wandering pain

[Axanderdeath]

1

It seems that
love is never
love is never
nowhere...

That love
is nowhere
gone
dead
a dream that was never achievable
but once comprehensible
but not now
and never again...

Burns in the chest
rings in the ears
voices of defeat
visions of them
having ever pleasurable sex
with satin sheets
and sweat smile lips sweet swept with ecstasy...

and the reject sulk in their homes
and sulk in vain
with the rain falling
and it's all gone....


2

to repeat the cries of the hurt
to recall the pain
to eat the dirt
to be there two minutes too late
to never have chance
to forever be lone lonesome
to be a sad breakfast muncher
to be funny fodder of happy
to be and that is all
to be, to be, to be.

3

lay ON THE BED IN DARK NIGHT
turn out the lights
forget about

kim
sylvia
emily
Jun
bianka
steph
melissa
kim kim kim

obsessions of lone lonesome loser
lock eyes with nothing
lock heart away in
deserted street of dead world

cry for the dead human
humane to the planet
the last standing
broken heart soul...

4

He stood up
looked around
fell and fell
and fell
fell
fell
fell

5

Hurt to look
at the eye
of the girl
at the barn
her clothing ripped and torn
her brain split open
when the fog rolled in
I cried with cows
and they fart
and that!
that is existence

6

Mean meaning never knowing
still it shakes in my soul
never able to touch it
or hold it
or explain it
it lurks along my chest with unease
and I try to scream it away
with no avail
the trial blazing
yearner I am
with little knowhow
but large penis
guiding the sad
masturbated synthetic love
reel to reel of
nothing.


7

cry for me cry for me cry for me
wet grass on my back
green plush red and pink
beckons the earth worm
I melt in to the ground and curl up
to the underground world
find a nice warm worm spot to decompose and decompress
pent up feelings.


8


and the gray days grace
on old drunk eyes
forgiving smiles
of old friends
in moments

book store wandering
in awe of intellect
and envy of boor
bored to death
in easy to understand
philosophy for dummies.

She left a rose on the dresser
she left a note in the drawer and
she took my heart to the cleaners
and took the color of my life out
with bleach

one comfort of creation
procrastination of
depressing
depressed

What you up to?

What you up to?

No one is there
their all nowhere
nothing to me...

the end


Geoff Parsons

[mnaz]

man, you are on a road trip, aren't you?

[stilltrucking]

kim
sylvia
emily
Jun
bianka
steph
melissa
kim kim kim

they come
they go
butterflies
aren't they beautiful

good night
good writing
take care
keep on writing

[Axanderdeath]

man, you are on a road trip, aren't you?

\i am in mOntreal--I was just in halifax for two days--I am going back-girl-she has a boy friend, and certain pain and doom is most likely to come--but I do not care loke the death od merlin....

[judih]

obsessions of lone lonesome loser
lock eyes with nothing
lock heart away in
deserted street of dead world

excellent

[joel]

Your nonchalant talent blows me away. Amazing read, Geoff!

Number 5 is honest.

Number 7 is relatable.

And this is scripted wonder of which I'm envious:

and the gray days grace
on old drunk eyes
forgiving smiles
of old friends
in moments

[lilywhite]

verse one stanza three stands out for me. Perhaps she was not worth your time or effort. There is someone better for you.


lily.

[Axanderdeath]

verse one stanza three stands out for me. Perhaps she was not worth your time or effort. There is someone better for you.


lily.

ALl I know is I am ready to break some fucking hearts now--no more being played!! FUCK THAT!!!