Warm Up - 10 | Company
**Warm Up - 10 | Company** There was a sun high up on the purple sky, yet below it was a black hole within its vortex. Two anthropomorphic animals sat between the two. Distant enough that it didn't burn them nor sucked...
To Be Lain Down Back Home
**To Be Lain Down Back Home** ...
In Between The Chasm Of Lead and Leadership
Another vent poem but as opposed to my last poem venting about the state of the world this is venting about more personal problems.
Isolation-Excerpt 8-Vents
Mike laughed at my comment as I helped him up. "That was too close", Allen said, "there were at least four dozen of those things." "Seemed like there were more", Mike said wiping dirty, bloody sweat off his forehead, "is there a working shower...
I Will Never Know
So much to say So little the words Growing up Ive learned so much in this short life To live To laugh To love I wonder now Were our decisions right? Did we truely feel the way we thought so Or did we just hide away in our own...
A Composer's Lament - Thursday Prompt Story [#10, 09/3/23]
"But my Composer!" A short human-like person proclaimed to a somewhat taller figure. "Throwing this away achieves nothing! At least recycling it to other Composers would give it a better use!" The "Composer" in question looked down at the...
The High Road You Expect Us to Take To Oblivion
A fairly angry vent poem i made about then current political events.
Fall Through The Earth
A bit of a more abstract vent poem about something with wings falling through the somewhat hollow ground. that's all i'll say about it. originally posted in may 2021.
To Bring Out The Snarl
Finished this vent poem recently about something that happened to me about a month and a half ago. meant to finish this sooner but life has not been easy lately which is part of why i wrote this poem in the first place.
You Blew Up The Bridges First
It’s a vent piece about the celebration of the day and how it doesn’t slot so neatly into things like before. i’ve already talked plenty about my country this was just another spark to the firewood.
The Delay Only Made It Hit Harder
The Delay Only Made It Hit...
Sinner, Monster, Friend
Spoken word vent poem those on the other side of the screen i feel sorry for them they cant see the heart that lies under the skin all they see is the sin that somehow makes you inhuman not worthy of forgiveness or love it makes me what to throw down