Best Disassembling Poems
Dusk
descends,
discreetly
disassembling
Dawn.
Dew
drips down,
dispensing
dispersible
drops.
(Lanterne)
Mar. 11, 2019
Light Up The Page 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
For years I've hugged a dream
Not a very lady-like one
But then again
Who said, I am a lady?
Not me!
I want a pile of rustic junk
A few bicycles
A perambulator
A pile of wood
Nails plus aged string
So that I may finally set about
Creating
My favourite thing!
There is no need for long drawn
out plans
Blueprint, mentally stored
Dare I say?
Yes! I'm good with my hands
The item of my affection
My ultimate dream
Building a go-cart for deep
gradient
Screams
Of joy, exhilaration
Still on the back burner
But anticipation
With dogged OCD
Knowing myself and the core of
me
One day when I'm even older
than I already am
I'll relish the disassembling
Of one ancient pram
To create my most desired of
visions
A go-cart with side brakes
And steering precision
my eyes see you
…my heart does not
intellect and memory
say you are someone I love
grappling for my feelings
empty hands baldly stare back at me
scraps of myself
scattered to the wind
crows pluck and carry pieces away
disassembling me
depersonalization or derealization
I wander between two deserts
how did I land here
…will someone please tell me
which way to the exit
silence answers with clean white pages
in rising numbness
I am lost
an ocean washes through me
forceful waves steal my essence
leaving only skeletal ribs
where once stood a person
now a vacuous riddle
- Junior piece of acephalus
go to sleep !
"If you do not do what I tell you,
I'm going to give you serious bronchitis ...!
And if I do, I'll give you a headache.
followed by migraine ...!
your face of stroke ...!
"Father, today you're a maniac,
manic-depressive...
- I do not know bucephalus, it's this virus
that circulates around ... this one of
neurasthenia...?
"What's the matter with you, have you otitis?"
- Not father, it's because of cramps ...
- Cramps, this is your sister's thing!
- It's not that father, it was something I ate ...
- Again eating ...!
-Take this stopper, go ... and go.
sleep later ... take some tsetse flies
to the bedroom you soon sleep ....
- Dad, I'm using another method.
more natural! I loose the lambs.
who are stuck in the closet and start
to count ... and you, your constipation
How do you do ...?
"Now, you little , I use a little
of poison extracted from the Amazonian toad ...
it's shot and fall ... I die instantly,
I mean sleep instantly ...!
"And poor mother, father!"
always with their anxiolytics ...
- It's your mother always with her methods
pseudo scientists, this medicine
allopathic ... with nothing!
It's this passiflora, serene, sleep well,
all natural ... Legal is your sister,
who sleeps all night only with
the hammer I put on her head ...
- Steel hammer, father ...!?
"What, nothing, rubber hammer, these
of disassembling car body ...
- Good evening, schizophrenic father!
- Good evening your diarrhea ... or better
that scientific word dysentery ... he, he, he,
I do not know... !
I never crossed forbidden lines
To find it all for naught.
I never strove and pressed so hard
And given all I've got.
I look so hard to find in you
The only thing I see.
You fell so hard, it hurt us all.
But I think you landed on me.
I'll tell you this: I feel so hurt
To find you do not care.
The tears that fall have no one now
To catch them in mid-air.
And maybe I will finally see...
Heaven's sweet soft Melody.
But summer came, you were intent
On disassembling me.
If you don't care about this heart,
Then crush it all the more.
Then tell me that you won't come back.
Then send me out the door.
Then tell me that the serpent's won.
Then tell me that you quit.
And when we all go up to bat,
Let's see just how you hit.
Let's see exactly how you swing
When no one's standing there.
Let's see exactly how YOU feel
When we don't seem to care.
Do not ever quit a race
The moment you don't lead.
In wars among the fleshly ones
The moment that you bleed!
He's more content to have you leave
Than abruptly end your life.
It's not too late 'till 'Geddon comes
To spare me all this strife.
My love for you is more than love
It's deeper than the sea.
And my paradisaic hope
Is for you to come back to me.
Bring the lightning!
Bring the rain!
Bring the thunder
And the train!
Hit me all at once
Right here!
Smite me quickly!
I don't care.
