Finally Gone - A haiku by me

you're finally gone
and I don't miss you one bit
also, that is a huge lie

The Windows

the windows
they fly towards me
fast as lightning
the scare me
soaring in rows
facing right in my direction
going thousands of miles per hour
until they collide with me
and subsequently shatter

Teddy

A poem I started, got one stanza in, and couldn't finish, but I kind of liked it anyways.

Cuddly teddy
you sit on my bed
I wish I wish
that you weren't dead.

New found punctuation!

Man, am I really that nerdy that I am getting uber excited from finding new punctuations? Well I did just say uber... So yeah, I'm that nerdy haha. Anyways, while looking at a website where people post their literary tattoos, someone mentioned wanting to get a tattoo of the Interrobang. Well, never having heard of this before, I had to go look it up. And to my surprise, it was the greatest online discovery of my [so far] life!

"The interrobang, interabang, or quesclamation mark, ‽, is a nonstandard English-language punctuation mark intended to combine the functions of the question mark and the exclamation mark or exclamation point."
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Interrobang

Other great and interesting things I have found:

"The irony mark or irony point (؟) (French: point d’ironie; also called a snark or hook) is a proposed punctuation mark that was suggested to be used to indicate that a sentence should be understood at a second level (e.g. irony, sarcasm, etc.). It is illustrated by a small, elevated, backward-facing question mark. The irony mark has never been used widely. It appears occasionally in obscure artistic or literary publications."
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Irony_mark

and

"The SarcMark, short for sarcasm mark, is a punctuation mark invented by Paul Sak designed to show when passages of text have a sarcastic tone. It resembles a cross between the @ symbol and the exclamation mark. " (I cannot yet find a version of this in typing to copy and paste and use on the computer...)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/SarcMark

If anyone else knows of any other punctuation marks, lemme know! :D

Silver, Beat.

Silver, Beat.

I'm bleeding
bleeding everywhere
from everywhere
pouring it, everywhere
it's silver
I don't understand it
why does it pour from my every orifice?
why does this happen
gushing this silver liquid
my limbs begin to shiver
they snap without warning
one by one
until just a bundle of sticks remains
still oozing it's silver
everywhere
pouring, gushing, oozing
it's silver, broken pieces
they bend and twist
they warp
I don't know who I am anymore
these crawling deformed decapitated pieces
writhing in happiness while I am now dead
dead, yet alive in the sense that my heart,
while impossible,
still beats on.

Garksnaff

There they are
Floating mid-air
The claws of the ravenous Garksnaff

My eyes close tight
riding that impossible clawed image
Of an unknown hallucination

I crawled through thorny brush
It pricking and tearing
Past warnings terribly awry

Blood pools all over
Speaking to me, "Follow the brush not,
Or return, you will not..."

I break away
Into a clearing
Sensing a dark killing power

A clearing, maybe a lair
A bright sunny circle
But surrounded by shadowy trees

A growl I hear
A snarl from there
I frantically search 'till I see

The filthy claws
On the severed limbs
Blending to the darkness

Suspended arms
Attached to nothing
But the invisible, terrible beast

Purple scales, yellow feathers on knuckles
With it's sharp jagged talons
Dripping with blood of innocent

Out from the tree
Out from the brush
The Garknsnaff creates it's roar

The roar, a loud "Kra-ool!"
The brown saliva drips
As it's call sounds screams of it's victims

It swipes and attacks
Shredding my throat open
My deep red liquid pouring all 'round

The creature takes in a breath
With it's deep grumbling gasp
Devours my very last scream

I fall, crumpled, doubled in two
A victim of this beast
The beast, the last image in my eyes

There they are
Floating mid-air
The claws of the ravenous Garksnaff.

Bastard Creation

Look at my creation!
This bastard planet
From just one man's thoughts
Could use a woman's touch.



Inspired by this random (yet amazing) picture from photobucket: http://media.photobucket.com/image/surreal%20art/porro_x/surreal%20art/Surreal_World_2008_by_riolcrt.jpg?o=3

I Even Miss That

I miss you so

I miss the way you stared at me
those crazy eyes
at my crazy thoughts

I miss you so

I miss the way we had three things in common
Dropkick Murphys, Harry Potter, Boondock Saints
and absolutely nothing else

I miss you so

I miss the way we got along
even with opposite thoughts
even with contrasting opinions

I miss you so

I miss the way you told me about the move
without a hint of sadness
and ignored the coming upsetting day

I miss you so

I miss the the talks we had
once you got your new phone
even though we could only text while you're at school

I miss you so

I even miss the way we parted
after you came to visit
that last moment I saw you
the bus driving away
the fake smile on my face as I pass
my palm on the window
coming as close to you as possible
not close enough
never close enough
that last hug, not enough

I miss you so

I miss you every time I listen to "The State of Massachusetts"
I miss you every time a friend recites the speech of The Saints

I even miss the way you would say
"And how..."
and how I would look at you
with that annoyed face, as I hate that phrase
yet just to bother me
you would stare and say it again
I even miss that

I miss you so...