By redmandy21 on December 18, 2008
Men are rockets.
Women, receivers.
Sockets/electronic devices-r-us.
Inverting;evolving, always in check.
What gauge will we come up with next?
Rating 3.00 out of 5
Posted in Poems & Stories
By redmandy21 on December 18, 2008
I write, so that YOU will read.
I sweep because it makes me feel better.
I go to show, not to tell-
of my deafening story.
When it’s time, VOSS Water WILL be ready.
Rating 3.00 out of 5
Posted in Poems & Stories
By redmandy21 on December 18, 2008
Penicillin that packs the
*PUNCH*
“No more Red Bull for you!”
Ow, curdling of the cream
“No more White Russians for me!”
Eyes became a hot Atacama dry
“Ah, now that’s the stuff, the quench of a classic.”
Rating 3.00 out of 5
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged class, eyes, For you
By redmandy21 on December 18, 2008
Portable people
sideways
backward
bad ass
deepening in the shallow
hollow shadows
In
a
nervous
break
d
o
w
n
Rating 3.00 out of 5
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Break, people, Shadow, war
By redmandy21 on December 13, 2008
I remember trying to fit
Through the dryer
Attempting to escape
I remember a year later hearing
My own t-shirt strangulation story
Suddenly dramatized by my imagination
I remember keeping well-balanced meals
In universal equilibrium on the tray
So as not to offset terrestrial alignment
I remember medicine in sweet tart form
Real psychos
Believed they were candy, but I caught on
I remember that [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged baby, class, Life, Lost, Shame
By redmandy21 on December 12, 2008
I don’t know maybe I freak her out,
Maybe she thinks I’m trouble.
What was she thinking,
when I don’t know what I was thinking.
Freak on a pipe is what.
Then today seeing me,
She throws a solemn “hey”,
Grumpily turning around,
walked away.
Rating 3.00 out of 5
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged seeing
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