Attributes of a two faced double helix
A ripple from a burst expanding bubble
The suction of a freshwater spring
To remain an unchained disassembling
Puppet on a string
A curvature mind on a philosophical swing
Tossed too hard towards the zigzag of what ifs and/or whys
To launch a snapped dream on a prophetic sling
And why not?
Between God's all seeing eyes
A fatherless seed flirting with death,
Destruction and creation on a twisted fling
Evolution gestated for billions of years stillborn to mother earth
Aborted by the handbook to which its writer unwittingly clings
The mind craves for pleasures of flesh
Knowing pretty well they end in a flash
Yet the hankering does continue afresh
This is the reality difficult to digest; harsh.
The mysterious longing for something
Keeps always growing inside the being
Fulfilling one; raises claim for a new thing
It thus plays hide and seek; ever harassing.
The desires known perpetually haunting
And the unknown ones continue hiding
Like the tidal waves in the ocean rising
And the mill goes on perpetually churning.
This dilemma is unquestionably mystifying
With no exact relief known for its mending
But there is a certain way of disassembling
By wisely cultivating the art of non-minding.
To get reprieve from this relentless grinding
Train the mind in doing focused something
That really helps lift the spirit in harnessing
The divine succour as an uplifting blessing.
4/24/24
I've played plenty
On my conscious life weighed heavy
I have to stay ready
Then aim steady
Obstacles I will face many
Can't give ground or let them take any
These snakes pesky
Often they petty
Life can get way deadly
One big crazy medley
That sometimes became sketchy
After turning strange and messy
When it all begun
At first it seemed fun
But now I constantly need one
Its like a giant re run
As if it all means none
I just want the deed done
Too much green buds
Turning to weak lungs
Coursing through my veins is beast blood
Surging like an extreme flood
Causing me to eat bugs
Then overdose on these drugs
Because I just need love
I don't care what she does
Still secrets swept under antique rugs
Continual self centered greed
Across the seven seas
It never seems
I have more than I could ever need
I just cant let it be
Even for better means
Militia troops
Involved with religious groups
That have ties to wicked roots
Still tricking youths
How can I believe we all pay the cost for a man picking fruit
Hard to say if they're giving the truth
When there's no living proof
Just some mark or trinket found by a shipping route
It was settling
But people couldn't stop meddling
Now too late for regretting things
The same can be said for back peddling
It's continued developing
I do not look forward to the hell it brings
The ground trembling
Buildings leveling
The noise is deafening
It's as they've described a reckoning
Might as well be my death sentencing
This is menacing
All this wrestling
With what I continue questioning
Life doesn't get easier, I forgot mentioning
Sick of the concept of time, quit threatening
Like my life is on a clock, it's unwelcoming
Why do lives get regarded as second string
Y'all should be ashamed for tarring and feathering
Still you give yourself too much crediting
Quit all your beckoning
You're really just heckling
Slowly disassembling
Yet still a nestling
Playing on uneven ground, hardly ever leveling
Eventually will or won't make sense of things
Darkness came upon me like a tsunami
And Scorched away my smiles
Pulling me through the shadows of death
Disassembling my tiles
I battled against myself
Cuz I couldn't flee my fright
Anger reigned over my voice
And darkness was my sight
I felt the turbulence circulating my veins
The rage of horror parading my scenes
I feared my fears and hid my pains
Pretending freedom but mentally in chains
On day, I felt a man coming my way
His fragrance overgowned my odor
His presence made the day
And once again I felt I had a savior
He touched me and give my life a meaning
He broke me and give me a new beginning
He scorched me so I could bleed away my pains
He baptised me and made me clean again
He give me a new name and purpose
He called me his own though he wasn't supposed
I knew I wasn't worthy of him and all his glory but he called me his son; and to me, eternal life he proposed.
I gladly accepted to be his citizen
Reborned of his love
Justified by his blood
and Sanctified by his choice
Camouflage afoot
hooves trembling
don't stay put
run aground disassembling
hurry shroud apparel
fortress in view
departure from the barrel
exemption you blew
woe
go
* It's hunting season, so I thought I would write about the poor deer :(
The only thing weirder than my mom, is the way she says her “r’s.” Growing up, every time she’d ask if I wanted a grilled cheese, I thought she said “girl cheese.” Wanting to retain some sense of developing masculinity, I demanded a “boy cheese” instead.
