Angst Evil Poems

Radicalizing Our Young
Miracle Man
5/1/2024

The college protest problem,
isn’t insurmountable.
But a good first step to take,
is holding activist accountable.

They travel throughout the country,
Their aim, stirring up trouble.
Today...

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Sin of the old I have commited
I wonder if I have been punished,
this sure doesn't feel like heaven
I must breathe the ashes that burn in...

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Although the flames bite my fingers
I touch the fire,
Bask in it,
Feel the heat,
Burn my skin.
Every time he speaks to me
The flames get hotter.
Even though the...

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My 1st round:

I know we just met and you seem like you're cool but there's a whole bunch of s**t that I don't know about...

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Take a knife to the strings that attach me
Pull out the bridge pins, strum me with drachmae
Maybe then I'd have some worth for you to...

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Hell

Where will you go when you die?


To hell I hope I have no doubt.
The girls down there they do put out.
The boys can party all...

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I quake it seems while in my bed

To wake with screams still in my head

I shake with dreams I cannot shed

That spake of deeds best...

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A desolate isle, where shadows dance,
In misty shrouds, a haunting trance.
Lost souls wander, lost in chance,
A tapestry woven in the realm's expanse.

Betwixt eerie mists and...

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Written: October 19, 2023

Poem in the Fragmented Form Created by Poetess: Constance la France

The good work is done by people with jagged, broken edges because...

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Cold feet weigh the bantam kid whose ears seized phantom
wail risk-taker jargon of win-or-lose bargain....

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Words fail to explain her
Without doubt, sinister
Wearisome, she’s dreaded
Washed in blackest shadows
Wearing death like a cape
Wrathful as hell’s fury
Wishing for Halloween
...

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Everybody is destroying Haiti
Please stop, stop, and quit. Give the country
A rich autumn. Too many bandits, vandals
Too many thefts, lootings, too many crises and scandals
On...

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What Is It Part IV

And so the Divine Idiot gibbers and reels 
Spreading through its own expanding self
As the motes within it try to keep...

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So you think you/
Can talk about me/
Behind my back/
You call me a gossip/
A big mouth/
You are mistaken/
Isn't it you/
That is the big mouth/
The liar, the...

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All that while I thought we had a common goal.
To relive each other from past angst
to protect each other's hearts
all that while I aborted my...

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