Truer words...

"It is better to die from vodka than from boredom."

—	Vladimir Majakovsky

Drift Away Again

This is the silent sleep
Dreamless
Vacant
Because this is reality
Feel the smoke burning
In your lungs
Feel the words turning
On her tongue
(Forked)
Kiss the venom
Wake up
Or be asleep forever

Why don't you wake up?
Why don't you drift?
Why don't you dream?
Why don't you scream?

Why don't you give a fuck about me?
When give a fuck about you for free!
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Picture credits :: www.jacksoneaton.com

Trigger- a collection of poems.

1. The spinning circle

Hello circle, let's spin. Repeat the cycle of bullshit. Go through the same crap again. Let the visions come true this time, a wall splattered with thoughts in my mind. Let's leave this all behind, break through the circle. That would be nice, no? But we're lazy so no go.
No go at all, just fucked up madness, makes no sense, oh let me just pull the trigger.

2. Saturday Night
It's saturday night, you're drunk again, just like last week and the week before that. But Monday will still be here. Soon.

3. well this is not going to end well. We sing the song of something wicked something cruel something that rose from the depth of the sea and left us yearning for death, destruction and paranoia. We s ing this song for darkness, and the call for blood that beasts in our breasts.we sing this song for you. Sleeping darkly like a dead child, blissful in the knowledge that the world won't wake you up...

.

Think

There will always be
A tough decision to make
A heart to break
A life to to take
A love to fake

But a man's gotta decide
When to fight and
When to hide and
When to ride
Decide to die? live?
Suicide?

Man enough?
Got the stuff?
Because it takes less courage to pull the trigger
And more to be bigger
Than life

Think.
It's difficult.
You know it.

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Thanks GuideToArtSchools.com.

And big thanks to everyone for reading.

I've been busy with work and life, which often troubles the creative kinds, but we shall triumph and keep writing poems :)

I'm on twitter too, spreading madness, @fubar69

Email me sometime, and i WILL reply back, in some time.

Right, off to work.

Zoom!

The Click

Hello god,

Here I am in your temple.

On my knees

And I am not smiling

Because you are holding

This thing,

This gun to my face

Telling me to kiss it

What do I do?

You're a God

The God.

So I do as you say

Then I hear

A single click

And then

The world is silent

....

....

If I talk, it will be in vowels.

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Hey, influenced by Fight Club.

:)

Gun Love

Slide my bullet in your chamber baby
I'll shoot you to hell and back tonight
You are my love, my gun, my all
My quest for power pulsing bright

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Single paragraph, written in drafts on January 11, 2008.