07-31-2013, 08:47 PM | #1 |
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WRITE WEEK #1
subject for the week
Verse entry is cut off at midnight, Friday. 16 line max for a verse. One entry per writer. Panel of 5 respected writers/feeders decides winner by majority vote. Winner gets an accomplishment. Judged on Original Content, Flow, Rhyme Complexity, and Relation to the Subject subject for the week
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If I ventured in the slipstream Between the viaducts of your dreams Where immobil steel rims crack And the ditch in the back road stop Could you find me? |
07-31-2013, 09:17 PM | #2 |
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Got bored. Liked the idea, wrote, got bored again. nice idea Pancake.
I've done my prep, said my goodbye's, now I'm standing alone hear. Thinking "Never has something I so crave, been something I so fear" On this solo mission with a 1 way ticket and I'm leaving tonight. Heading for what I used to eat to survive now waiting leech me of life. Who'da thought to find hell, I'd have to reach out and fly while breaching the sky's? And to get back to heaven, dream I'm descending deep, as I dive, my ride creaking through the heat of the fire.? Last edited by Just C; 07-31-2013 at 09:19 PM. |
08-01-2013, 02:40 AM | #3 |
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space monkey in an astronaut suit
brain pumping banana thoughts too stay munching on them vacuum locked foods the day's coming when u land the pod soon! poor little ape, dreamin of real food orbital space leavin a deep wound horrible places that he had to be to more innovations conceived on the V-2 I'm very out of narratives, its scary now, precarious you can catch me out in space where they test me out for days and they don't let me out my cage unless I carry out experiments i'm tearing out my hair i'm sick. life is causing me drama don't care about the merits bitch, i just want a banana
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08-01-2013, 05:20 AM | #4 |
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We’re primitive simpletons of a twenty-first century, living in buildings where plenty are never free. This is SimianiCity - Where for days and weeks we’re too busy chasing our tails to chase our dreams. We’re primates in jeans, aimlessly scavenging for life’s basic needs – Nothing’s changed but the packaging! We all take to our canopies in needless pursuit of acceptance amongst our elders. Monkey see, monkey do. |
08-01-2013, 06:52 AM | #5 |
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We are primitive creatures, just with more definitive features. We let our initiative teach us, but soon miss the initial procedures. Believers in change, but resist the preachers that came, dreaming for escape from our cage, but routines stay the same.. Eventually, it came and is rained on with thunderous applause, but, behind the storm is stubbornness and governance is the cause. Of course, we embrace this new light, fight back the hope for the return of what's lapsed.. cus we have no chance of escaping back, to a snack, we can enjoy without wraps. The more we relax, the less that we say, the more we adapt, the less we complain, the more we detach from our past, the more we accept this vast hurricane.. Winds of change have swept in, this monkey business stole the resistance within, thus, without fuss we accept shame and shall forever live with this sin
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08-02-2013, 02:56 AM | #6 |
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I gotta dream and a plan that I'm bloggin for u first to play golf on the moon on a soft afternoon, with a narwhal from the zoo Maybe 9 with a Tiger, but not the big cat I can't dig that, that shit would eat me There's no mulligans in life... Or I'd pull that whore chimp with a knife and FUCKING STAB THAT BITCH FUCK YOU NINA YOU BROKE MY HEART But let's go from the start I was young and in love Her butt I would touch and I'd eat all the fleas and she'd eat all of mine, it was like a huge wall of signs and I wanted her to want me and I begged her to beg me I was lost in her eyes and she just couldn't save me, but than she fucked franky I didn't know what to do, so i killed that faggot and gutted him too, his nuts and the goo because she wanted me to, but she didn't say it, she said I stole her life so I wanna take it and just run to the sun and just burn in the heat. but in my dreams she just turned to me and said follow my voice i'll take u home, take u where ever u've needed to go heart was bleeding it flowed! i was stained from my knees to my toes I wont let her go, but then I awoke, im still in this suit... im still fully clothed! This is not where I wanted to go, this is not how i planned it! this ship, how do i land it? I'm all over Im frantic! How the fuck do I eat this banana? |
08-02-2013, 04:53 AM | #7 |
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The hunger that feeds me decieves me
What's this shit that I'm eatin? Seeing food in my future but I'm barely breathing Believe me im Outta place in outer space livin Power escapes yet I'm faced with decisions Live or die? Give a try? This bar is fuckin horrid, I'm tryin ta lift my spirits but it'll take a fuckin forklift! I don't know why I'm here; fear. Tests and scientists no way I'm good enoughall I did was cry an shit! But still they poked me with enough needles to satisfy a junkie Then sent me into orbit but, I'M JUST A GODDAMN MONKEY!!
