Submitted Writing

Snobs

The snobs are infesting America.
In every facet of culture they ooze.
Always better than you and Ha!
I can tell they've got something to prove.
Always first rate but pretend not to care.
Ready to pounce anyone anywhere.
They stand in society pretenting to be best.
And you respond to the them like you were taking a test.
But if snobs were outlawed, or something was done;
Then society could take back all of its fun.

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Untitled

He strides the silver plains
with shards of glass buried
in his face
Calling to darkened corners
at the end of sunlight

Embracing a new kind of pain,
he watches as the clouds interlock
and the diseased skin is shed.

God himself clawed at his face
and saw the beauty of his open wounds.

And still he walks with the scarlet gash
splitting his face.
Breaking mirrors as he
severs veins
And wades through blood and mercury.

Birds of paradise cry
as they plummet,
ablaze in Liquid flame.
And break at the feet of monsters.

In this precious beginning
Where the night is torn
by the claws of banshees,
And angels are ripped and
emptied

Everything is decay.

And no more tears are wasted
As he sets us free
And lets us walk alone
at the end of sunlight.

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None But One

dark is the night
the moon crushed on the rocks
and drowned
in the lone see
of me

look down on me
see the wreck of what i have become
here without your touch

you set a spark in my eyes
then you put a knife between them
you destined me this winding path of no return
you sealed the gate behind me
and threw away the key

with the final flair of twilight
my eternal flame
i saw it falling
that key of our love is rusting
in my my mind forever

look down on me
see the misery
that you mothered
seek not my hatered
grow your own

i scratched out my eyes
not to see the darkness
to have you before me
and feel you inside me once more
between my spread legs
see you beneath me
dying
willing to die for eternity
of the pleasure i bring you
remember?
the same godly extasy
and hunger
for more

i feel you suffer
i see you bleed
i hear you moan
i know you loved it
you will remember it
and wait

look down on me
look down on me
look
maybe you will see it too
the grave you have dug for me
and you know what the shovel was

there is no dragging out
and with all the love far gone
the lust remains

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