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A Song in Your Death Scene

Have you heard the news that you’re dead?
No one ever had much nice to say
I think they never liked you anyway
Oh, take me from the hospital bed
Wouldn’t it be grand to take a pistol by the hand
And wouldn’t it be great if we were dead!

~*~

Oh, just keep on dancing for me

Like blackened flies in a coronary

I would try to trade in all my tricks

But sobriety was never really my niche

The doctors called, they said you’re crazy

Can I strap you down in your gurney?

Shotgun shells taste as good as the pills

Both prescriptions are set for the kill

And we, and we, can end up dead

While laughing in our hospital beds

As the bandages start to stain with red

And we, and we, can both end up wed

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I aimed for profound, that’s the latest trend

Dear, how was that fender that you bend?

No time to be Plato if my veins are drained

Where’s the sense when I’m getting maimed?

The doctors called, they said a maybe

But I ain’t counting my stars yet, baby

Beating hearts feel as good as a stab

But I guess that’s what it means to love

And we, and we, can end up dead

While crying into dehydration instead

No one had any hope left anyways

I never even had much cute things to say

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The cuts are burning slowly deeper within

Didn’t I have what you call a proper system?

Cheap affairs cheering for kindred spirits

My face plastered on cartons of missing milk

The doctors called, they said to pack it up

Intermission’s over kid, it’s high time to stop

Intensive care feels like a vulture salvaged

Cool my organs well for their personal storage

And we, and we, can end up dead

Bayonet ourselves in the goddamn head

Time for the marionettes to take a final bow

We’ll make it through this hell somehow

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As the last night starts to get younger

And the sun turns into a distant stranger

Make some way for the crash test dummies

Death has a deadline, oh fine, we’re in a hurry

The doctors called, they’re asking for money

I swear it wasn’t meant to turn this bloody

Coffin velvet doesn’t feel too uncomfortable

So lie back in ease, we have an eternity more

And we, and we, can end up dead

Let’s toast canticles of hemlock and lead

Shit, why even bother to wail and resist?

Hellfire ain’t bad, once you get used to it

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Let’s make the most out of being deceased

When you’re emaciated, you can’t be pissed

So shut your mouth and don’t be so jet set

There’s a lot of demented fun to be had yet

The doctors lied, but who cares what they said?

Oh complications this and that, caught red handed

Failing feels like a stethoscope straight to the neck

I’d be complaining, but I’m too busy being a wreck

And we, and we, and we, darling we will end up being dead

I wanna leave young, guess that’s why hospitals are invented

Existing’s a joke anyways, nothing will matter anymore, I collected

Life’s so fun when we, when we, when we’re already all fucking dead!!

~*~

And in my honest observation
During this operation
Found a complication
In your heart, so long…

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Marital Machines

Tell me now, I know
That it just won’t stop
You will find your flow
When you go robot…

~*~

For now I’ll question what this is about

Let’s talk it out, let’s talk it out

Our system was complex, a tangle of red wires

You refused to be binary, a programmed liar

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For now I’ll stall my grinding clockwork mouth

Let’s talk it out, let’s talk it out

And I’m s-s-stuttering my computed convictions

When you’re switching, wasting my prior restrictions

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For now I’ll stifle my careful calculated pouts

Let’s talk it out, let’s talk it out

Tongues pour crude oil and sugar, but not a sound

I can sense this l-l-love affair is a battleground

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For now I’ll withhold all my [g]oogled doubts

Let’s talk it out, let’s talk it out

I’ll update you on the latest version of your l-l-lies

And the experts say I don’t hurt, just byte

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For now, my high voltage CPU overheats a lot

Let’s talk it out, let’s talk it out

My visual goggles seem to be badly leaking

Your accusatory fingers are clicking and p-p-pointing

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For now I’ll plug into a safer route

Let’s talk it out, let’s talk it out

You were wired with implanted ab-ab-abjudications

You called me nuts and bolted with geared emotions

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For now I’ll s-s-steal some pixelated 8-bit clouts

Let’s talk it out, let’s talk it out

Your sloppy affections at the wrong time, the wrong place

I’ll retrieve my composure, desire your asphyxiated grace

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For now I’ll be speaking boldly, volume rising aloud

L-l-let’s talk it out, let’s talk it out

My word stream is unstable, a data-mosh of praying

Perhaps you’ll have the sanctum’s version 0.1 aging

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For now I’ll signal an alarming blowout

Let’s talk it out, let’s t-t-talk it out

You were electric, and you overloaded my circuits

But technicalities aside, you were but a v-v-virus

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For now, for now, you won’t backup, and my process is going south

L-l-let’s talk it out, let’s t-t-talk it out, le-le-let’s t-t-talk it o-o-out

Analysis shows I can take your micro cheap tricks no longer

Warning! Data error! System failure! Shut down or recover?

