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[Other Original] Never To Be Published

Winter

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a collection of poems and short-form writings​

Just a string of words nonsensically woven in an effort to seem profound and philosophical and poignant and perceptive.
solivagant

Blurb:

These will be a dumpyard, a place I've marked out in FF&W so that I can leave my litter behind without being penalized, for my string-of-words-and-random-line-breaks. Note that what you see are as the title declares works I will never publish, never send to a publisher for consideration because they are not my best and no amount of telling me otherwise will convince me. So expect mediocre to poor to absolute garbage here. Don't hold back, rip everything apart to pieces, go for the jugular. If you seriously think that what you read is really "good", let me know so that I can proceed to destroy your impression. : )

[content-warn="mature themes such as sexuality, violence and horror and may see the usage of profanities"][/content-warn]
Contents
heartless
doggy style
tank top
hunger
flight
glass
alleyway
rainbows
painting
door
Ten Word Stories
poets
drink
flame
gift wrap
cup
Do I Do You

 
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Winter

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heartless
I have no heart.
It fell from
in between my lungs
down to
in between my legs
and melted into a puddle where
whatever that remained grew
into an amorphous blob of tissue
like a tumor.
I could give you that puddle
of all my liquefied being
but they contain
none of my love.​
 

Winter

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doggy style
whimpering, on all fours,
tail wagging, begging
to be leashed,
tongue lolling, panting,
catching balls, gagged
with leather and latex,
gnawing rubberized bones,
sniffing master's scent,
cuddling, nuzzling, licking
until playtime is over.​
 

Winter

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tank top
I like my men in tank tops:
an apt description for fabric
that's worn for the sole purpose
of being taken off,
effortlessly tearing away
and revealing the tank
–big, buff and bare–
which blasts its cannon
inside me and when you're gone,
I breathe in the moist smell of your ammo
from the translucent white cotton
of the tank top you left behind.
 

Winter

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All I can say about this is... damn. This is some mighty fine poetry, made all the better for how skillfully it uses lewd metaphors. I'm not super wild about the first one - I don't entirely get the metaphor which is probably the problem, but doggy style is absolutely perfect with how well the metaphor works. Bravo.
"heartless" is basically a poem about 'love vs lust', when stripped (no pun intended) down to its bare bones. You like doggy style? I didn't know you were into those kind of interests. XD I kid. It is as it is, poetic dribbling of a fantasy.

And hey, I wouldn't be shy about publishing poetry this good.
*TRIGGERED*
 

Bay

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Like Bardothren, I too am amazed with Doggy Style. Very raw, but fits well. Heartless I think I like it for the most part though a couple phrases like "into an amorphous blob of tissue" threw me off a bit. Tank Top meanwhile I think the ammo and canon reference works. Keep it up!

I think in the first post I would warn some of the poems will be on the lewd side, just a little mod notice there.
 

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Heartless didn't click with me, but the others were quite neat , Doggy style was especially interest
 

Winter

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Like Bardothren, I too am amazed with Doggy Style. Very raw, but fits well. Heartless I think I like it for the most part though a couple phrases like "into an amorphous blob of tissue" threw me off a bit. Tank Top meanwhile I think the ammo and canon reference works. Keep it up!

I think in the first post I would warn some of the poems will be on the lewd side, just a little mod notice there.
Heh it was supposed to be a subtle reference to arousal but in trying to keep with the visceral anatomical imagery, it became way too weird ;-; Thanks for pointing it out! I was iffy with a few phrases but couldn't pinpoint exactly the anomaly.

Oh yes, I was gonna get around to it (but I have an associate's degree in procrastination XD). I put a warning up now; hope it suffices for I can't really predict what kind of content I'll publish here. ^^;
Heartless didn't click with me, but the others were quite neat , Doggy style was especially interest
Hey Oddy! I guess my toilet poem drew you here huh? XP

And wow Doggy Style seems to be really well-received. O_O Y'all pervs. xD
 

Oddball_

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Says the perv who wrote it...
So i guess one called 'whips and chains' is to be expected?
Jk luv u b
 

Winter

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hunger
I AM HUNGRY
I declared
like a headline
so matter-of-factly
with a hint of expectation
FEED ME
I demanded
like a baby wailing
for its mother's teat
subtlety out
of the window, the room, my body
CRUNCH
I bit your hand
feeling the bones crack
as I take more from you
a leg, an ear, a lip,
a strip of skin and sinew
where it matters most
GULP
I feel you slide down inside me
I cry out when you hurt me
I moan when you sate me
and you wince and hiss
buckle and give in
as I digest and devour you
whole
AHH
I sighed with
hearty relief
like a full stomach
after a heavy meal.​
 

Winter

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flight
you were in my cockpit
steady hands on the yoke
setting course for the sky
but the sky was not the limit,
we believed in pushing boundaries,
pulling throttles and thrusting upwards
high altitude adrenaline rushing through our heads
we were gay and dizzy among the clouds
turbulence could not shake us
as our bodies cruised through ozone
—no seat belts on—
towards the future lying beyond.
 
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you're a perv. But you're also a good writer <3 I especially enjoy how you pieced together heartless and fight, actually.
 

Winter

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glass
we were broken
before we met
and our two halves
seemed to make a whole
at the time.
we revealed our cracks
we shared our fragments
gluing our shattered souls
together in the night
but when daybreak came
we awoke to find ourselves
lying in a bed of shards
that cut deeper
into our brittle hearts​
 
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Winter

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alleyway
after the party
you caught me in the alley
in the drunken haze
i never caught your face
no words were exchanged
no details no names
nothing to tether our fates
i only caught the sound of your zipper
as i took you in
i only caught the sound of your moans
as you poured yourself out
i only caught the taste of salty bitterness
dripping down my throat like hard liquor
i only caught the echoes
of that empty alleyway​
 

Bay

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So, playing catch up!

Hunger and Alleyway are your more raw poems, but I think I prefer Hunger more due to more imagery used. Alleyway isn't bad, but isn't as memorable.

Flight, Glass, and Rainbows are less raw but I still enjoy them. Flight in particular I like the more softer imagery while Glass some lines I like in particular ("we revealed our cracks" and "lying a bed of shards" among them).
 

Winter

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painting
when i finished my first colouring book
my parents called me an artist
when i sketched the koi pond in the school gardens
my teacher praised me in front of the class
when i painted the shops along the riverside quay
they hung it on the school walls for all to see
but when i painted my lips, my eyes, my cheeks,
they all called me a failure, a faggot, a freak.

so now i no longer hold the brush,
the only strokes i know
are of pain.
 

Bay

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I admit to liking the comparison of makeup to art and the end result how it went from praise to negative. Last few lines, while I like "I no longer hold the brush" the last two lines I'm not feeling it. I know that ending is intended, but those two lines have been overused in these kind of poems. Still not a bad poem, though.
 
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Winter

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I admit to liking the comparison of makeup to art and the end result how it went from praise to negative. Last few lines, while I like "I no longer hold the brush" the last two lines I'm not feeling it. I know that ending is intended, but those two lines have been overused in these kind of poems. Still not a bad poem, though.

I'm with Bay on this one. I love the transition of artistry into self-reimagining and the shift in social perception, but the last lines feel flat.

I also love "I no longer hold the brush" as a metaphorical representation of how the control over his persona is taken from his hands by society. Well done with that line.
Yeah I know the last two lines were cliched. Still working on trying to find that poignancy without being depressingly sappy or over-the-top morbid. :V
 
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