Poem thread
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>Twenty years old
>No qt to cuddle
>My bed is so cold
>At least I'm not a hand hold
>Virgin, olive oil
>On my ona-hole
>Saving my neetbux, for a Real Doll
>>24695745
>Dropped out of my physics degree
>Jews got my nine k for free
>Wanted to learn about string theory geometry
>Instead I'm alone writing poetry
>>24695745
>All I need is a girlfriend
>Even if I've got to pay
>Giving all I've got to spend
>Just for one happy day
>>24695745
>Bumping for people to talk to
>Got to contribute more
>I want to make a new friend
>Before this is four o four
>>24695745
Here's some shit I wrote.
I'm sitting at lunch with my mother and
I'm eating all the appetizer bread and
She's eating none of it and
She told me once that she didn't realize that
The best way to handle an introverted kid is
To leave them alone when they're young and
Let them come to you when they want to or
Something like that,
That she read in a magazine in a doctor's office, which
She had just picked up to pass the time and
How it made sense and
How she felt like she messed that up and
Maybe that's why we don't get along now that I live in a different city
Halfway around the world.
But the bread is gone.
And her test was negative.
And I can't tell which of them is the reason why I
Can snap at her and immediately forget that I did.
I just wish she would help me
Eat the damn bread next time.
>>24696190
Posting another dumb fucking thing I wrote to bump the thread.
>Thanks, Post Modernism
The word 'literally' is literally dead.
Literarily, 'literally' has
Literally shit the bed
But regardless of 'literally's' alliterative proficiency
'Literally' literally in the dictionary pitiably
Says 'figuratively' in with the rest.
>>24696250
>>24696190
i want to fuck your poetry
Something ate at me
A long time ago.
Now, I try to recalibrate and my circuits just short out.
Who deserves to be touched, really?
Not I, said the virgin.
Not I, said the whore.
>Sitting, thinking, distracting and procrastinating
>I'm a little prickly, God's creation's got me hating
>If only I was convincingly pretty, I'd be dating
>But alas I'm a hideous misshapen maiden
Numb from the feelings
We sit and wait for chances
We are all robots
>>24695745
>Say nigga, I'm the one
>Shining brighter than the sun
>CD going platinum
>'bout to make a million
>Trying to cut an album while I'm out on bond
>I be the young Messkun in the Expedition
>Christiun got 'em sprung, I took 2 hoes to prom
>it's that boy Chris, see me swangin' on Antoine
>Hol up
Smoke a splif then I vanish
All the hoes that I leave and smashin
In the night like a ghost I vanquish
The last girl I fucked was a bit Spanish
I like a girl that articulates language
Quite well and if she don't she banished
No pale bitches I like them tannish
A girl with a big booty making me a sandwhich
What is a soul anyway? Some magical property that only humans have? Something exclusive to your kind? I... I know I was programmed. I know that the inside of my head contains copper and silicon. But I also know that what I feel is real. Can any of you tell me what makes my sadness and my joy any different from yours? Why am I so different from any of you? I'm made of metal and you're made of flesh, but we both have electrical signals coursing through our body, we both need energy to function, and we both want to survive. Is it that because I am built differently, I am incapable of being similar to you? Dogs and cats have inferior brains when compared to humans and they are built differently, yet, humans treat them as equals. You give them a home, food, entertainment.. Dress them up and talk to them. And when they die, you feel as if they're in a better place. So when you ask me if I think I have a soul, the answer is that I can't tell you. The concept of a soul is something humans have created and something only humans can give to other entities. The real question is, do YOU think I have a soul?