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~
I want to thank you
And spank you upon your silver skin
Robots don’t care where I’ve been
You’ve got to choose it to use it
So let me plug it in
Robots are my next of kin…

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Ah, where art thou, sleep?

As I busy myself with chewed pencaps and entertain my arid whims with my bleary cursive handwriting, coalescing into one big scarlet mess before my jaded sinking eyes, this mischievous (and perhaps bordering on draconian) mistress persists to continuously allude me. Several times I have attempted to drown under the mystifying spell of dreams, yet it always ends up rejecting me and spitting me back gracelessly into reality.

Dislimned restless nights are spent huddled beneath a timeworn yellow duvet, alternating between intervals of irritatingly scratching inflammatory mosquito bites to no avail, and musing such desolate thoughts, as my frenetic imagination takes my tired brain by the hand (stem?) and chases rainbows and cemeteries with it. Sighing, laughing, cringing, longing, regretting, reminiscing, changing channels constantly in my head, until I’m ultimately left with dead batteries and a static screen, stuck staring slack-jawed at a dancing monochromatic display, lulled by a comforting dissonant white noise, into a dark insensibility.

So instead I turn my feverish mind off, allowing it to repose and cool down, and look up onto the astronomical midnight firmament, watching the chaste trace of the soft cottony moon doze on lazily by, and bask in the myriad stars’ winking, pulsating, flickering, a show of spectacular scintillation; positively illuminating these lacklustre graphite pupils of mine, making the languidly-burning embers in my heart flare wildly and higher, as if doused with tantalising spirits, as if wishing to rival the stars in space, as if reaching out into the galaxies to occupy the missing lacuna in the skies it calls home.

Slumber is calmly lurking within the sibilant raven shadows, waiting patiently, sharpening its bladed claws, ready to pounce upon me in my most vulnerable state, and finally devour the last detritus of my falling somnolent consciousness. But in the meantime, it’s just the company of my insomnia and I on a nocturnal picnic, in the comforting solace of a clement Luna and a million optimistic stars, into a tranquil oblivion.

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Light Up The Sky

I blaze a trail like the rays from taillights
Sound shaking the ground like earthquakes hail might
Someday I’ll die but not tonight
Excuse me while I light up the sky…

~*~

Same faltering cycles, none so tumultuous

Days shrouded by clouds of cumulonimbus

Candy floss skies eaten away by falling rains

A nuanced ray of sun I can no longer sustain

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So why won’t you just light up the sky

For me, steal another with your sighs

Show me the world when my attention

Wishes to be far from ennui detention

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I used to taste sweet stars dancing on my skin

But they’ve all blinked out to dark noughts now

Woe is me, and to the midnight sky I shall cling

Lost and floating like an empty vessel of sorrow

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So won’t you simply light up the sky

For me, when I’ve no tears left to cry

Show me the universe when my soul

Wishes to be a scorned lump of coal

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Yet dear, these are but mere amorphous shadows

What have you left in yourself to fight them back?

If I hurt myself on a thorn, would I blame the rose?

If I wound up missing, is it the forest’s own attack?

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So why won’t we just light up this dark sky

To be this hazy planet’s new guiding lights

Show them the path when their condescension

Beats their senses back into a faux contradiction

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But dear, the sun and moon tire of rising daily too

Can’t you feel their candescent hearts oscillating?

Will our coalesced illumination see them through?

Shall we leave them in their humble tapestry’s resting?

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Dear, why won’t you and I just already light up the sky?

When crepuscular affinities arrive, they cometh descry

Let’s bask in our astral pains, let it be our fetid oxygen

And tomorrow let rejuvenated cosmos rise once again.

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Wasting more time with Haikus

(So. Uninspired.)

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Spiraling system

Clockwork imagination

Sometimes it freezes.

~*~

Feel the need to write

Brain does not cooperate

Laughing at my fight.

~*~

I’m a sinful man

The darkness is my mistress

Do I deserve sun?

