i don't
written by omegadrax
01:18 PM 2/13/05
Poem Style: none
Author Category: train of afterthought
i don't
mean to be prophetic
but your future
would be poetic
if during your cold
lonely death
you whispered my name
with your last desperate
breath
i don't
mean to be bitter
but with my heart
you shouldn't litter
pieces of it were
left scattered
and the pieces
salvaged were
bruised and battered
i don't
mean to hate
but you apologies
come a little late
your begging and
pleading although enjoyed
reminds that love is
not to be toyed. |
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think
written by omegadrax
02:16 PM 2/13/05
Poem Style: none
Author Category: train of afterthought
think
[read] read this line (pause)
what do you think? (stop) [think]
this next part (pause)
will be the link (pause) [ponder]
to something new. (stop) [realization]
try to think of something blue. (stop) [think]
now think of something to chew. (stop) [think]
are you thinking? (stop) [answer]
tell someone. (stop) [speak]
tell everyone. (stop) [yell]
tell me. (go) [think] [go] |
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train of afterthought
written by omegadrax
02:18 PM 2/13/05
Poem Style: none
Author Category: train of afterthought
the music
flows. slow.
goes nowhere,
but in one ear
and out the
other. brother,
so much of
such is rich,
rhythmn twitch,
syncopation switch.
so much of
such is missed.
sis, mission
improbable, your
effort laudable, your
skill laughable. you
should have
tried harder. you
should have
paid attention.
retention.
too bad.
so sad.
good-bye. |
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lonliness made easy
written by omegadrax
02:19 PM 2/13/05
Poem Style: none
Author Category: train of afterthought
an open window,
a television turned low,
twice-read books,
hot dogs over-cooked,
stale breeze blowing in,
lights turned dim,
mail thrice-read,
an unmade bed,
a roommate with no key,
another lost in poetry |
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alone with the toaster
written by omegadrax
02:20 PM 2/13/05
Poem Style: none
Author Category: train of afterthought
mull tie tas ker
sis tem go
voys ak tiv ate ted
all set to blow
dij it al dis play
sum won iz home
list in ning four soun dez
hour manz a lone |
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w. c. williams at the supermarket
written by omegadrax
02:20 PM 2/13/05
Poem Style: none
Author Category: train of afterthought
how quickly
williams'
shopping cart
fills
when he
shops,
for simple
things. |
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w. c. williams is not at the supermarket
written by omegadrax
02:21 PM 2/13/05
Poem Style: none
Author Category: train of afterthought
william is
dead,
but,
so is God,
so is love,
and all
were at the
supermarket. |
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mockery
written by omegadrax
02:22 PM 2/13/05
Poem Style: none
Author Category: train of afterthought
i looked out
into a
sea full of
life, to
see what life
there is
for me. i
saw life
in the
sea and
saw the
sea in me. |
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welcome to my mind ver. 2002
written by omegadrax
01:23 PM 3/9/05
Poem Style: narrative
Author Category: dreamer of dreams
| i am a dreamer of dreams. i am a simple man. i have a mind for destruction and a heart full of love. i have a body built for work, but not the will to carry it through. i love to drink and get rowdy, but i need to have my solitude. i will smile and play along, but when it comes time to pay the piper, i make sure i pay in exact amounts. my heart breaks. the world is coming to an end, as it does before each beginning. i wait. i am an educated man, but find it overrated. the things that are important can't be found in books or universities, they can't be taught, and they can't be bought. i am a strong man, but find it trying. i have nothing to prove, but still they watch and wait for me to fail. i have so much to lose and so much to gain. the game goes on. i am a caring man, but find the world un caring. the world has changed the definition of caring to suit the materialistic society we live in. nothing bought for valentine's day, he must not care. nothing said on sweetest day. he must not care. no 'bling-bling'. no 'dub. no 'benjamins'. no 'rollin on twenties'. he must not care. i care, they are wrong. i am the man rolling on the floor with my daughter. i am the man dressed up like winnie the pooh on halloween. i am the man, they are wrong. i am a spritual man, God forgive me. i try and fail and try again. i know that God understands and gives me the strength. i go on. i dream on. |
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welcome to my mind ver. 2004
written by omegadrax
01:25 PM 3/9/05
Poem Style: narrative
Author Category: dreamer of dreams
