Misfiring Poems - Poems about Misfiring

...Daddy's specter plectrums mercilessly Fraying my nerves raw with oxidized guitar strings. my thoughts relentlessly hemorrhage onto clay vinyl grooves s p i n n i n g endless nights of suffoca......Read the rest...

...spinning on high speed mostly out of control the washing machine failed to conclude any of its operation according to a wished for manual given at birth he had not much choice in the matter due......Read the rest...

... Title 3/ Confluence Quote:  Forget injuries, never forget kindnesses. Confucius In the poetic story of my life, I hesitate and ponder 'don't be so obvious,' but whatever I am thinking......Read the rest...

...The hairs on my arm are electrified, I can sense a nasty apparition; Used to think it was all in my head, my subconscious just doesn’t lie; I can sense a nasty apparition; Such wicked and tain......Read the rest...

...paralyzed in hellishly cold confining space pummeled by cruel icy shards feeling lost & unfound waiting to get lost as the past cries the present sighs & the future screams...Read the rest...

...Talking heads are synchronized, words are replicated like cloned sheep. Dodging in and out of an unchanging static I skip the beat. Hey, something just flashed my drive! Time to suspend a st......Read the rest...

...eclipse an errant eon inhale discordant ions exhale insectile icons disarm misfiring memes take umbrage under a titanic umbrella recede from seething red-holes in sinkholes just so you know......Read the rest...

...Death appeared in our relationship The misappropriation of love was the cause Someone I loved was drenched in solitude We never really knew that both of us Shoved each other away with misalignm......Read the rest...

...Night time rituals, that little space of time, Cathartic relief, along with sweat and grime, Tribulations of the day wash away, too, Pool down the sink hole, tomorrow starts brand new. Night ti......Read the rest...

...in the fragility of dreams lies their opportunity to chose between the royal road to consciousness and a random clutter of misfiring synaptic transmission cotton wooled clouds harvest......Read the rest...

...Left for dead. Rocket on the floor; dead men in a war. When you hear the call, come prepared to fall. Picture on a door shows the face on the dart board, Through which the injured will soon w......Read the rest...

...living in this flagitious society life becomes numb yet we extrapolate irrespective reality till we become dumb mental break downs and frivolous exercises of intellectual contempt permeates a ......Read the rest...

...Slim Fast For the diet can not last The weight that which we weigh Is produced by the calories our mouth intakes And if it is more cakes and bakes Than salad and fiber breakfast flakes The noi......Read the rest...

...It’s late. I’m becoming paranoid. I can hear the thumping of bass from passing cars. Doors slamming. Screaming. My window shudders with me. To look into my peripheral- my irises must cross oceans. Wa......Read the rest...

...I am tarnished I am stained I am damaged goods I need to be cleansed, wiped clean of the darkness that envelops my body and mind The daily cycle starts Anytime night or day, as I close my eyes......Read the rest...