Moving Day

By Swooping Synod

fantasies become distant realities
as nerves become shot in this alternate
lifestyle i choose to indulge within
ripping memories apart and twisting facts
from fiction in my mind labeled like
a library of hostility

every page delivers
another hit
where it
counts

bitter slices of hardboiled
truth make me sick to my stomach

the dead realm of eternal damnation
will wait for my condition to pass

i jumped out of my skin and into yours
and yours is no better than mine

damned

frustration crushes skulls into dust

face down
i suffocate
from your mistakes
that i've now made mine

seeing like a fly
trapped in this horrific
web weaved and welded by deceit
incarcerating you behind sockets

wrenching your way into myself

or am i twisting the wrong way?

all over me like a suit tailored
by a blind man on his last leg
you don't know what you want
,but you know what you don't want
straight reality is a cold shower
for a crooked cockhound


i am no longer you

you are no longer

i am

choking down another dirtshake
i collected from the grave i dug for myself
contemplating letting you hit me
upside the head with this folding shovel and
bury me back into you without
skipping a beat like this pacemaker inside my
empty head

fill me with something

i'm tired of going outside
of my own lines to please
you,who will never be pleased
pour the concrete into my void-like skull
and laugh in my face until i die

would you be happy then?

wipe that fucking toothless smirk
off your face
remember when i broke your jaw
with that jawbreaker
stuffed in that bottle i retrieved
from that puddle you
threw it in with that pathetic suicide
letter you never followed
through with like i followed through with
my swing watching you bleed

when's it my turn?

fuck me with a pool cue

slip me off

throw me over a chair

is there any point to me bouncing
rocks off of your rubber skull?
i will be picking the shrapnel
out of my psyche long
after you are dead

let us move on

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Copyright 2004 Swooping Synod
Published on Monday, September 20, 2004.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • purr_verse On Monday, September 20, 2004, purr_verse (1052)By person wrote:

    wow - compelling throughout; took an extra vicious turn before the clinical sensibility of the closure; very effective and well written with some great couplets. powerful work.

  • mysticventures On Monday, September 20, 2004, mysticventures (527)By person wrote:

    My, such well placed anger and resentment! Very nice expression!!!

  • elisa On Monday, September 20, 2004, elisa (1595)By person wrote:

    Throw away the bad memories and move into a comfortable frame if mind:) elisa

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