As I got older, I realized how stupid I was and how much my mom sucked at saying certain words. Hamburger was another one. Her pronunciation of it in dirty suburban drive-thrus was just as atrocious as my approach to eating said hamburger: by disassembling it.
And now, having grown wiser and more worldly, all of my grilled cheeses are gender-fluid. By that, I mean I put my gender fluids on them. Sperm spreads better than shotgun ammunition!
Best part is throwing it in the pan. Ever see that one video online where those dudes beat off into a frying pan and make someone eat their “cum omelet?” Yeah, it’s sorta like that. **** gets all fluffy. Helps if you drink some 2% milk beforehand. The fluffy **** turns into a in’ breakfast sandwich! Calcium and protein abound! Eat that , and an apple, every day, and you’ll be able to take over the goddamn planet!
The drop of water
Natures only noise
Curiosity caught her
Had no other choice
Hands, trembling
Flashing eyes
Integrity disassembling
Cave, stone skies
Man made, cracking pillars
Holds up uneven rock
The innocent are killers
Ringing sound, a mocking jay mock
Deeper she wades
Heart pounding harder
Light she evades
Evil’s own martyr
Led to die
Born to float
Dead she lie
Maggot’s boat
Her last day,
Far from joyful
Panicked disarray
Remain ever loyal
She won’t be missed
Though remembered
A death not wished
But terribly rendered
Frozen by winter
Stone can’t catch fire
Burned to a cinder
Flames flicker higher
11/22/21
This is sad, it makes me sigh
Why try to lie?
My guy I spy
That there's more to life
Than getting high
Wasting money and time
To change it, effort is what you must apply
Go ahead roll the dye
You might be surprised from what you find
Make the best of it, before it's goodbye
Good and bad occurring in daylight and at night
For a long time the heart sat on ice
Eventually you got to make a sacrifice
Do what's right, not follow bad advice
Just about everything has a price
But some things don't now isn't that nice
Have you ever had sushi with black rice?
No need to open up
People still at each other's throats so much
Is that a joke or what?
Inaccurately computed
Causing another relationship to be ruined
As they continually feuded
It was convoluted
Being disputed
Still too soon to be concluded
Don't be stupid
And feel so wounded
You got to do better and get through it
Spirit and energy boosted
Approach rerouted
In an area that is moonlit
More than musing
In a life that can be simple yet confusing
Make the best of it, all of your choosing
As a human
Often I brooded
Searching for meaning and cupid
Don't care about a new trend
Regardless of who says
I got a message to send
Getting pushed to the edge
Tying up any loose ends
Shoutout to my few friends
This all gave me a true sense
Of reality nearby a bamboo fence
Can't let any nuisance
Or jealousy
Get the best of me
Let it be
Don't give in to the negative energy
So they say allegedly
Still marching to my own melody
At times it was hell for me
Or it turned out heavenly
Incredibly
It happened intentionally
Or accidentally
Of a similar or different pedigree
Could soon be the end for me
They wished the best for me
Thought less of me
Or hoped I'd wind up dead you see
Always something impacting longevity
Struggling and wrestling
Continually questioning
With thoughts and feelings that are unsettling
No matter if they're meddling
I'll leave them trembling
Quickly disassembling
Leading to the end of things
Nothing else developing
I'm first not no second string
The whole nine including a wedding ring
Regardless of there eventually being a reckoning
her notes do me justice
more than any other
caffeine injected soliloquy
consoling in consortium
no censure
to my beating inner pride
reserved
she sits upon my table
sentiments lavish behold
tapping out a bloody sky
seduction battled, blessed and bold
nearer arousal invests
she alone, as I
fervor mid confusion
disassembling cloud~faire
pushing our storms aside
gently I take her bullets
mouth them til they rise
adorning all attention
no letting
life won't slip on by
I have had this fear.
It started as a rattle.
I would rather not self-diagnose-
worry my afro kinks straight.
I let it pass breezily.
In my room of metaphors
I closed the door, shut
out the attitudes of reality:
Bold, beautiful, young, and restless.
I wasn't mindful of her,
She and you, or us.
Our contact disassembling, just contract...
tempers like daggers over lactose.
"I'm unavailable!?" because you were
penning soliloquies for the stage.