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come as your madness...

Post by Glorious Amok » April 23rd, 2005, 12:52 pm

inauguration of the pleasuredome
a movie born from a party
where all the guests came dressed as their
madnesses
i would come dressed as my
big fuck-off butterflies

my butterflies are skinheads
all junked up on liquid meth courage
chained to one another
more balls than brains
and ready for a good
saturday night fight
got their shitkickers on
and they're paranoid restless
fists clenched and
back teeth grinding
toes curled up inside
steel-toed boots.

come one, come all to my party
dressed as your madnesses
describe your costumes to me...
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Post by judih » April 23rd, 2005, 1:57 pm

my madness is myself
i'd come inside out
my heart on my sleeve
my sleeve remiss
my hair would be hair, no cream to keep curls near my head
let them decide
my skin would be wrapped in loose silk
my illusions neon plain

i'd be flying a foot off the ground, low enough to conform
but my predilection would raise me to the skylight

i'd hover and occasionally toss bolts of blurts at the guests
costumely irrelevant
thumb tacked irreverent

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Post by sooZen » April 23rd, 2005, 2:25 pm

i'd come to your costume party madly
dressed as the eagle nebula (google me)
birthplace of suns
wisps of stars in my hair
flowing misty eyed beak woman
I am spacey...outer spacey
dawned and crowing

er...maybe I would take up too much room

hard to pin down, not a specimen
mystery masked, walking backwards
shoes made of spider webs
bedecked in jewels
a milky way skirt swirls
crazy as a loon
cuz, I don't mind what you think

go ahead, think what you want

I would bring refreshements
and a bottle of wine
and my crazy husband and crazy son
a few planets in my pockets
to grace the table
Freedom's just another word...



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Post by Traveller13 » April 23rd, 2005, 3:28 pm

I'll have a carnival mask
that's all I know
but I decline all responsibility for the rest

I'll be upside down
when I'll ring the doorbell
and then come in through the back window
I'll organise a climb-up-the-chimney contest
and ask guests what gender they are
I'll bring a giant sheet of canvas
for people to paint with their bodyparts
I'll put a giant sign on the roof
for passing UFOs to land and join us
I'll put rainbow-colored paint in the sprinkler system
and turn it on when no one's expecting it

I'll speak to people with my back against them
I'll get someone insanely drunk and then ask to drive me home
I'll launch a debate on the pirhana fish reproduction system
I'll eat ice-cream out of somebody's shoe
Hyperactive motion in pieces,
Constantly attention seeking,
ADHD at the tip of the tongue,
Your devoted servant,
Jeremy
[i]~"Open your eyes, and open your eyes again"[/i]

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Post by mousey1 » April 25th, 2005, 12:54 pm

Good reads all.




I will come as my madness
As soon as I figure out
What it is.
I used to walk with my head in the clouds but I kept getting struck by lightning!
Now my head twitches and I drool alot. Anonymouse

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Post by hester_prynne » April 25th, 2005, 6:26 pm

I arrive on my broom,
with a va va va voom,
in a landing so crass,
you laugh off your ass.

I wear my old cape,
(cuz it still looks just great,)
with a black velvet sheath,
and fishnets beneath.

I put braids in my hair
for that "mystical" flair,
and my feet hang loose,
in my minnie mouse shoes.

Of course I mingle awhile,
till I get someone riled,
for being uncouth,
and telling the truth.

Then I tell my story,
about madness, gone gory,
it was, without a doubt,
when my shadow, couldn't get out...

So then I leave out the sidedoor
no longer welcome here anymore,
but for a minute i must linger,
so I can show off my middle finger....


