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Saturate (Rap Lyrics, Confessional Poetry)

Posted by John. , 06 March 2014 · 191 views

This is probably the most deeply personal thing I've ever written, but words are meant to be read. So whether you are someone I care about or a casual friend or a stranger or someone who hates me, I would not have written this if I wasn't going to give you the chance to read it. Say whatever you will or nothing at all. 


Lightning Strike Distance

Posted by John. , 20 February 2014 · 138 views

My eyes, white to red, insomnia to anguish.
Resurrection of the dead, the undead demons once vanquished,
Emerging, toward me surging, from darkest shadows of the forest.
The slaughterfield of battle and the lost legions of Varus. 
When there is so much in my hands,
With my hands so prone to shake,
There’s so much I stand to lose,
So many...


Wyoming (short story - TW)

Posted by John. , 18 February 2014 · 131 views

 This is a satirical short story I wrote mainly centered around the gun control debate and some conservatives' suggestions that it would be ideal that teachers carry guns. It's dark comedy, basically, and mocks ineffective or just plain insane policies. 
 Trigger warning: graphic violence, sexual harassment, and multiple drug referen...



Posted by John. , 13 February 2014 · 121 views

I have kept myself safe from raindrops,
All but my own tears, love.
I can’t allow myself to fall until you’re near.
I am screaming hoarse my sorrow
My skin’s drained pale fucking white
Your embrace is my last shelter
And there’s a hurricane right outside tonight.


Abnegation (lyrics)

Posted by John. , 09 January 2014 · 186 views

Shadow cast over pitch black, 
Shaped by the mind’s eye
Six-sided photographs of
Panoramic blindsides. 
There’s a ceiling above the stars
An echo from below the floor
There’s a feeling that comes and goes
In waves that my nerves absorb
But even touch can lie. 
White noise, a voice
Ever so unreal, ever so invi...


Recursion (poem)

Posted by John. , 23 November 2013 · 169 views

I imagined myself standing between two mirrors
In precise alignment and flawless proportion.
And I came to believe that the person I saw
Was nearly myself but not; it wore subtle distortions.
Then I had the thought that in the eyes of the other
Were neither mine nor its own but those of another.
Those thoughts were the catalyst that began the recursion....



Posted by John. , 03 October 2013 · 171 views

So settles the dust the chariots kicked up,
The throngs are rabid, their rage stirred up
Colors once enough to divide those legions,
Now they rise united, inciting treason.
Overthrow, overflow
Defiant masses at the palace gates
The cathedral an inferno,
Clouds of smoke dark as my impending fate.
Exile awaits… but the only...


Awaiting Impact

Posted by John. , 24 September 2013 · 186 views

*These are song lyrics, the middle stanza is the chorus*
Awaiting Impact
Come find out, just let it out
The part of you that wants,
Lock on to the impulse and then
Purge all second thoughts.
Like a bullet through the thickest fog,
We’re redlining with seatbelts off
Awaiting impact or the engine running dry
And once you get a t...


Free Fall

Posted by John. , 02 September 2013 · 140 views

 This is a draft of what might have been a poem or song lyrics that I never really edited or finalized. I've written a lot better but I still sort of like it and figure I'd post it for anyone who is interested. It's not incomplete, it expresses the idea in full, but it's basically a writing experiment that could have been a lot of different things bu...


Untitled, but it's 4:46 AM, so fuck it.

Posted by John. , 11 May 2013 · 227 views

What does it mean to face down your demons?
In the witching hour of the killing season.
Suffice it to say, I’m sufficiently paranoid,
Visions of my own condition, I cannot avoid.
What’s to be said for discarding an identity?
Disregarding just a sentient sum of memory
Do I press onward while the road’s contracting?
And all my will,...

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