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Mat Andros Poem
The simplicity of life
Transparent as black glass
Bordering my ever contemplating mind
And the annoyingly optimistic
High pitched
And easily recognizable
Music of the Beatles
Struggles to overcome
my black soul
And forces the image of Paul and John
As they point in my direction
And shout for all to hear
And all to know
That I'm the real nowhere man
Making all my nowhere plans
For nobody
Just me
Alone in this place
No signs
To tell me where i am
No direction
To show me where to go
All of the houses
Match
No cars
No people
Just a dog
Barking in the distance
constantly
Every second
Of every day
Every night
Of every year
And nothing I can do
To silence the painful
Racking
And never ending noise
As it slowly drives me
Out of my mind
Every second
Of every day
Every night
Of every year
No sleep exists
No thought is clear
And when the lights go out
The grunting starts
Coming from under the bridge
But when I go
To inspect
There's nobody there
Just the growling
Of a disgruntled homeless man
Who's house I picture
Is now floating down
This never ending river
Of noise
As the snoring
The water
And the barking
harmonize
To form an overwhelming lullaby
Dulling my mind
As it goes on
forever
Woof
Snore
Whoosh
Woof
Snore
Whoosh
Pounding my ears
Constantly
Every second
Of every day
Every night
Of every year
Copyright © Mat Andros | Year Posted 2008
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love constantly flows
emanating all throughout
beauty follows close
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benevolent truth
sat next to me
on a couch
spotted in red and green stars
our freinds suround us
some around the pool table
a complex muddling of voices bombards the oncoming music
as it crawls up the rigid wooden stairs
and with all intents to greet the poster above our heads
of a turtle with a banjo in its lap
and large tie-dye letters
that spell out the name of my favorite song
the same song
being blasted by the slightly intoxicated band downstairs.
Copyright © Mat Andros | Year Posted 2009
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dear love
you speak and write as if you were left,
abandoned in a dark and lonely closet
but i am there
you know that i am
my sad and masochistic form is always there
for one small moment i wondered
my fears took hold of me
i wondered what i will do when i lose you
to that damn school
i am used to being alone
in my own dark closet
but you shattered that
i was in shock
i know my feelings
and while i hate it i understand
and accept the fact that i rely on you
i need you to be with me
i am utterly and hopelessly yours
but you are leaving
that fact hit me harder than that car
that we all laugh about now(or that escalator)
and shattered my confidence
what will i do when you leave
i can't expect my love to just leave and go with you
and i can't expect you to stay in love with a person who you can't see
but you aren't alone
not while you are still here
close enough for me to wrap my arms around you
and hold you
as though the world were ending
i love you
i am in love with you
though therefore i assume that you love me to
but i wonder this
when you say that you are alone
do you still love me?
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a girl
barely a woman
still sitting
in the corner of an engine room
she's bleeding
her arms bleeding
a blade in her hand
dripping
the heart formed droplets splash
and her eyes are empty
the blood mixes with oil
making a rainbow in the red
it flows into the sunlight
beaming through a hole in the roof
cut in the shape of a face
smiling down on her cold corpse
still sitting in the corner
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colors
so many colors
bubbling forth from places
from which bubbles know no bounds
sunlight piercing
through useable darkness
unnoticeable to warmly clothed eyes
as we walk unnoticed
to our favorite haunt
beautifully vivid blackness surrounds us
our supposed friends
don’t notice
the obviously noticed obvious
and we love and revel
to our walking souls
leading each other as turns are taken
to a store
to our store
and music fills the emptiness that all others feel
upon our arrival
our sources
seen only to us
and our hidden
and unwritten eyes
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You write of loneliness
Anger
And fear
You look of pain
And truth
So clear
You claim for shaking
Quaking
Neutrality
And its ecstasy
You claim
Is the fearless one behind the pain
When I’ve seen
Through ties of woe
Its you who lacks
The fear
Truly possible you hide
Through paintings strewn through the tide
You put on shows
And masks
Some comedic
And others tragic
But still your stronger
Remove my sleeves
And truth be seen
More like a zebra
Of red and white
I hate them
So they control
I love them
Though they have no soul
And you
The soulful love
The first
The last
The truly one
And you pretend
That your unshown
But you know that
confusion
rarely walks alone
there’s me
you see
I love you
But your loving eyes betray
My heavy feeling
You seem to stray
To others
Lovers
Haters
Scumbags
This time a year
Like the last
That one who left you for a friend
You keep
You hide
From past reserves
You keep from me
And don’t let me show
My love
My soul
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the music bounces
writhes
and forces its way
around our hands
inseperable by forces keeping us true
freinds are around
but we ignore them
though i can see their reflection in the rain spattered window
the rythm of the rain mixes with our song
it wraps its way down through the flames that cover the stairs
and into the minds
of the drunken musicians
the drummer beats the clouds
and thunder overwhelms us
everything shakes
rocking our worlds
to the beat of a classic song
a classic song crawling its way up charred wooden stairs
as though its hand had lost the rail
we wave
slowly back and forth
not unlike a cold winter beach
our eyes close
and we dissapear
into the beautifully vivid blackness
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as happiness avoids me
you leave with her
the one
and you plot
to entreat yourself to friged abandonments
and you still ask
"do i trust you?"
and seem surprised
when i say no
you pretend sadness
and sorrow
but you dont understand
you have never known those true feelings
you act like the wounded man
like you need protection
weaving your sunlit
starry web
you crave her warmth
as i constantly know
you show the obvious with an obvious grin
and yet i cant help but think
that loyalty will follow her
and love will warn her
in the presence of white marble pillars
i dont know if she loves me
and still i trust he more than myself
i cant stop
unthinkable logical falsehoods
persuade my mind
of otherwises
and other ties
you lied and cheated
to win her heart
when i failed with sincerity
i dont understand
i showed her love
and you restorativly remove her stare
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