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08-02-2013, 10:52 AM | #8 |
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Stereotypical-
The same crowd that vouches for unjust kinds, Fruit drum mimes that dance to the music in mind. Telepathy, arguing with the conscience at hand, Chloroform; soaking each ounce of will to withstand. Mending the wounds treading atop the skin of his life, Catastrophic but in light it only succumbs the message to fight. Lessons contrite; bitin the tongue of lucifer holdings, Monkey see, monkey do.. So have a seat for this scolding!!! We tend to with hold and never let the best come forth, Drain the pipe of rejection and rid acceptance of all sorts. . . My mission is clear and cause I'm a certain race or kind, Shouldn't wither the stride I'm givin' for changing the times. Catalyst; with a reproach that tests the the mind, Ravaging the most sacred temple that other pray to indict. Just like you- so stop assuming my right and giving me shine, Let me blend with the lines I scribble, print my name, date and sign!!! Live free or die trying...
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08-02-2013, 11:31 AM | #9 |
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A Space Modesty
Why can't I hold all these peels, now? My feels, HAL. Confound these composite steel gowns, Voltage shuttling in wire vines, lenses eying my gym-work, Recovering my hand signs. Subtleties inside my, Swanson banana dinners. Then 1080p stopped streaming us Monkey astronaut critters. They had made-for-TV funnies, with their funding, on these padlocks I cracked off with some safety scissors. Spaced in the catwalk. I'm bitter... Zero gravity was painfully carefree, till Anna Lee died with her litter. We can't survive without IV needles, or gauze, dumb NASA totally forgot. Heads up for the simians, swimming 360 in Schroinger's box. Streaming Pandora, once we rerouted some power. Applauding for Bach. Til the song feed was lost. Relativity truly hasn't ticked me a tock, My eightieth technology lesson, donned a smock, visor, and pliers, Hotwired the targeting appliance and typed astral bearings for Earth. It's been so, boring, it hurt. In this laboratory-grade hearse. We'll destroy and rebuild, til our masters' glory's engraved in the dirt.
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08-02-2013, 11:33 AM | #10 |
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Not quite a sword in the stone, more like an apple core being thrown
Knights mount the horses -elope, monkeys out the forest need clothes Funny how the stories composed, we've grown, evolved into gods Think at a glimpse that we used to be chimps? My thoughts -we did not Watch, cause till this day buzz aldrin and luke skywalker get props The root of pie still hauntingly odd, nd we can not get off'a these blocks The whole human culture gets rocked, as long as we keep giving birth.. People are jerks, nd tomoro ain't looking good -it seems to be worse Demons of earth, you think its absurd, but look at how we fucking it up No longer takes years, the atmospheres dekaying erry coupl'a months Now they legalize weed, so we slowed down nd say fuck it -were dumb But im'a keep raising questions, cause there's no way ur shuttin me up I know they coming with guns, I put my monkey suit back on and prepair Cuz when the shit hits the fan, im'a hit the bricks nd take off in thin air We've all got our own crosses to bear, but you should drag it along.. Stop making poor excuses, we all know our everyday habits are wrong Fuck wit da kid
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08-02-2013, 01:22 PM | #11 |
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Got this banana peel and it look like a dick in my hand
While gettin sent to mars so that it could enhance, all these niggas and tramps simpleton humans Ain't technology advanced, theres no way to improve this situation i'm facin, for gods sake they abuse me I'm just monkey, its not funny, dont be cruelish Not even a proper suit, covered white look like a doctor dude Bout to cock the chrome, hold nasta hostage too, not impossible for a primate, to raise crime rates we seen the shit happen in states when you divide race At high concentrations, all these people wanted me to die My brains fucked , somebody help me get this bannana outta my mind Last edited by CymbiCort; 08-02-2013 at 01:36 PM. |
08-02-2013, 02:18 PM | #12 |
