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Writing Challenge: write a sixty second poem (or prose)

"Yeah, I admit it, I'm a procrastinator
Which makes my girlfriend not put out, turning me into a chronic masturbator"

lol i hear ya
 
it's four a.m.
that's the morning
but it may as well be
the afternoon

when i'm asleep
like i am now
like i am always
like i am when i see you

you say my eyes
glass over when
i look at you and you say
it like it's my fault

i guess you'd be awakened
by my dreams
because they're what
you think doesn't exist

well, it does and i'm
not even sorry
not this time
for now, not ever.

ya know something really weird. i start writing and i understand what i'm saying. it's slow, it takes me a little while to get started, to write the first verse. but after that it's just straight out. seriously, i don't know what this means. i don't know who it's to. that's all. i got no idea. weird... anyway, one more. i like this stuff, means i don't need new threads and it's SO EASY :D;)
 
to my boss...

trams go up
trams go down.
i hate you
yet i pretend i love you.
my boss and enemy
all rolled into one.

i count the hours
till my shifts over.
i cant wait till the changes are made
and no more of you will i have to bother.

you run this place
like a god awfull boot camp.
no wonder no one likes you anymore.
you'd sooner set fire to the bridges you've burnt.
then offer a branch of peace and swollow your pride.

i only like you
cause you are my boss.
you're a prick to work for.
an asshole to be around.
crawl back under your rock
and we'll go back to pretending you're not even around.
 
gone in 60 seconds

an abundant mix of taste
and haste for things to come
an adherant mix of faking lips and moving tounges
two disapear and fix a tape to listen to when done
if all i had were antique friends then all i'd have was none

pixies and the pixies mixing friction on the stage
wishing this is just a fist for wristing cutting the page
open up or shutting down is all the favorites of the clowns
and tents are all but falling down
i'm sorry



(sp?)
 
^i liked that. :D

Can you build a dream,
using icecream?
Do you think you can,
better than Chopin?
I challenge your mind,
your soul and your heart.
Widen the road ahead,
Awaken you child with art.
Play like you've never played before, nevermind keeping score.
Break out of the of the shell,
climb up the well.
Let obstacles go to hell.
Imagination will serve you well!
Paint that masterpiece...
 
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Raz said:
Stop fucking with my head
it's pornographic enough in there already
flailing bodies and wet arms and all I want
is for you to bark a cliche.
Click to expand...

Great stuff. This place is awesome!
 
i'm running but not screaming down the
streets of toronto, trotting with my camera bouncing on my
belly like a child, empty running on
reserves on the last day of my subway pass walking hurriedly
past your condo
with the gate i can reach over and open
with a flick of my easy wrist

your number is on her phone and her phone is in my pocket.

i wish i knew you better, i know your
body in my mind, i can
remember it well -- i'm saying your name
as i run
everyone looks down, another crazy
muttering nonsense while panting, and i can't hear myself
over the roar of my headphones and
the moaning of the plane's engine tracing waves over your naked
body
in my mind, in my hands
i know it well
 
i done fucked up
again
everything is falling apart, my life
crumbles under the weight of my cumulative failure
soon the sky will come crashing down
ontop of my agonizing existence
i await its violent impact
it shall be a relief
but how can i hope to start anew again
perhaps i just need some time to find myself
i'm saying goodbye once again
i wish i could have gotten to know you sooner
under better circumstances than these
i wish you could have known a different side of me than what you've seen
but i'm sorry
i must leave.
 
great idea!!!!

Total mottled fish
i spotted then garotted and spread its guts around

look inside and see what i found.
Parasites that should and might
give other a fright
but for me they unleash the most
special of sights

potential for something more than imaginative flight

20 secs

oops

oh well
 
ev0l

Love it!!! your flair for the english language is very prevalent in that!
:D
 
my 60 second contorbution

April
It seems like a month that should end in 99
Six months then the divine

8 seconds till the rumor breathes
7 till the memories
6 till the death
5 till the remembrance
4 is the rebirth
3 three the dream
2 the four
and it’s the rumor we find again at 1
 
^^^ cool idea, i like it.

Bleeding
Bleeding
Bleeding
Red giving personality
Owner taking no notice

Shapely pooling
Rorscharc imitations
Thick layers
Reflecting, thinking

Bleeding
Bleeding
Bleeding
Flat...tapering at my end
Japanese fan; fold it up

Open and reach
For the nearest interested eye
Red circle in the sun
Heart-beat rivulets reach the edge

Pause at the new world
Contemplating impact
Life beginning
Life it's leaving

Bleeding
Bleeding
Bleeding
 
Try drink it down, breathe it in,
it might as well be crude.
Oil the gears inside my head,try to get things moving,
numb unfeeling a disconnected fuck.
Wit a memory, cynicism now
what's the use in feeling.
Up beat down tempo, who can tell the difference
the shades of grey stretch out unfettered well into the distance.

Will you accept 1 minute for all but the last line? Those last 11 words seemed to take an eternity to come.
 
not a day goes by
where i dont think of you.

not a day goes by
where you still know how to make smile.

not a day goes by
where over you i sat here and cried.

but the days have rolled on
and i am still here.
my life is a shambles
my cat my only comfort.
im lonely and sad
specailly at night.

but out of all of this
a lesson has been learnt.
we arent walking away as enemies.
together we are stronger,

together we are friends.

no matter what changes.


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