Short Screenplay Poems

My mind is...
Living through a blue fog 
Falling down an abyss
A video game world
Simulation of life
Insecurities
Every mirror is a microscope
Tragic monologue
Unfinished screenplay
Fear of a smile 
Routine movement
The withering of a rose
Vessel of a heart in a glass jar
Voodoo doll of the 21st century...

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Now I know why I'm an easy target
for a psychopath
I spin the lie into the truth an illusion
of a plot line inside my head
And I've gotten so good at it that this
Is a gift for writing a screenplay
But not when I'm writing out my life
In real life
I've got restructuring to do alright
My friend Heather is right...

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My favorite flavor of all time
The beauty of this screenplay shines
The twists of the plot lines
A peek into a brilliant writers mind
It's what artists seek to find
Adventure, self discovery, and
Someone to hold on to when
things sticky and sublime
Thank you my friend for
letting me take a peek inside
a truly creative inspiring mind...

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Looking down at the glitter, 
as the wings of the plane 
tipped to touch the earth. 
More like viewing a planet than
a city. 
Stretching lights like butterfly wings
coming out of it's cocoon. 
A work of art. 
A billion Christmas trees illuminating 
the sky. 
I am formally home. 
Angels welcoming me. 
Overwhelmed by the beauty. 
I am writing a screenplay. 
Everybody writes a screenplay....

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6 Second Trailer

OMG
Did you see it?
OMG
Its...
I'm...
Oh
My
God

It's a fantastic flick
This is...
OMG

The full trailer?

It's coming
It's coming
OMG
So am I

Did you see her...
His...
Its...
Oh
So sweet
Gotta tweet
Gotta sleep

Don't ya love it
OMG

Who wrote it?

The screenplay?
Who cares?

Opening?

Premiering 2015

Bit early, eh?

What, the trailer?
Ya think?

Yeah, but
WTF
YOLO...

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I would answer by saying that it is the absence of your fathers earthshaking glance at the dawn of an unpredictable night. I would answer by saying that it is the acknowledgment of the neglected truth, that life is nothing but a series of scenes in an indisposed screenplay. And that death is the anticipated protagonist, a patient gift disgustingly disguised underneath the smiles of all that which we think brings us happiness....

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BIO MODIFIED – CONCEITED IMPOSTER

Conceited
A poet a playwright, an actor and dreamer.
I love my reflection, a challenge, applause.
I’ve thought of a screenplay, a sit-com and novel.
I feel I am perfect, a genius, appealing.
I fear I’ll be wrong on all three of those feelings.
I’d like to write music, to sing and to dance.
A resident of dreamland, I don’t have a chance.
Imposter 

31st March 2020
Bio Modified contest
Sponsor - Dear Heart...

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I pluck hair out of my head, 
have been for weeks. 
Black hair

Real depletion. mind has been dead for days. 
So I say, let the weepers cry another day. 

Ill catch myself

the mind that falls. 
Ill swing my arms before she breaks. 
Oh I will, 
I always do or will this be the last towel with shit smeared across it.
the last hair plucked the last tobacco chewed. the last screenplay to finish. 

Ill catch him, I always do. 

finish the damn deed, write and write and breathe....

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