Best Switching Poems
each room bright
well lit I find
myself switching off
a light that’s not on
it’s off it’s bright
feast to the sight
walls are textured white
the moon looms
when the brightness dims
on shadowed limbs
outside-in and inside-out
and upside-down the lids
close and darkness hearkens
dreams and nightmares
and in betweens
til morning sits up
in its time and frolics
in my stead
My heart
It does wonder
Taking my brain's position
I lie in flip-flop half enlightened state, half asleep, half awake
Betwixt shut eye and shuttered eye peeping out half open slit.
Flipping and flopping not knowing which state is real, surreal or dream.
Can I choose the better take?
Can I choose the better outcome?
Consciousness held suspended, reality blurred, bizarre and fuzzy.
I don't want to wake up till I know how to tell dream from too true.
Time suspended, sand in hour glass goes up and down.
I'm floating aloft awaiting the pin prick
That will spurt, splurt, blurt and babble me back to stark reality
Like a picked balloon careers in chaos around a room.
crawling from the box he lived in
after finding the secret number in a smut rag
available to all who seek it out on the street,
he made his way to the seemingly abandoned building
where after hitting the buzzer, he was instructed to give
the password that had been allotted him on the phone prior &
up the grungy stairwell he went.
it took him five floors to get to the room whose glowing red light
steaming from under the pre-war door &
after entering, the darkened hallways let to a large room full of
carnivorous orgiastic wonder---
like something out of
“eyes wide shut,”
women of all shapes & sizes,
clad in PVC & leather,
carrying whips & toys
(not to mention handfuls of cash),
were leading men around to select hidden spots &
doors with big locks,
throughout the large apartment floor.
as where he found the funds to attend such a select gathering
was as much a secret as any of the names or faces of the men
wandering around with cocks stiff & eyes wide,
and so, knowing he wasn’t much different,
he made his way to sit down next to a woman stretched out &
waiting for the next fly to be wrapped up in her spider’s
web.
and while beginning to engage in exhibition,
another young woman in black lingerie walks by,
doing a double take,
for she realizes that he is someone who lives in her building,
in fact, he is someone who turned her down for a date a few weeks ago,
after getting her hopes up.
she walks back to look at him,
and when he makes eye contact,
his face becomes flush with embarrassment,
instantly acknowledging to himself that the person he was when he
turned this young woman down who is standing in front of him,
may not have been the same one who is sitting half-naked on a dark red couch
with another woman’s mouth on him.
the young woman walks up to him & tells him simply,
“please don’t tell anyone in the building that you saw me here,
i need the money”---
his response comes equal with the self that she sees &
all he can say is “maybe we can get together a little later, you look amazing in
that lingerie”---
shaking her head at him and smiling,
she walks away into the darkness of the hallway leading to the
dungeon.
A
soul can
not be switched
or replaced at
all
I walked down a road the other day
and met a neighbor while she said "Hey,"
I watched her bend over
to pet her dog "Rover"...
what a darn lucky dog I must say!
Tugging on my strings
Pushing me to the brink of insanity
With your endless taunts
Your twisted mind games
You know the power you hold over me
Giving yourself a grandiose view
Of your worth to me
Assuming that my slavish devotion
Means a desire for your heart
For it is not amorous love that drives me
It is my intense hatred
For your suffocating presence
That has left me in this state of humble prostration
My submissiveness actually liberates me
Setting me free
From your dominant hand
That you have wrapped around my throat
Your eyes are blind to the hidden power I possess
Your delusions of grandeur
Tell you that you have me under your spell
While all this time
I have been planning my escape
From your deadly grip
Titrate down
till all the help is out of your system
the thoughts come fast
the pointless days
silent nights
the evil, sharp edges of sanity
roll with it, as blades of suicidal ideation
fill your waking hours
wait, wait, wait
the new one will come soon
new medicine that will take the thoughts away,
that will raise you from near dead daydreams
and let you breathe slow and even,
rest
until then, just turn, walk away
and shhh
keep it to yourself
no one wants to think
you have any problems
like that.
