The Optic Chiasm

What do you mean thats not how you spell "Chasm"?

[antjac1923]

I don't choke on the words Thats the part that scares me the most I realize the tools I have at my disposal are lethal I do nothing to stop myself I tell you im all yours.... Im a fuckin liar A big part of you knows that But you always think of when we met How I made you feel then Before you choked on my poison And fell into pieces We hate eachother now We can tell when we collide Its agressive, something primal Our nights speak no whispers No sweet nothings Silence, Or the soft sweet sound of you breathing The disturbing sounds of me speaking in my sleep I tell you I want to smoke again It doesnt mean what it sounds like You get the message The names you call me are less than kind You tell me you know all about THEM I smile, leave home, and drown again.

[antjac1923]

It occurs to me that I am in a losing race against time. The fight I remember, the fight to be successful, is replaced by something a touch more tragic. The fight is to stay relevant. I tell her she is dead weight A being created of ego. She laughs and fills me with verbal lead. I want to be alone, We agree to keep the bedroom victories to ourselves Bleeding back into an ocean of flesh and sweat, cold mornings And high heeled walks of shame I watch the clocks spin I decide you arent worth thinking about anymore I let someone else touch me to make it official Your eyes burn and your tongue bleeds at the sight of it We never agree to trust eachother I never asked you to believe me Thats how I make it right in my palace at least There is no goodbye, Only sad people in sad places Wishing they werent home alone

[antjac1923]

This one is yours

Goodbye isn't really my thing. I prefer the see you later. I'll see you on the other side. We'll have cocktails on beaches far away I wonder if I'll know your name When my words all sound the same. So long

[onemorecigarette]

Men salivate over a woman

Like a feral dog

Who has not seen a scrap of food

In weeks.

An suddenly

Before their narrow eyes,

The beauty of a woman

Turns into

A piece of bloody raw meat.

They are;

Fighting,

Snarling,

And showing their teeth,

Just for one bite

Of her...

[antjac1923]

The link is.... when you get the shit kicked out of you long enough and long enough and long enough, you will have a tendency to say what you really mean.

Charles Bukowski

[cosmokramers-deactivated2018091]

[antjac1923]

It's one thing for you to play hard to get... but don't go trying to cut my nuts off.

-Jackie Boy (Sin City)

[antjac1923]

I don't pick up the phone and I can't sleep I ain't got no appetite but I still overeat Want peace and quiet but I keep running my mouth My soul is like a hurricane but I’m still filled with self-doubts...

Mind of Junkie- Anders Osborne

[antjac1923]

I went out walking and you were not there Say you look familiar Famous and destined to win They say you look Spanish with your long dark hair Well I may agree, but you do not see what I do And I know you’re alone While you wait for me at home But I’ll make you see You’re not Spanish to me...

Deer Tick "She's Not Spanish"

[antjac1923]

A little morning soul.

[antjac1923]

[antjac1923]

I never realized the passing hours of evening showers A slip noose hanging in my darkest dreams I'm strangled by your haunted social scene Just a pawn out-played by a dominating queen It's four o'clock in the morning Dammit listen to me good I'm sleeping with myself tonight Saved in time, thank God my music's still alive...

-John/Taupin

[antjac1923]

[antjac1923]

Zach Deputy-"Twisty Twisty"

[antjac1923]

What am I darlin'? The boy you can fear? Or your biggest mistake?

Damien Rice "Cheers Darlin'"

[antjac1923]

We hit this place where the rope comes to an end, and just before you let go, before you fall, god/ka/the force/ the universe gives you exactly what you need to keep going.

[whiskeynightmares-deactivated20]

I suffer from the rarest form of bipolar disorder. This is a poem for all of you who have known the medical struggle of mental illness.

Frost lines the sides of the windows Despite snow the grass is green I see a field of summer eternity Where women dance in sun dress It looks so close I...