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Distortion present, caught a morbid expression A nonlinear primitive thought causing confliction Systems organ shifting, genetically altered organisms – The War within ‘em; exhume the basics Masked up, lose yuh face - its all intrinsic Inner talk infinite, what’s true as faith is? you grew impatient Humans racing warped in physics, who caught em slipping? Praise due, space suits replace who’s auras missing Existentialism non-existent, who robbed my instincts? Third eye didn’t work right couldn’t watch my thinking Who watched It for me? Too busy non-conforming Now what the norm is? Wrong numbers on yuh calling Unquestioned contradiction compositions subconscious prisons So god don’t listen, & his message? We aint checking for it Death a blessing the day I’m destined for it, this can’t be living Took one step forwards,. pushed two steps back on Darwinism. |
08-02-2013, 05:21 PM | #13 |
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I was branded and then trained, within a campaign for expansion of my brain
The other primates became irate with some insanity that came From their experiments; forced to work through it with bananas as our pay Foolish mortals, this sounds like the premise of PLANET OF THE APES Nevertheless, I never neglect all the duties they've given They call me Caesar and said, " You're the lucky monkey we choose for this mission." I'm given a suit that I live in: even my poo is within it And all I have to eat is some powdered banana food; You cheap bitches! They've used my existence to assist them without any reward I should of started a revolution and turned their lab prison to war Fooled with a remote control that resembles my favorite snack And when I realized their shady attack, it was too late to react Now I'm stuck on the moon, looking severely dumb and confused With nothing to do, but use my opposable thumbs for a boost I rub on my tool, jumping amused as I come in the suit And I do that daily until I'm hungry enough to eat this junk they call food
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08-02-2013, 07:37 PM | #14 |
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yo it's monkey magic, recall; we, fall from trees, being clumped with fabric,
not falling trees: that's another habit; aberrant, Mother saddened. cup or chalice? shut up faggot. drink! s'all the same as thunder crashes, sand don't come from glass it's... backward. slash wood, palms is useless, lethargic students, convoluted but can't refuse wit. more arms: produce it. morons... too sharp, opt not to do shit. that's an oxymoron: oX is stupid. build a structure, build another. shoot for the moon while we kill the succor in the hour of Babel, give power to gavels, rabble, you just a simple number. never live for lustre. ever kiss ur mother? nvm let pills construct a false hope, remove that: it’s taut rope. you won’t cope. you never been taught?! nope. now i want to get a fucking amaretto, neat, no rocks, that italian special, oh truth is i don’t really fuck with alcohol tho, just the sweet almond scent so, fuck a banana bar, partner. on some weak bananarama sugar coated shit, put a bone in this… here digit, i won’t fidget, man... i’m after authenticity, all intents and means, is peace. can’t help but aspire when i got up out the Cave, thinking whether this shit’s an Old or New world, but forgot about the Brave (word to John the Savage). Last edited by Eŋg; 08-02-2013 at 10:30 PM. Reason: tweakin' |
08-03-2013, 02:35 AM | #15 |
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...Beyond my age...my growth, my evolutionary stage
tasted what they saturated me with for an extended voluntary stay... Mahogany ape, you could step to me, it don't bother me space my depth could wet the Aquarius constellation. Apologies saved... took time to see the change of society, the birth of hierarchy my army, replacing your bodies in your suits and your Armani no more...visitations from disrespectful children you been raisin' no more...limitations for what we have become for this...special occasion a step to far could initiate a war that would cause a social uproar due to...hostiles and what for? theoretical experimentation, and much more.. and you thought you had a handle on the situation.. get your hand's off me you damn dirty caucasian
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08-03-2013, 12:00 PM | #16 |
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Should this thread be closed now? Not sure what ur ultimate plan is here, so I'm leaving it open
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