A Series of Foul Decadence

So here's my take on poetry. If you've bothered to read the rest of the shit I come out with, you would probably follow my train of thoughts and the trend I'm in right now. This is just a series of foul decadence that I'm still trying to piece together into one sole poem. But the "in-betweens" aren't falling together like i wanted them to be. Anyway, enjoy these before I get sick of them and decided to abandon this task altogether.

She's my shag bag, a lousy hag
A problemetic whore
She's riddled with disease
Her vagina's got sores
I can flip her, reverse her
She never really minds
As long as I pay
I don't have to be kind

I'm an easy fuck, a sitting duck
But I cannot tell a lie
It earns my rent and I pay on time
I paint my face to cover up my shame
But the men can't tell
Cus they're all the same

I'm a married man, unhappy man
My wife doesn't satisfy
She lies still like a log
And she farts like a hog
The only way to shut her is to fill her mouth with cum
The other way to kill her is shoot in her bum

Dogs and Whores

Labels of society
Printed on foreheads
Treads of shame
Weaved with skin tight dresses
Lace of disappointment
Decorate push up bras
Clicking heals
Walking the streets of money
Painted faces of dignified shame

Devoted mother
Loving wife
Angst daughter
Comforting friend

They say when a woman is none
She is a whore
That’s what they say

And who are they
Who speak of women is such a manner
Only the men who stand at their doors
With limp dicks stained with disease
Desperate for a moment of paid pleasure
With backs to their wives
Turning only when rejected

Heads down
Dogs
Genitals between their legs
Dogs
They go home to wives succumbed to duty
Dogs
They hump, spreading maladies of love
Dogs

Loving father
Rebellious son
Gentle husband
Drinking friend

So what do they say when a man is none

Things to do this week

So here's a list of things one can do this week. Well...maybe not a list but at least two pretty cool things one can check out.

JAMIE MICHAELS GIG
Fez Bar, Boat Quay
57B
9.30pm
24th March 2005 Thursday
(I'm not sure what the cover charge is though, sorry folks)


POETRY SLAM - World Poetry Day
Velvet Underground
7.30pm
29th March 2005 Tuesday
Cover charge $10

So if you do give in to curiousity, come say hi to me cus I'll be there. Cheers people.

Don't just stand there

I can't make myself walk away
from all that has existed between us for so long
I only wish that you could hear how my heart cries
and calm all the voices in my head

See with my eyes
then maybe you would know how pretentious you appear
You build a wall between us
And you won't tell me the reason

Hold my hand and feel how warm it is against your cold skin
I'm alive and how I wish you were too
Look at me, I'm right here
Or are you afraid you'll be forced to be yourself

Don't just stand there
Hold me like you mean it
Kiss me like you never felt my lips before
Bury you face in my hair
Tell me you love me
Don't just stand there

Speak to me like I were a real person, someone you respect
Instead of running to your fucked up friends
with their farce idealogies of life
Laugh with sincerity, not at me cus I'm not the fool here
Admit you can be wrong sometimes.
Apologize

Don't just stand there

My Happy Ending

Let's talk this over
It's not like we're dead
Was it something I did?
Was it something You said?
Don't leave me hanging
In a city so dead
Held up so high
On such a breakable thread

You were all the things
I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be,
but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending

You've got your dumb friends
I know what they say
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they
But they don't know me
Do they even know you?
All the things you hide from me
All the shit that you do

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done
So much for my happy ending

Someday

How the hell did we wind up like this?
Why weren't we able,
to see the signs that we missed
And try turn the tables
I wish you'd unclench your fists,
and unpack your suitcase
Lately there's been too much of this
But don't think it's too late

Nothing's wrong, just as long as
You know that someday I will
Someday, somehow
I'm gonna make it all right but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow
I'm gonna make it all right but not right now
I know you're wondering when

Well I'd hope that since we're here anyway
That we could end up saying
Things we've always needed to say
So we could end up staying
Now the story's played out like this
Just like a paperback novel
Let's rewrite an ending that fits
Instead of a Hollywood horror

Nothing's wrong, just as long as
You know that someday I will
Someday, somehow
I'm gonna make it all right but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehowI'm gonna make it all right but not right now
I know you're wondering when(You're the only one who knows that)

How the hell did we wind up like this?
Why weren't we able,
to see the signs that we missed
And try to turn the tables
Now the story's played out like this
Just like a paperback novel
Let's rewrite an ending that fits
Instead of a Hollywood horror

Nothing's wrong, just as long as
You know that someday I will
Someday, somehow
I'm gonna make it all right but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow
I'm gonna make it all right but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
I know you're wondering when

Someday - Nickleback (The Long Road)