maintain!
True love now benign
Excuses, excuses away

[tarkil]

Damn man, that's awesome... Really...
I usually don't find anything that great in everything I read here, but yours are just plain awesome...

Congrats dude...

[occipudding]

thanks man.  it's nice to be appreciated.    i have a way with words.  if only i had a way with women 

[theshadeisatool]

Yep, tops again. Loved the use of intefada.

[occipudding]

thanks, i think i spelled it wrong though.  i think it's supposed to be intifada.  whoops.  my bad.  anyways, lines 16 and 17 are references to 2 poems i wrote about that cunt that this one is about when we were still together and "happy."  im just gonna post them if anyone's interested.

Casa

Born into a white blanket
The sleepdust in her eyes
She'd be the sugar and I can be the milk
"Good morning, beautiful," I say
I'll be the tea, she's Cafe Ole to jumpstart the day and in front of a window the size of a dumptruck, just come a little closer
The floor like the head of a bear
But the hallways don't have teeth
And the walls don't come snarling at you
Sunlight dances on every inch of my box
And she always comes to bed with me
Inspiration flows like water through the walls of her villa
And we wake up all twisted in knots
(And not-to-live-withouts)
In the black that follows the day, light-pollution killed all the stars
So we look down to the street, congested with cars
Cappuccino at night
And the world spins only for us

[That cunt, that cunt]* She's So Swell

Swept up in sweat and escaping exhales
My weakness like a drug
To love like this was still long gone
And those euphoric relapses
Of soberly closed eyes and contentedly balled fists
The naked skin of only her back--
The plainest masterpiece I have ever seen
And I bear witness to the most heartwrenching concoction of stardust man has ever known
And I can write only of her name
A 'C' with a sigh
And the rest with relief
And if life is a gift
Then her's is of dying and then catching my breath
She whispers the world into my ear
And I see with her colors as well as my own
I no longer merely go on
Or wake just to brave the storm
But I appreciate the gift now
And until I go blind and I unexist
Until my memories are dead and gone
I will love this life with all my heart

*the names and faces have been changed in order to protect dumb bitches

my how love fades.  there was another one i wrote for her at the beginning of this past summer that was really really REALLY good.  if i can find it, ill post it.  one, bitches!

[tarkil]

That's awesome once again :

She whispers the world into my ear
And I see with her colors as well as my own

GREAT !!

[occipudding]

That's awesome once again :

She whispers the world into my ear
And I see with her colors as well as my own

GREAT !!

really??  i dont know, i kinda like this line better than that one:

"And I bear witness to the most heartwrenching concoction of stardust man has ever known"

i dont know, i mean those 2 are good lines i guess but that one just stands out more.  i thought this poem was great when i first wrote it.  amazing even.  now i look at it and its ok but i think ive gotten better since i wrote it.  just a little bit.  that was written about a year ago.

[occipudding]

found the last one.  before i begin, why am i the only one posting in this section.  where's everybody else's poetry?  anyways, this was titled "To My Short Asian Noxzema Against This Drawn Out Nightmare of a Spacial Pimple":

The tortoise turns and falls right out of his shell
Horrified and fully conscious
Painfully aware
And I see you lying naked wrapped in all of your innocence
Your vowels move me
Your whispers sail me to sea
The blue world shaves half of its skin off
And we're alone in the sky
Immune to injustice and momentarily amused
Your eyes bring me to Moshka
They sail me to see
This optimistic disappointment
Oh, how it makes my skin crawl!
So let it instead creep up next to you
My syncopated lullaby
You ingratiate the world to me
Amalgamating your turquoise and the sea
A temporary release from this tropospheric cage
Our love knows no age
Nor of disease
Or infrastructure, or torment, or struggle, or death
And it's not all bad
It's not so bad after all