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You Is What You Is

BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
edited April 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Sickened by the scent of past lovers,
he retreated into his famililar patterns
Alcohol stink and venemous hate
spewed out of him like bile
And she was only too happy to reciprocate

They were now truly at home
"Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
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  • gus stillsgus stills Posts: 366
    great start and this leaves me wanting more.
  • catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
    yeah. i want more too. :)
    hear my name
    take a good look
    this could be the day
    hold my hand
    lie beside me
    i just need to say
  • BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
    They acted out as normal
    Her's agitated,
    his incarcerated

    and yet again he let his feelings get the best
    "Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

    When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

    I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    Give us a longer story. :)
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  • BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
    He awoke in the morning in a cold dark cell,
    and humored himself by wondering what happened.
    "Have a nice rest, scumbag?" barked the officer.
    "Your lady is here for you."
    They embraced and he made many promises,
    which in the moment they were happy to believe
    "Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

    When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

    I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
  • mosesrnrmosesrnr Posts: 53
    Brainofdz wrote:
    Sickened by the scent of past lovers,
    he retreated into his famililar patterns
    Alcohol stink and venemous hate
    spewed out of him like bile
    And she was only too happy to reciprocate

    They were now truly at home

    i like this one... it rocks....
  • catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
    keep it coming charlie. :)
    hear my name
    take a good look
    this could be the day
    hold my hand
    lie beside me
    i just need to say
  • BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
    Lets go out tonight babe, We could use it.
    Yeah, we could, but............Will you be drinking?
    I don't fucking know. What do you care?
    Nevermind, she sighed, and continued humming her tune..........Oasis maybe
    "Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

    When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

    I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
  • PerceptualPerceptual Posts: 200
    Interesting stuff... I'm not going to ask for more because that would betray my idea of creativitism.
    "this one, anytime I say love if you wanna say love, uh, say it, and if you say it you might as well say it loud, and if you don't feel like sayin' it, don't say it, but if you feel it, certainly say it..."

    NOTE: Everything I write in the P,P&M section are intended to be songs, not poetry.
  • BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
    After a rest, they dressed in silence.
    He put on his good shirt,
    and she the pink dressed he once told her he liked.
    At the restaurant, their restaurant, everything was ordinary
    but for some reason he felt an intense anxiety wash over him.
    and he knew what he needed
    "Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

    When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

    I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
  • BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
    obviously I meant "pink dress"

    Why is there not an edit option here?
    Can somebody tell me?
    "Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

    When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

    I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
  • FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    The first time it was disabled, it was because of people telling each other they smelt of poo, then editing their comments to hide the evidence. The second time, who knows.
  • catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
    FinsburyParkCarrots wrote:
    The first time it was disabled, it was because of people telling each other they smelt of poo, then editing their comments to hide the evidence. The second time, who knows.

    that's it?
    was it telling people they smelled like poo or that they were full of shit?
    that's nothing compared to what goes down in other forums on this site and yet we can still edit what song we're listening to or what we think of dick cheney. i know i'm whistling in the wind but not being able to edit our creative writing sucks. one mistake can change the meaning of what we write and we can't do a thing about it. i think we deserve to be given our edit ability back.
    hear my name
    take a good look
    this could be the day
    hold my hand
    lie beside me
    i just need to say
  • BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
    As he came back to table
    with drink in hand,
    he noticed the look in her eyes
    She looked frightened
    and he hated himself for it
    so he downed his scotch and quickly ordered another.
    "Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

    When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

    I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
  • BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
    As the night progressed,they talked about the old days.
    He relived stories of past glory.
    She smiled, and watched his face light up,
    remembering just why she fell in love with him.
    He could be so innocent and childlike in his enthusiasm.
    He was a little boy who needed looking after, she thought.
    And as for that other business,
    Well they would find a way to work that out,
    In time.
    "Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

    When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

    I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
  • BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
    The days passed by, and produced more of the same.
    He could be a mean drunk, and she knew he couldn't be trusted.
    trusted with her feelings, her vulnerabilities, her life
    He too knew the problem, but seemed unwilling or unable to change.
    These thoughts gnawed at him all day long, followed by nights of drunken haze.Something had to give, and one night it did.
    "Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

    When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

    I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
  • BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
    He awoke in the morning not knowing what he'd done.
    It was sickly familiar feeling.
    He saw the broken glass, and the blood on the rug.
    Another drunken rage; that much was clear.
    He picked up the glass, and scrubbed the rug clean.
    That was easy enough.
    But somehow he new she wouldn't be back this time.
    He really needed a drink.
    "Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

    When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

    I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
  • chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    dam dude..thats some good stuff..oh yes the ole alcohol induced blackout..
    thank you for your stories..
    i'll share a lil piece as well..