~*~

Mopping out the gore

Along the white padded walls

This is horrorcore.

~*~

She bade them goodbye

As She destroyed the planet

Mother Earth is done.

~*~

Burst into colours

The falling leaves of autumn

Paint the dull weather.

~*~

Bound in chains, restart

My heart refuses to do

Now we’re worlds apart.

~*~

He broke his promise

Like scintillating mirrors

The shards wounded her.

~*~

The clock yelled at him

“Your deadline is nearly up”

As he went flatline.

~*~

She folded her faith

And tucked it in her pocket

Until she lost it.

~*~

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Dwindling Existence

Glazed wan eyes

No stars in the sky

Worn-out smiles

Faux pas styles

Monochrome highways

Lacklustre days

Blank pasty faces

Useless races

Stiff robotic walk

Smaller hushed talk

Just passing by

Saying goodbye

Dropping all faith

Gaining archaic hate

More and more

Feels like horrorcore

Puppets on strings

False joy does it bring

Acting out a play

I wonder why they stay

Clockwork princess

Aren’t you just a mess?

Costumes and masks

Toxic liquid in flasks

Should I stay or go?

The answer hangs loosely so

I’ve got nothing to vie for

My soul’s rotting in bore

I hold the very key

To unlocking the chains and be free

Having the deadliest debate

Should this be my fate?

Glazed fluttering eyes

Mourning stars in the sky

One last wan smile

Before I completely say goodbye.

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Wasting my Time with Haikus

(After long weeks of procrastination, I have finally managed to get out of my lazy state and type this in. Here, have some haikus I randomly found in one of my notebooks.)

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BLAZE

I was all alone

When I saw a fiery blaze

Guiding me back home.

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AN INSANE PERSON’S VIEW

Lost in my own world

I have got nothing to hide

Madness all around.

~*~

THE WORLD IS MINE

I rule the whole world

They’ll obey my every word

But I’ve no real friends.

~*~

stuDYING

Blank stare and drooling

That wall seems interesting

I’m wasting my time.

~*~

I AM HOME

I got ran over

Darkness, redness, and whiteness

I’m finally home.

~*~

MASKED

All the time I’m masked

Hidden, wearing a disguise

Hiding my true self.

~*~

SOCIAL NETWORK ZOMBIES

Endless game requests

Facebook, Instagram, Twitter

Attention seekers.

~*~

A MURDERER’S PSALM

Oh how fun it is

To hear them cry out in pain

So let the blood rain.

~*~

STALKED

I see silhouettes

Creepy eyes always staring

I am getting scared…

~*~

THE GRASSES’ CRIES

I am always pulled

Sat on, trampled on, ignored

They don’t see my worth.

~*~

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So Slowly…

(This poem is based off true events. And I’m sure some of you can relate.)

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Just 8 more minutes…

8 more minutes of silent enduring

8 more minutes before the saving bell rings

8 more minutes of clicking my pen

8 more minutes of pretending to listen

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I glance at the watch, 5 more minutes

5 more minutes of silently counting down

Slumping at the desk, I’m glued to my seat

And thought “Just 5 more minutes of simply looking around.”

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So slowly…time goes so slowly

Watch as the hand of the clock ticks by

Like a slow motion part in a movie

Until I give up in desperation and sigh

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All I could do is stare like a zombie at the board

By the way I look, I am obviously bored

Slowly…so slowly until I’m braindead from boredom

Counting the seconds till I’m free from this endless momentum

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Just a few more minutes, and I’m twitching with happiness

Cleaning up the desk, and shoving the stuff in my bag

Zipping my bag up, which is now a huge mess

Then looking up to the watch, and barely 20 seconds have passed

Groooan, why is my life so lagged?

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Just a little more before I regain my power

But the minutes seemed to turn into hours

Slowly…why does time go so slowly?

How many eons more before I’m set free?

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Less than a minute, and I’m screaming silently in endless joy

All the adrenaline in my body suddenly seemed to deploy

I snap my head up and straightened my back a bit

Giddy as a mouse, I could barely contain myself in my seat

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5, any second now, just any second

4, So close, I’m so clooose…

3, Time is getting slower and slower, I reckon

2, Beaming with joy, I waited excitedly with bated breath

1, the world seemed to freeze at that fateful moment…

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RIIIIIIIIIIIING!!!!!

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