By CULLIE DECKER | Published: November 28, 2011
A dream that started out as small and innocent as a raindrop
Gliding right off of the rooftop
Quieter than a silent prayer
The rest of the world is too stupid to see it there
It accelerates to remarkable speeds
This raindrop is now like a clear glass bead
Plummeting in a pissed-off fury to its own destiny
The rocket ride of a fucked lifetime awaiting me
But I do not know my own fate
Am I a total nobody or somebody great?
I expect something good to happen
But I am devastated by the opposites
I am tortured by the opposites
You help me off the floor so you can shove me back down
You crush all my dreams and then wonder why I’m not around
I was promised it’ll be all right
And then you turned off my light
Who could argue that it’s all part of the job?
Now we’ll take a little dark spin
And ride down the electrical spiral within
I am conquered by opposites of what is best for me
I am oppressed by the opposites
I am bound by the opposites
I am defeated by the goddamn opposites
We started out as friends
As of yesterday, we sure could click
Today I feel a panic attack as your rifle blows smoke on my prick
Word count: 221
By GREG MAFFETT
Published: November 13, 2011
Poems, yet another convenient way to avoid writing a November Novel.
By STELLA RUSSO
Published: February 26, 2010
proof that we exist and the love that moves us through.
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