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    While Love Got Strangled

    just a permanent scab the one you constantly pick i’m the back you stab the one vice you can’t kick   everything feels so heavy with this weight i carry why don’t you tell me how i’m not so scary   unable to speak the truth so we repeat a...

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    • I’m big on the closing lines of a poem. What an impact they make. It’s the impression your reader walks away with, that stays in your head like a song you can’t shake. The lost loves and the unrequited loves are always on my hit list. You nailed this one, Damian…so good!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Kelly. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I agree with you, coming from a lyrical background, I always love a good line. But the beginning and ending are very important indeed. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • This was hidden? Man, this was screaming to be let out. “No winners because the race was fixed.” Yup.
      This is a great piece, cuz

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I wrote this before joining DU. I love that line as well. It was screaming to be let out. Appreciate you, cuz.

        Damian

    • The last stanza is a real ass kicker! The rhyme scheme is cool too. It’s obvious that you care about your results. It shows in your craftings. This is thought provoking, but not heavy. Well done Damian.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mark. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It was an ass kicker, I penned this during a time of self-therapy and reflection. I’ve always cared, always executing is another story. This was a cool discovery, because I had forgotten about it. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • I too enjoyed the rhyme scheme. Everyone can relate to this. We’ve all been there.
      When you both know it was over a few months back!
      Great write amigo!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Adel. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It’s a relatable story indeed. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • wow dearest Damian so much power and passion in this I am floored ❤️great write…

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Brenda. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It was a very reflective time in my life to say the least. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Now aint that the truth so bloomin well poemed .. Say it like it is why don’tcha eh .. Great ink Damian & subsequently awarded Nev’s dubble 👍👍

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Neville. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Sometimes you gotta say it loud and proud. Honored to receive the dubble. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • This is dark, deep, and brilliant, Damian. I’m glad you dug it out of the vault! The honesty in this poem is cutting, and the final lines–“instead of owning we rented / while love got strangled” –are a phenomenal, memorable finish. A wicked good read.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Roma. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Those final lines are my favorite as well. It was penned in a time of self-reflection, and getting to really know myself. Without my addiction clouding my vision. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • “another moment dies”

      That’s the thing people lose sight of. Once the moment is gone…it’s gone. What we make of it bears a lot of weight. I’d rather carry honest weight than the baggage of pretense. I’m glad you found this one. It needed to breathe, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Spot on in your analysis as always, it did need to breathe a little. It was simmering on the stove in the word kitchen. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Damian, great rhyme and flow while delivering a strong message.
      Excellent work sir.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Wally. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Hard hitting piece. So true my friend. kick-ass write Damian.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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    Existential Fuel

    It's not about the destination;it’s about the engine knock--the low hum beneath the chest,pistons pulsing, alive,tires tracing grooveson roads you can’t quite see.​I used to think the fuel was purpose--a bright answerwaiting at the end of some highway,vanishing as...

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    • Brilliantly penned, Roma. Into the book it belongs! Excellent imagery, felt like I was riding shotgun. Any automotive enthusiast would love this joyride. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • Thanks so much, Damian! I’m glad you enjoyed the joyride. I think all existential crises should come with great mileage and a good soundtrack. I appreciate you saying it belongs in the book. I was hoping that the imagery felt visceral, so knowing you felt like you were “riding shotgun” means the world. If an automotive enthusiast approves of the engine knock, I know I did my job! Appreciate you reading.

    • I love the determination in this. It has a come what may feel to it.
      Sometimes not knowing the answers to everything feels scary but it also opens up more possibilities.
      Sometimes not knowing brings wonderful surprises you never saw coming. They crash into you and change your life.
      That’s all part of discovering yourself and finding out what you’re made of.
      I enjoyed this roadtrip!

      • Thank you Adelphina! I love your take on the “come what may” determination. You captured the bright side of the empty space perfectly: not knowing is indeed scary, but it’s the very thing that makes room for those “wonderful surprises that crash into you.” That element of being open to things we never saw coming — that’s the true reward of keeping the existential engine running. I’m so glad you enjoyed the road trip!

    • This is very clever. It tells of the journey quite well, taking the reader along steadily. Purposed.
      Solid write, thoroughly.

      • Styxian, Thank you so much! I’m thrilled to hear the poem carried you along steadily. That feeling of taking the reader on the journey is exactly what I aim for. I appreciate the kind words!

    • hello lovely poetess I get it this is really good the love machine keeps humming while we get ranover or we keep running from this speed demon out to kill us love is tragedy but without it would be emptiness I am up for the fight with this demon great write ❤️

      • Hello Crimsin, Hello! That’s a beautiful, fiery way to read the poem. You perfectly captured that underlying tension: the engine of life (‘”the love machine”) keeps running despite the forces that want to “run us over” or the “speed demon” trying to stall us. The emptiness without the fight isn’t worth the peace. I love that you’re “up for the fight”– that’s the true existential fuel! Thank you for the passionate read.

    • Impeccable metaphors and quite the philosophical road trip. It’s good to have a journey to end towards; but it’s the journey, which matters, in the end.

      • Rob, Thank you. This poem was just random thoughts, while I was on a long drive too. I appreciate you calling it a “philosophical road trip.”

        You perfectly captured that delicate balance: the destination gives the journey shape, but as you said, the journey itself is the only thing that truly matters. I hope you enjoyed the ride.

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    DWI =Do With Intention

    Wake up in the morning,with one goal in mind.How to feed my babies,without committing a crime.   Everyone sees,But can not imagine.How easy it could be.How can this life happen?   Never wanted a picket fence,or a house with a yard.All I could...

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    SILENT EGG

    Silent EggThe band is playing loudobnoxious country music.I'm masturbating!It's amazing how differentyou view people in publicwhen using a silent sex egg.There is just a tiny hint of noise...but it's more than covered bythe music and the conversation.I smile a...

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