    so i pulled into town, sadened, yet glad..
    3 alive once but now 2..
    climb down from a higher truck into one of smaller stature..
    but first standing, hug a brother..
    liquor store we agree, but of course..
    i of past, hard liquor a friend..
    jack daniels, yes please..
    mezcal of the worm floating south of the border madness, yes please..
    a bottle in each hand,i will soon be busy..
    travel onward to a house full, sad faces, warm but cold hugging everywhere..
    it's on i speak..
    people coming and going, a noise echoing, oh it's only crying..
    pour in jack whiskey, pour in mezcal, what a hazard..
    take it down, this mixture from poison liquids..
    oh im getting quite skilled at my craft..
    water glass after water glass, pure alcohol..
    down it goes..
    holy F*** i am F***ed up like a mother F***er..
    ok i been here before, i can get into a black void..
    vomitting on myself, unconsciousness is my friend i hold..
    these steps i call a bed are stone hills breaking my bones..
    a garden hose now my water source..
    thank you brother for the mattress..
    my world was spun..
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
    He walked around town, checking for signs of her
    surveying the book store, the record store,
    the antique shop and finally the grocery.
    Occasionally, he would swig from his silver plated side flask
    Suddenly, he got the urge to check the bus station
    She wasn't there, but an old friend was
    They made love all day long, as he choked back vomit
    He had no recollection why his love had left,
    but he didn't doubt it was justified
    It was getting late,
    and the presense of his old acquaitance was making him uneasy
    but he didn't have the strength to be alone with his misery.
    So, they made love again the next day, fucked to be precise
    and that filthy hoar started getting comfortable
    She had reclaimed another.
    "Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

    When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

    I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
  • catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
    ah...the decisions people make.

    keep it coming dz. :)
    hear my name
    take a good look
    this could be the day
    hold my hand
    lie beside me
    i just need to say
  • BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
    The mystery was gone.
    He Knew better now, and was disavowing the truths that had been given.
    It wasn't even fun anymore. Sure, the buildup was exhilarating.
    He saw cops, robbers, scumbags, pushers, and prostiutes, but the results were always predictably depressing.
    Days turned into weeks, and he was worse than ever.
    He always heard them say that you'd pick up where you left off
    Like everything else, he learned it the hardest way.
    Within a month, he ran out of money. He began selling his meager possesions; mostly cd's and clothes she had given him.
    Every morning he would contemplate jumping in front of the approaching train as it approached. "Just one more fix and then I'll do it" he'd think.
    The slight dope high would keep his desperate misery at bay, enough to survive another day.
    And then in the morning he'd start it all over again
    "Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

    When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

    I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    But the thing was
    you never could anticipate who you might run into
    there was always that wild card
    of a person you didn't expect
    sometimes it was bad, but other times...
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  • whispering handswhispering hands Under your skin Posts: 13,527
    DZ you are an awesom poet.. it gives me great honor to post here with ya!! keep em coming!!
  • BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
    One day in his travels, he came upon an old drug buddy. They are paying 30 bucks a head down at the needle exchange just for filling out a survey. Within an hour, he was there completing a questionaire regarding his drug and sexual practices. This made him chuckle a bit, probably for the first time in weeks. He scooped up his cash and headed for the spot. After fixing up in his favorite taco bell bathroom stall, he jumped the train back downtown. He thought he saw her on a passing train, but wasn't sure. He tried to dismiss the thought, but it weighed on him, and permeated his drug induced apathy. When he returned home, he started making phonecalls. I hear she's staying down on Ridge and 8th was the information he finally ascertained. So, he fixed up, and hoped on the crosstown bus.
    "Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

    When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

    I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
  • chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    love it..after fixing up in his favorite tacobell bathroom stall..
    that rocks..i like your lil story..

    shooting pool with friends and so called friends..
    he dives into the mens rooms, better lock the thin private door..
    stradeling the toilet seat but backwards..
    using the water tank as his work bench table for rock crushing nostril candy
    fun night..
    a simple feat for a professinol..
    spin the head, twist the mind, its game time but he knows he hurts..
    what a rotten piece of life..
    where is he at, where is he going, where runs this dude, where the lost
    moments lives, i dunno, im confused..whats goin on, whats up..
    i dont know what he remembered talkin about..hes sleepwalkin, 4 or what number days/nights awake? huh? shut the fuck up..close the fuckin curtain
    you noisey shit..
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
    He felt as if he should be nervous as the bus inched closer to his destination. He felt nothing. His last fix made sure of that, and he was thankful. He got off and slowly paced the block of her apartment. It was a basement studio and he approached the side window. Through the window, he can hear some music playing. She's listening to Dylan and working on a painting. Suddenly, his high has evaporated. He sits down and begins to sob uncontrolably.
    "Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

    When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

    I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
  • oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
    my first read of this thread
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green
  • riantLoVEsuriantLoVEsu Posts: 74
    then he told her, youre a cheat, a lier, a criminal just like me
    and she thought, no, that couldnt be true...
  • BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
    Finally, she spots him outside of her window. When she sees his tears, she begins to cry as well. God; does she love this troubled man, and she is all he ever wanted in a woman. He just can't let go of the toxicity eating at his soul day after day. She hears a faint voice in her head telling her not to let him in, but she doesn't consider listening. She needs to be held by him and in this moment nothing else matters.
    "Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

    When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

    I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
  • BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
    In the space of an hour, he fullfilled every wish she had ever had, and undid them. Was he sorry? Probably, but he wasn't even aware of it. He was only aware of the misery and rage that lurked in the ID of his tainted soul. Often, when among people he attempted to mask such thoughts. However, now he was socially lubricated. He had no apprehensions or conscious. It was just him and his bottle, and his works. A match made in hell for the two of them.
    "Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

    When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

    I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
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