Self-Centricity, in stages

Geno · 09-08-2013, 10:34 PM

I've tried to be happy. tried a coke and a smile
but i can't shake the feeling that my hope is denial
and i'm sorry for changing. that i'm socially wild
but when it's only us i'm more like an emotional child
at a festival surrounded by excitement and sound
lonelier than ever as i followed the crowd

this was an excellent description of a depressed self loathing individual. sick

met a stranger by the willow tree. he loaned me a light
we talked, tobacco molten delight. smoke in the night
he too, felt disconnected, but accepted the distance
like, it all gets so old. the drugs, the tension, the bitches
the love, the pressure, the systems
like nothing's better than sickness.
i like to be alone sometimes but friends are persistent
calculating interactions. analytic and strange
inhibited, sane. aware. i miss my primitive brain

enjoyed all of this, then it hit the last two lines.. and i was like wow.
that hit heavy. it was a thought as if to say, i wish i wasnt to smart for my own good, or maybe its more like.. the old saying, ignorance is bliss -and this person longs for that

if you think, you think too much about the tiniest task
pour your pint in a flask and toast the moment.
if you like your coffee black, wine white in your glass
it's a sign of the times, zeitgeist approaches.
there's a color to music that gives it texture and taste
i've recycled time enough to know it's better to waste

i get to this segment and comfortably begin to enjoy the read until i get to the final line there... that recycle waste flip on time was fucking nuts. loved it!

READ THIS THROUGH ENITIRELY AFTER THOSE QOUTED SECTIONS

decided to change my feed style a little

here are a few more stand out lines

my demons are dollars. endorsements, checking at Chase
spent on any substance that presents an escape.

naked, her breasts were Marilyn, yes - Monroe in her prime
I guess Gentleman Prefer a woman loaded with Skyy.

huffing nitrous til we float, like parades. moles in a cage
prayer wasn't enough to wash my clothes in the rain

spirit departed, what a cliche. shotgun shell in your face
watch me smile. iAm the devil's embrace.

such a dope finale' to an superbly crafted piece. black da gawd. thanks man, glad to see something new from you, was hoping you would grace us again soon.

NOMMING this

09-08-2013, 10:34 PM	#6
Geno White Earl Join Date: Jan 2013 Location: Philly Cat. Posts: 12,354 Battle Record: 10-15 Accomplishments - Open Mic HOF (4x) Champed - Netcees Writers League - Write Week I - Write Week 8 Rep Power: 50036761	I've tried to be happy. tried a coke and a smile but i can't shake the feeling that my hope is denial and i'm sorry for changing. that i'm socially wild but when it's only us i'm more like an emotional child at a festival surrounded by excitement and sound lonelier than ever as i followed the crowd this was an excellent description of a depressed self loathing individual. sick met a stranger by the willow tree. he loaned me a light we talked, tobacco molten delight. smoke in the night he too, felt disconnected, but accepted the distance like, it all gets so old. the drugs, the tension, the bitches the love, the pressure, the systems like nothing's better than sickness. i like to be alone sometimes but friends are persistent calculating interactions. analytic and strange inhibited, sane. aware. i miss my primitive brain enjoyed all of this, then it hit the last two lines.. and i was like wow. that hit heavy. it was a thought as if to say, i wish i wasnt to smart for my own good, or maybe its more like.. the old saying, ignorance is bliss -and this person longs for that if you think, you think too much about the tiniest task pour your pint in a flask and toast the moment. if you like your coffee black, wine white in your glass it's a sign of the times, zeitgeist approaches. there's a color to music that gives it texture and taste i've recycled time enough to know it's better to waste i get to this segment and comfortably begin to enjoy the read until i get to the final line there... that recycle waste flip on time was fucking nuts. loved it! READ THIS THROUGH ENITIRELY AFTER THOSE QOUTED SECTIONS decided to change my feed style a little here are a few more stand out lines my demons are dollars. endorsements, checking at Chase spent on any substance that presents an escape. naked, her breasts were Marilyn, yes - Monroe in her prime I guess Gentleman Prefer a woman loaded with Skyy. huffing nitrous til we float, like parades. moles in a cage prayer wasn't enough to wash my clothes in the rain spirit departed, what a cliche. shotgun shell in your face watch me smile. iAm the devil's embrace. such a dope finale' to an superbly crafted piece. black da gawd. thanks man, glad to see something new from you, was hoping you would grace us again soon. NOMMING this __________________ *-A.bove T.he R.est*