You were sipping on your
Cyanide milkshake
Snorting perfection through
Fortune cookies
Relishing in the dizzy fever,
The aftermath of
Hallucinations
Clutching onto the linin edges of
Chaos
Demanding that the world give you
Supremacy
I sucked the conscience
Out of your mind and
Tasted the bitter aftertaste of
Sins mixed with
Gelatin
Fireflies producing
Lucid nightmares
With the tips of their rotting tongues
Scurrying over smooth surfaces
Like a zombie in a quartet
Touching the edge of Eden
but.never.quite.reaching.it.
You were my detuned radio
(Distorted sonata served raw)
Breeding static from your
Satellite attenas
They reach towards Heaven
you told me
Drowning in your
Self-made black hole
Meth lab
In the desert
Fueling
Post-apocalyptic suicides
with the help of mathematic
hallucinations
2 + 5 = 0
You took me to a
Cathedral once
A ceremony
A Mass
The walls were drenched in
Morphine
Champagne
and
War
I almost drowned in the hypocrisy
You could taste it in the air
Feel it crawling up your thigh
It would rub up against you and sigh
The friction was delicious and sinful
Fake and full of imagination
Kind of like
Well...
Religion
The preacher man was
Reading a passage from
Revelations
While standing under the mistletoe
His lips were puckered
he began to sweat
Hands shaking
Grasping the Bible
Like it was
Jesus
Everyone thought it to be the
Holy Spirit
Consuming him
or maybe that
Hot
Wet
(ohsofuckingwet)
mouth
belonging to the
altar boy
hiding in his robes
I don't know
but
Dear God,
Do I want some
I wanted to
Inject your soul with lithium
Spray praint the edges
with the color of
Amens
(they glow
red in the candlelight
under the scrutiny
of illumination)
You were my pulse
My rotting candy cane
In the mouth of the homeless child
Bouncing on the lap of the
Would-be Grandfather
Sucking on the candy like
Jesus' faith
Running down your throat
There's hypocrites on our taste buds
and they taste like vanilla
I dosed you up on
Carbon
Fed you
Tangerines
from
Catacomb-shaped plates
While the butterflies
Pecked at your skull
You laughed like a
technicolor Romeo
Injected with mushrooms and
slaughter
Laughing,
On a burning pillar
Dying from the toxicity
You screamed towards Hell
Shouts coming out in white noise
Coherent in delirium
"You were stitched up venom
and I was the cursed
from the Vedic Time
You were stitched up venom
and I was the cursed
from the Vedic Time"
Soliloquy infected with jamais vu
When intoxicated
It breeds oblivion
The avatar of gravity
fucking electromagnetic ghosts
There's saviors swimming
In our veins
Counting the days
'till our
Cruci...fiction
Our killers have demons
That have monkeys
That have monkeys
They've all got
Kismet on the brain
and
Darwin...
ism
running from their core
to their soul
I
crossed the Rubicon
as
an earthquake
in exile
I needed a
Detour and a shovel
But all I got was
Hemlock in my
rubix's cube
I'm wasted and there's
sirens on the moon
tempests on the sun
doing
wicker
wickerwork
they spit on graves
slit their writs on altars and
summon hungry, hungry
hippos on the homeless
pay light bulbs tips when they turn on
fuck jesus and
cough blood on the elderly
I leak biblical passages like
diamonds on a ring
condoms on a whore
suicide = perfection
and
2 + 5 = 0
you've got
jack daniel on your tongue
acid in your eyes
faith on your lips
and you never utter a sound
Author notes
Merry Christmas.
Option : L.) No more than a 400 line poem using ALL OF THE FOLLOWING WORDS. Theres a LOT of them too!
