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Thursday, August 30, 2018

Who Let The Bad In?

Who let the bad in?
We were waiting for our savior. 

Who let the bad in?
Ten prophets on the nearest route. 

Who the bad in?
We’ve been bickering with Pharisees. 

Who let the bad in?
I prayed, it wasn’t me. 

Now. 
the time. 
Has come. 
To purpose all the angry minds

Now. 
The time. 
Has come. 
To fall back from our front lines. 

The savior said he’d show, 
some home that he won’t.
I don’t know what I wish for, 
other than a just man.

Will he show?
The neighborhood wishes it so. 
See the rocket ship go up to the sky’s,
and maybe we will no longer, 
be the poor people.






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Tuesday, August 28, 2018

Wreckless












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Monday, August 27, 2018

Leak 8/27/18

This week there are going to be three posts.

Wreckless: Visual Poetry 8/28/18

Who Let The Bad In?: Poetry 8/30/18

Your Words: Visual Poetry 9/1/18


Also there will be a new post that has not been listed coming this week. It will be the 400th post on my blog and a cause for a great celebration.















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Saturday, August 25, 2018

The Red Cellar Door

The red cellar door looked the same as it always had. Tommy, a boy just at the age of six, had always feared that monsters lurked on the other side. His parents were nonbelievers, but Tommy believed that something fowl lurked underneath his parents house and this door was some gateway to a evil demension. One day Tommy was playing with his toys in the living room, just a stones throw away from the cellar door, and Tommy stared at it hoping that one day it would vanish. It was quiet at first but the rapping on the door came as a thunderous chorus of doom and fear. It came from the other side. Whatever was on the other side wanted out and Tommy not sure if it was his overreactive immagination or if it was real. Tommy cleared his throat and asked hello. Tommy didn’t hear a response. He asked hello a second time and there was still no response. Thinking that he was just imagining what he heard he continued to play with his toys. A pounding echoed through the house. Tommy was sure that he didn’t just imagine this and asked hello a third time and this time, he heard whatever was on the other side of the red cellar door speak to him.








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Thursday, August 23, 2018

Break Free The System

Get down with the system,
you know you need them. 
Stuck in the middle,
make your way to paradise. 

Feel the air flowing.
Feel your blood pulsing. 
Your heart keeps ticking. 

Can you take it?
Can you make it through?
Do you hate it?
Do you know what to do?
Can you feel it?
Eyes are watching you. 
They blame it all on you. 

Break free the system. 
It doesn’t get easier. 
Don’t be the victim. 
It doesn’t get easier. 
Just fight the friction. 
It doesn’t get easier. 
Break free the system. 
You’re better off. 

Get down with the system. 
They know you can feel it. 
You witness the horror. 
Someone pays the price. 

Hear the stereo playing. 
You feed the rhythm. 
Close your eyes and see.

Can you make it?
Can you see it through?
Do you hear it?
Do you know what to do?
Can you feel it?
Eyes are watching you. 
They blame it all on you. 

Break free the system. 
It doesn’t get easier. 
Let loose the reason 
It doesn’t get easier. 
Just fight the system. 
It doesn’t get easier. 
Break free the system. 

Are you looking for trouble?
Looking for trouble?
Get on our level.
Stand awe and revel. 
Are you looking for trouble?
Looking for trouble. 
Looking for trouble. 
You’re better off.


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Tuesday, August 21, 2018

My Travesty















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Monday, August 20, 2018

Leak 8/20/18

This week there are going to be three posts.

My Travesty: Visual Poetry 8/21/18  

Break Free The System: Poetry  8/23/18 

The Red Cellar Door Paragraph Story 8/25/18 



Saturday, August 18, 2018

Paradise

Jean and Thomas argued frequently. They argued about many petty things and although neither of them enjoyed it, they argued anyway. Jean one day pointed out that living with Thomas was not paradise and that she was going to leave him acknowledging that neither of them enjoyed being together, Thomas agreed. He stated that they lived in a dystopia, a living hell and he would do anything to get out of the situation even if it meant being alone.

















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Thursday, August 16, 2018

Sanctuary









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Tuesday, August 14, 2018

What You Have Done

I black out on the roof again. 
I can feel you underneath my skin. 
The waves around me are crashing. 
The memories are lasting. 

It will take some time,
for the wounds to heal. 
Narrow straight face,
and sex appeal. 
Now you see what I have done. 

I’ve been lying since the guilt trip.
So I’ve been lying for years. 
The thoughts of us are longing. 
With the spotlight you are hogging. 

Now don’t make this about you,
it’s always got to be about you. 
Now you see what you have done.







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Monday, August 13, 2018

Leak 8/13/18

This week you are getting three posts 

What You Have Done: Poetry on 8/14/18

Sanctuary: Visual Poetry on 8/16/18

Paradise: Paragraph Story 8/18/18

Paragraph Stories are new to the line up and are exactly what they sound. Very brief short stories that should remain about a paragraph long. Hope you enjoy it!






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Sunday, August 12, 2018

The Schedule

Hello! Its been a long time coming. I have some plans for the future of this blog and I am ready to reveal them. Starting from  this coming week there will be a new post on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. Wednesday, Friday, and Sunday will have no new posts but will be used as a backup day for Pintrest, a in case you missed it, or a X amount of years ago today post. Monday will be a new thing called a Leak. I will let you know on Mondays what is coming through the upcoming week to bring up the hype during the week. I now have accounts on Pintrest and Instagram and have had a Twitter for some time and would like everyone to go and follow those accounts. Pintrest will eventually have all my blog posts on it and I’m not really sure what to do with Instagram but maybe use it to keep you updated about the man behind the blog. I was also thinking on putting the Leaks on Instagram. 

Here are the links to my profiles

Twitter

Pintrest

Instagram 

Thursday, August 9, 2018

Your Actions















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Tuesday, August 7, 2018

Close Friends

Are we safe now?
I got startled by the mighty roar. 
The sound is deafening,
I want to live some more. 

Can we kill them now?
I’m getting impatient,
I can see it in their eyes.
They already know,
we’re taking their lives 

Now.
Right now.
Do it,
just do it. 
Now.
Right now.
Do it,
just do it. 

Close friends.
Forever.
Shaking our hands,
with a bloody palm. 
The name on your breath,
is not your own. 
Close friends.
Forever. 

Close friends. 
Forever.
Your sulking in your bath,
did you drown?
Your father called,
he says he knows now. 
Close friends. 
Forever. 

Close friends. 
Forever.
Police are on their way,
they entered town. 
We try to stay quiet,
So they won’t know. 
Close friends. 
Forever. 
Close friends. 
Forever. 






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