Did you know
You were the one
Who always stirred up so much fun
Fun for me and fun for you
Oh so much fun, if only you knew
But I am now dead to you
That is what you wanted true
So I now just wish that you knew
How much fun that you blew
When you decided no more me and you
So there is no more fun
As you are the one
Who is switching off my sun
DAMO x
Hollow whore’s are they that trample over the innocent,
Grabbing for power like only the unworthy would,
Prostituting for perks because they’re willing to get ed,
......................So I used to believe,
Back when I was a naive idealist,
But life shows all sides of the coin,
I have seen first hand and I have learnt,
I have learnt that their empty victory’s still beats my trusted loss,
I toil without complaint,
I’m no saint,
But cross my heart when I say,
I follow the path with a loyal integrity,
Fierce in my fight for respect,
But to what end I ask myself,
When this path has so many shortcuts,
When those who walk on it literally on the grass,
Who then cares if my efforts are justified,
Justification is the masturbation of the weak,
It doesn’t keep the lecherous from my door,
It doesn’t give me abundance,
It doesn’t get me anywhere so what’s the point,
When it comes down to it,
when I’m stood at the gates to whatever’s waiting,
When I finally look back on my life,
Will I still be clinging to my misguided morales,
Will they feel good enough to of justified this life of second best,
Do you think the taste of righteousness is as sweet as the treats I forgo,
Or will I look back with pitiful disgust for my time wasted,
Lived in the light of what’s right,
When all along I’m jealous of the fun in the shadows,
I am tired of this ill rewarded propaganda,
There’s no bonus for living a good life,
I don’t want to die poor and bored,
I can’t beat them so why shouldn’t I join them,
I know they don’t write rhymes about me,
They won’t be carving me up in their circle,
They don’t even see me,
Yet their existence ignites me,
Or is it jealousy and disgust at my own weakness,
Why shouldn’t I be on the inside,
When this world stands by its teachings,
Then maybe I’ll stand again,
But for now,
I’m ready to run with the revellers.
Switch off the telly
Calm the nerves in your belly
Release the stress from your head
Don't worry about what they said
Accepting ourselves though there are things we lack
To have a purpose and give something back
To be accepting of others our sisters and brothers
It's to share warmth and laughter, that's what we're all after
Breathe in the fresh cut grass, don't worry about the size of your ****.
Soak up the sunshine, feel it warm your bones
We will survive five minutes without our phone's.
Kick back and relax in your fuzzy socks and crocs,
I'll do the dinner, mashed potato and lamb chops?
I reached a point in life where I was so disillusioned,
in my head there was nothing but chaos and confusion
I had trunkloads of trouble
piled up like rubble,
and suitcases stuffed with so much sorrow,
I couldn't see my way to tomorrow
My emotional baggage was overflowing with bad news
Shall we say I had issues?
My luggage was filled to the brim with lies and deception,
and I knew I had to do some serious introspection
Up til then, I had no inkling
of how far down I was sinking
And it was a good bet
I would have to change my mindset
I saw a few soothsayers
and came across a few nay-sayers
Then I came clean with my woes
and apologized to all my foes
Eventually, I was shown
a peace I'd never known
With time, I stood the test
and I LOST MY EMOTIONAL BAGGAGE SWITCHING PLANES OF CONSCIOUSNESS
around and around and around it all spins
hitting the bottom without bottoming out
just when I think it is done now for good
up to the top it all bubbles again
the effervescence with all of the fizz
I thought was flat, left without the cap
I guess it doesn't quite work out that way
it still tickles my nose when it's going in
the taste is so sweet as I drink it down
I can feel the burn like Coke has in my throat
I'm switching to diet, that's all there is
it will still taste good without adding a pound
Leading without any direction, a train without tracks
Advice I should really take myself, try more to relax
Squeeze every second possible but not in such a hurry
The worst thing to do is to be the center of my worry
There are too many days I lived out to a bare minimum
Not enough happened without any ways of reliving them
Now say I wised up and thought a little farther ahead
Following only me and never allowing myself to be led
Time has went by and now we've switched roles
Having me at 16 and dealing with life's blows
To me there was no problem you couldn't solve
Through my growing up you were always involved
Now you're getting older and i must take care of you
You've always had an independent point of view
There's nothing wrong with me paying you back
This is the story of our lives so sit back and relax
A baby cant help the fact that their dependant
Now the tables have turned dont be offended
This is a time for me to show my appreciation
You fed me and made sure i got my education
I dont remember going to bed with any worries
You taught us to pray and to read our bible stories
Anything you need i will try to provide for you
Im by your side with anything you may go through
Cooking,laundry and etc is what you did for me
Ill love to do for you as well, even financially
You cant burden me anymore than i burden you
With you mother I'm just trying to apply the golden rule
You were the best mother a child could have ever had
Seeing you grow older isnt easy it makes me sad
Aging from a baby to an adult back to a child
To be able to care for you mom makes me very proud