Lithium
Cyanide
Morphine
Carbon
Black hole
Avatar
Hallucination
Vanilla
Linin
Electromagnetic
Wicker
Tangerine
Radio
Catacomb
Butterflies
Earthquake
Chaos
Friction
Delirium
Tempest
Lucid
Mistletoe
Savior
Rubik
Oblivion
Rubicon *Better look this one up?*
Perfect(ion)
Sonata
Fortune cookies
Crucified(ify)
Sirens
Blood
Hell
Moon
Ceremony
Slaughter
Conscience
Grave
Mushrooms
Hemlock
Juggernaut
Burning
Fireflies
Romeo
Ghost
Pillar
Toxic(ity)
Amen
Eden
Zero
War
Detour
Wasted
Gelatin
Champagne
Revelations
Soliloquy
Dizzy
Fever
Satellite
Exile
Bruise
Gravity
Kismet
Darwinism
Intoxicated
Static
Nightmare
"You were stitched up venom
and I was the cursed
from the Vedic Time" - Pavement: Cream Of Gold
11.28.07 - Ehhhhhh. I love/hate this write. Looking back on it, I think I'm a bit too blunt.
Lmfao.
I never thought I'd say that.
But whatever.
A contest entry
- Perhaps the hardest challenge on AP by Hadji Murad.
300 points, ended January 26, 2007, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Wow
just wow
Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
FUCK
Blasphemic and defamatory and every other adjective
but
amazing as fuck!
This poem is just so great.
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Thankkkk youuuuu but...
Defamatory? No. Blasphemic? Yes. Veracious? Yes.
Mucho thanks once again. <3333
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Ahhh, I loved it. Lovelovelove. Fitting 70 words together in a single poem and still having it rock as hard as this does is nothing short of amazing. True, you did begin to lose a little bit of your spark at the end, but all in all, it was great. Extremely well-written and fun to read. It made me happy, because it's hard for me to find things I like as much as I liked this. Great job, and good luck.
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Why thank you for the rockage commentine. It means so fuckin' much.
I'm glad you liked it and stuff and yup. Thanks for the luck.
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is it me or do your poems just keep getting more and more like a genius spouting randomness?
this is reallllllllly great i love it...its so... itchy i think is the word. its so tickly n you have to scratch it raw cos thats how it is...and its so good after you do.
damn you i want your poetic brilliance!
fabby
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Omg. I think you're right! They do keep getting more random! Or maybe you're just fucked in the head or... I AM. That's probably it. I have no poetic brilliance. =[ It's all lies. But thank you. If I did have any I'd give it to you in a heartbeat. <3333
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hot damn..once again you astound me, there is something about the way you write that is so unique and creative, the images you depict of society are spot on even when you contort them to fit your needs, i can tell that you have no tolerance for bullshit seeing as how every word you write has purpose and isnt just thrown about to make it longer or more complicated
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Well, I'm actually just trying to stuff all the fucking words in. But, you're right, all my writing does express what I really think even when I'm not trying. Thanks for another fucking amazing comment.
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Wow... another blitzer.
"The friction was delicious and sinful
Fake and full of imagination
Kind of like
Well...
Religion"
Beautiful...
The middle dragged on a bit, but I guess you were just cramming in all those words. The french bit was odd "jamais vu" - does that mean "never seen" or something like that?
The ending could have done with being a bit starker...
2 sticks plus 5 sticks
Equals nothing
Because no-one cares about sticks
Or something like that.
Still amazing though!
"... and a cupful of nope."
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Jamais vu is the experience of something being unfamiliar but is actually very familiar. If that makes sense. It's suppose to be like the opposite to deja vu. It's all common in certain types of epilepsy.
Oh my God. I fucking hate the middle and the ending. Seriously. Christ. After the contest ends I'm going to delete the middle and end it probably near spray your soul with amens. Not sure. If I get a rush of creativity I'll edit. But I'm rather lazy so I probably won't.
Anywaysss, glad you liked some of it. <333
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luff luff luff
better on the beginning that the end [[it began to lose it's spark]] but otherwise yet another brilliant write from yew. you're so raw and just...idk, that's the onloy word I can think of for it now. but really really good.
<333 Jess
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I know. Because I wrote it on different days and fitting 70 fucking words is just a fucking pain. So, yeah, I got mad at it and just figured what the hell I'll post it as it is. I'll probably end up doing a bit of editing. Thank youuuuu for the honest and awesome commenntttt. <3333
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see, I'm getting BETTER!!!
you should practice. on me. and the new poem I just wrote
heh, and yes 70 words seems like a fucking pain. lol. I don't even do word contests cuz they're so painful >.< you're luicky I did yours <333
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