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Porcelin Cash
13fatstacks

Tomorrow
 1
I will go back to KC
 2
unless a cataclismic
 3
event is spontaneously
 4
Glowing,
 5
Almost transparently
 6
staring at me,
 7
Face to face
 8
While im staring west
 9
Won't happen...nah
 10
 
 
And somehow axiety of this blurrrr
 11
A fucking waste of light
 12
Shines in that smirky kind of way
 13
IN FRONT of you,
 14
No one to guard but me..fkn angel..
 15
 
 
I remember others
 16
With jackets
 17
And without
 18
Cutting in and out of
 19
frequencies like a broken radio
 20
This act of natural talking
 21
is always scrambled
 22
Buzz, scratching and tuning
 23
even Elvis couldn't do himself
 24
 
 
I want to think young cupid
 25
would have done something
 26
And eased this entire trip
 27
Into.asimilation.from the NY orphanage
 28
I mean it is just 400 miles,
 29
1500 from the orphanage.
 30
 
 
I couldn't find many tools this trip
 31
Sleeping heavier,
 32
defineately not as strong
 33
Acting like cupid mostly
 34
Tasting few moments of wickedness
 35
And foods tailor made for this city
 36
Just here for the holidays...
 37
 
 
Still
 38
not ever
 39
wanting to know
 40
The truth behind
 41
The Family History
 42
In-house disasters
 43
My entire life will flash before me,
 44
Waiting to arrive
 45
I always start crying
 46
Thinking
 47
I am to those things...those..people...
 48
Nah
 49
 
 
Don't know if the trees are people
 50
"Swaying limbs in the wind"
 51
And if clowns are funny or evil
 52
So they say, and I think
 53
"Remember your first time reading English?"
 54
 
 
Anyway that fucking place sucks,
 55
Kansas City
 56
I want to stay away until death
 57
Fucking miserable,
 58
Horrendious and limited life
 59
Not to mention my chest, stomach and lower back!
 60
All honored with mediocre doctors
 61
And cleaning powers which worked!
 62
But, now its more gout than you need in a day
 63
 
 
I mean if I'm 26 two days ago, that
 64
Makes you ..chatter...
 65
Idk! Now espeically, fuck...!
 66
I want to spill lots of blood,
 67
Selflessly... and not literally
 68
 
 
Opting for ambiguity and then
 69
Sharpening a knife driven
 70
To evangelism of freedom and fortune
 71
Audiophiles ate the in crowd
 72
 
 
Ripping the wings off
 73
every fleeing chance of escape,
 74
Back up plan B becomes plan A,
 75
That's KC.
 76
 
 
I could eventually act,
 77
Thinking about spending enough money,
 78
To escape any kiss
 79
I could get drunk,
 80
Get you.
 81
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Idk let me see these messages boards
 82

These are 2 hour cell phone writes, mostly first attempts at describing or telling ghost.stories


20 Dec 14


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