Heh

H 8)

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Post by Arcadia » April 25th, 2005, 6:53 pm

I would come late
still wet hair
blue jeans & earrings & boots
with something to drink and to listen to
laughing & explaining
ki-mono in my bolivian purse

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Post by Trevor » April 26th, 2005, 9:42 am

I would come naked with the bloody paws of puppy dogs pinned to my back by solid sharpened sticks of old hospital jello...I would come erect, pointed with two penises and nine testis and cum would constantly spurt in front of me and I would slip on it every two steps and use the flag to wipe it up...I would come with the pope dressed in leather ass chaps, cap and vest, on his knees as i led him on a leash. Oprah Winfrey would trail behind dressed in a nun's outfit and a strap on made from melted rosaries ....and if I got bored enough I would allow her to have her way with the pope while I threw used tampons at him. I would enter on a asbestos chariot pulled by one thousand cancer infected duck billed platypuses. I would drink non alcholic beer until I was drunk from out the hollowed breasts of Pamela Anderson. I would bring with me a dozen honest politicians who I lied to in order to convince them to come. I would wear a pair of glasses made from human eyes, gloves made from other people's hands, and shoes made from human feet. I would feed the crowd by cutting out my own intestines and make sausages from them. I would then arrest myself, be my own defense lawyer and prosecution, sentence myself, imprison myself - then release myself on the grounds the judge was crazy enough not to notice I was insane.

Hmmmm, that's about all the really twisted and disturbing things I can think of this early in the morning....you should see me after my first coffee..lol

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Post by Lightning Rod » April 26th, 2005, 12:00 pm

the key to my disguise is the bandanna
it changes colors, you see
and sizes and shapes
it has even been observed as an umbrella

Oh, yes I could wear it across my Jesse James face
or hang it from my back pocket and posture for my posse
or dance like Salome and the bandanna becomes seven veils

I forgot to tell you that the bandanna is also a time machine
when I wrap it around my head I become a Saracen or a pirate
or a goddam cool rapper with cold hard attitude

When I wear it around my neck, I can be mistaken
for Errol Flynn or Bogey in Treasure of the Sierra Madre
then my bandanna becomes a silken sheet
and when I drape it over my lovely assistant
she disappears sawed in half and the magic of my lust
makes her reappear on the tiger's back.

It's a simple bandanna of indeterminate color
I can be a Blood or a Crip at the blink of an eye
that's why I call my bandanna Chameleon.

Don't look for me at the party
I'll drink the booze and clean out the dips
and you'll never even know I was there
and don't blow your nose on my bandanna
"These words don't make me a poet, these Eyes make me a poet."

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Post by stilltrucking » April 26th, 2005, 7:10 pm

A monacle like TR
Cigarette holder like FDR
High top silk hat like WW
a claw hammer coat
cowboy boots
clean underware
in one hand I would carry a bucket of blood
a bible in the other

I would smirk and shrug
and I would lie my ass off all night about family values

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Post by mousey1 » April 29th, 2005, 8:32 pm

Twisted muthafuckas!!!!!!! Ahahahahahahahahahahahaaaa :shock:
:roll: sorry, I tried to talk myself out of making that tasteless remark but to no avail. I never listen to me.....welll, almost never!!! :twisted:

Come one, come all
To the madness ball
Where we all
Can be ourselves
Or a facsimile
Maybe just a plain simile



If I came as my madness
Just who would I be
For I can't wear a mask
My madness is me

I'd come dressed to the nines
All wrapped in a quilt
That I've stitched out of lies
And patched with guilt

With my heart on my sleeve
And my hand on my heart
I'll speak only in riddles
My truth to impart

Grinning and grinning
A crocodile smile
I'll head for the dance floor
And waltz backwards awhile

To the Moonlight Sonata
I'll dance all alone
And hold me possessively
As if I were my own

I'll kick me and curse me
If I step on my toe
I'll spin me and twirl me
Without letting go

And every so often
I'll cut in on myself
So I'll think that I'm popular
Fred and Ginger herself!

When the music has ended
When it comes time to go
I'll thank me most madly
And take myself home
I used to walk with my head in the clouds but I kept getting struck by lightning!
Now my head twitches and I drool alot. Anonymouse

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