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Lil


Notice of absence from Lil
If I don't respond in a few minutes I am probably at School, sleeping, with family/ friends, or forgot to bring my device.
 
"Carnivore"
The demons are out tonight
. I can feel them running up and down my spine.
It’s nothing but rag water and blue ruin.
They won’t rest until I hurt something or somebody.
I must vent or die. Better to do it now than wait.
Waiting only causes more pain to those I love.
The dogs are restless they know I am not right tonight.
 I have this razor sadness.
That only gets worse when the Southern Pacific pulls out of the world.
There is no place to go and no place to be.
Except with this clanging and sorrow that knows no home.
I count the tears on the counter and they don’t mean anything.
Salt and water are a sorry excuse for loneliness.
And the demons keep peeking their ugly heads out.
Feels like the whole damn town is ready to blow.
I reach out and tug on someone’s coat and spill over the side.
Then like metal raining down on your shores it stops.
I have transferred the pain.
I am one again.
And you now suffer my sorrow.
The demons are happy and I am sad.
It is life-eating life.
 
"Step Inside The Storm."
Calm in the center of the carnage,
Inaction seen by detached retinas
Silently viewing
Societal norm walls falling
Violently by lewd winds toppling ...
House of marked cards folding
Rendezvous bluff blowing in the bedroom again,
Lust treasure memories buried under closet debris sin
Like a thief in the night,
You always wanna take out more than you put in
Step lightly into the storm building inside of you Blow the farm silo doors down,
Set the milch cow on the barn roof
Step darkly into the center of the storm,
Rest your troubled mind inside the heart of the dead calm
Wait until the storm is abated and gone
Then, go outside of yourself ...
See the wreckage everywhere
The twisted limbs of your lovers strewn in shocked poses of incredulity
Look of lonely etched on their faces, saying: How could you, baby, do this to me ...
Why did you leave me outside to die horribly?
Blowing them a kiss,
You shovel them into piles
Of compost Fertilizer love turning them into ground feed,
And as soon as you finish
The dirty deed Another tornado is forming,
Another hurricane is coming Step inside the fury swirling,
Sit inside of the storm,
Where it’ll be safe Every new lover wanna shelter there,
But they came to the wrong-hearted place.
  • Author: Lil-M-M (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 8th, 2023 06:45
  • Comment from author about the poem: Once again me with pain.
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Mason Vollman

    ❤️Love it.

    • Lil

      Thanks



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