• Dreaming of a Millennial Massacre

    Your time has come young personmuch sooner than you thoughtrelease your mouth from your mother's nipplethere's a lesson here to be taught you seek instant gratificationand vain internet validation I'm a forward thinking manyes, a problem solvercan you put your phone...

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  • Generation Z-ero

    The cuckold generationtide-pod guzzling snowflakesbegging to be micro-chippedbegging to be numbered Xenophobic and neuroticdisconnected and psychoticreprogrammed and roboticGeneration Zero seeking- individual identitytrapped- in a surrogate reality no social skillsno common sense Easily offendedlooking to accusebegging for defensefrom genuine experiencestampede of the sheepmarch to...

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    sideways

    there is a dismal weight of blood and bonesecured to the pain of it allscheming flesh longs to esape and take my soul with itleaking promises of reprievethere is a misery one can drinkit intoxicates making one dizzydistlled hurt...

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    • Powerfully penned, Brenda. Your words hit with the might of a sledgehammer my friend. Excellent write. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Powerful work. Vivid and sharp.

      • thank you graciously dearest Thomas I was reading your poem and realizing my drug use puts me in danger much like your poem I would never intentionally kill myself but accidental could happen it’s sobering ❤️

    • This shows your talent as a writer and very good.

    • hello dearest poet this was from a time in my life I was taking about twenty sleeping pills at a time not realizing that could kill me as I was writing this I thought I would never kill myself intentionally but then I remembered my behavior and how a lot of famous people who have died unitentionally it was sobering thank you for being thoughtful ❤️

    • you are rude and thoughtless…

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    it is in me to lovetwilight's gleam lay witness to my despaira soprano singing quietly of love lossso much so, even the mockingbirds inside me silencedmy depth of feeling overcomeleaving me adrifta great chasm I can't crossdesire's reprimand was...

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    • Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Chère C.,
      You hit hard.
      And every blow a hit.
      Don’t know which source you are getting from.
      Seems like I’ll never tire of it.
      Warm regards, Gus

    • There is a way you have of taking us inside, where we see and feel what you’re expressing. Not to the depth you do, I’m sure, but this one is potent. Beautifully aching. I can feel the pressure of the words trying to escape the heart, the chest 🧡

    • Well now, this is superb. Probably one of my favs of yours now. I’m interested in what inspired it. It has a great deal of weight being shifted from line to line, as if you can’t settle it in one spot. A heaviness lingering, perhaps.
      Well done, Crims.

      • hello dearest Styxian it is a heaviness within me for all the beings I loved and let down… sometimes I feel I should never been given the chance to fail someone so utterly thank you for your beautiful thoughts ❤️

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    Derelict Dimensions

    I am an abandoned building a series of echoing roomscreaky whispering floorboardscrowned by star freckled roofas time advances and takes its tolla structure solid...and decayingunhidden...but strangely unseensecrets bursting...but unspokenthe stories these walls could tell...memories from rafter to foundationit takes...

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    • I love abandoned buildings and urbex, places that have personality & soul. It really makes you think about all the stories and feelings that haunt those rooms long settled into stillness and the quiet noise of slow decay, so much like those old folks now mostly forgotten.

      • I am an urbex hound myself and feel much the same as you. I suppose that’s what made me follow that theme. Thank you 😊

    • Fantastic, and abandoned. Excellent.

    • Powerful work. Vivid and sharp.

    • Powerfully penned, Willow. Excellent write my friend, your choice in accompaniment fit your words nicely. You have an ear for it in fact. Nicely done as always. I dig this a lot. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • Thank you, Damian. Coming from you, that means a lot. I try to hear what the words are saying. They always have a voice of their own and I guess I enjoy and connect more easily with them than with people frequently. Just gotta listen. Thank you, my friend 😊

    • Art at its best. We’re lucky to have you here Willow.

    • Now it matches you. 🙏💖

    • Willow, I hardly know what to say. It is a great honor to have something named for me. I am doubly pleased that it is a decaying old thing which — no, this is not an insult!– that it creaks, with unspoken stories and strangely unseen secrets; the wind does whistle through my cracked windows, my friend, and curiosity still burns with undying heat. another story is always waiting. Yes, you couldn’t have painted a better picture of me with a camera. Thank you for this lovely, lovely gift!
      FD

      • The stories untold are moments lost. When nobody asks, they remain locked away. My elders have been my rocks. The Roots I grew from. Without those stories, I wouldn’t be who I am today. Your young ones must feel the same of you, my friend

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