| welcome to my mind. i am a dreamer of dreams. i bring the winter of all winters. i am a simple man with complicated intentions. what i have and what i want war within me. do ya ken? i have a mind for destruction and pain yet a heart full of love. i have a body built for work, but not the will to carry it through. i am so tired. i love to drink and get rowdy, but i need to have my solitude. will you be there in the silent moments? just to be there when i look up. i will smile and play along when the jokes come, but when it comes time to pay the piper, i make sure i pay in exact amounts. my heart breaks and i am a breaker of hearts. i am crying right now. the world is coming to an end and fenris will swallow the sun. it is so, as it is before each beginning. do ya ken? i wait in room full of people, i am lonely. i am an educated man, but find it overrated. what is a piece of paper when you are hungry. the things that are important can't be found in books or universities, they can't be taught, and they can't be bought. i am a strong man, but find it trying. i am weak and my weakness is all around. it waits for me and smiles a disarming smile. i embrace it and would like to embrace it and have it embrace me and not let go. i have nothing to prove, but still they watch and wait for me to fail. i will fail. please forgive me and try to understand. i have so much to lose, but so much to gain. the game goes on. i am a caring man, but find the world uncaring. do ya ken? the world has changed the definition of caring to suit the materialistic society we live in. nothing bought for valentine's day, he must not care. nothing said on sweetest day. he must not care. no 'bling-bling'. no 'dub. no 'benjamins'. no 'rollin on twenties'. he must not care. i care, they are wrong. i am the man rolling on the floor with my daughters. i am the man dressed up like winnie the pooh (or superman or atlas, even though noone got it) on halloween. i am the man, they are wrong (an yet they are right). i am a spritual man, God forgive me. i try and fail and try again. i know that God understands and gives me the strength. i go on. i dream on. i rage on. i love on. i lust on. i try on. |
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welcome to my mind ver. 2005
written by omegadrax
01:26 PM 3/9/05
Poem Style: narrative
Author Category: dreamer of dreams
welcome to my mind. i am a dreamer of dreams. i bring the winter of all winters. i stand at the edge of oblivion and i am smiling. i am a simple man with complicated intentions. what i have and what i want war within me. do ya ken? i have a mind for destruction and pain yet a heart full of love. i have a body built for work, but not the will to carry it through. i am so tired. i love to drink and get rowdy, but i need to have my solitude. will you be there in the silent moments? just to be there when i look up. i will smile and play along when the jokes come, but when it comes time to pay the piper, i make sure i pay in exact amounts. my heart breaks and i am a breaker of hearts. i am crying right now. the world is coming to an end and fenris will swallow the sun. it is so, as it is before each beginning. do ya ken? mount doom beckons. it has swallowed my ring and it is still hungry. it calls my name. it waits. i wait. i wait in room full of people, i am lonely. i am an educated man, but find it overrated. what is a piece of paper when you are hungry. the things that are important can't be found in books or universities, they can't be taught, and they can't be bought. i am a strong man, but find it trying. i am weak and my weakness is all around. it waits for me and smiles a disarming smile. i embrace it and would like to embrace it and have it embrace me and not let go. i have nothing to prove, but still they watch and wait for me to fail. i will fail. please forgive me and try to understand. i have so much to lose, but so much to gain. the game goes on. i am a caring man, but find the world uncaring. do ya ken? the world has changed the definition of caring to suit the materialistic society we live in. nothing bought for valentine's day, he must not care. nothing said on sweetest day. he must not care. no 'bling-bling'. no 'dub. no 'benjamins'. no 'rollin on twenties'. he must not care. i care, they are wrong. i am the man rolling on the floor with my daughters. i am the man dressed up like winnie the pooh (or superman or atlas, even though noone got it) on halloween. i am the man, they are wrong (an yet they are right). i am a spritual man, God forgive me. i try and fail and try again. i know that God understands and gives me the strength. i go on. i dream on. i rage on. i love on. i lust on. i try on.
(why do i keep trying?)
so it goes. |
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all works are owned, created, copyrighted by omegadrax. what is not mine, i will give credit where credit is due. 2007. |
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