Some Spit, Some Swallow
Some Spit, Some Swallow
Date: April 30,2012
I've way too much fury
Welled up inside that cramped dark hole
The rooms are small and empty
Except for the crashing waves
My soft brown thighs burn for the man
The one over there, with the fake smile and lying eyes
That door to door salesman, knocking on Saturday mornings
Selling gadgets that nobody needs
The poor cheap bastard
He'll never know how I steal his goods
Sucking down his every breath while he stands there ogling
I smile, and then vomit the bile of my own disgust
Yesterday, I rode out on a freshly painted dinghy
Ready to let the fish have a go at my heart
But, ha! I will have the last bitter laugh
As he gags on my glutted remains
As I am full of rot, and steaming pestilence
Spilling my flesh like a boil in summer's heat
Festered and ripe as the midday sun
All hot, puss filled and angry
So I say, come now if you dare
Take your chances and drink to have your fill
Eat, feast and be merry in the moment
As it is his grave that I dig…not mine
And when he stumbles and falls
I will be the only one to crawl from the decay
Prize in hand, smiling like tomorrow's sunshine
The holder of his best kept secrets
I will roll them around in a red velvet box
Then turn them loose for the world to see
And the world, will chew the cud and wonder of the taste
Some may spit, but most will swallow
I'll tell ya…it's all that fury, building up, year after year
That spoon feeds fire to the blind mouse
I watch him in his squirming, screaming orgasm
Then laugh as he scurries away in daylight fright
He has not left me weak or hungry
As I've binged on the potential of his fear
I light up another cigarette, breathe in the salt of his distress
Then, as the smoke curls from my cold red lips, I leave him…
With his pants down and the lights on
poem by Leria Hawkins
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Drilling Holes
Drilling Holes
Date: May 6,2012
I crowd into this dungeon
Where chemicals scoop out the rot
From my brain. I lay flat bellied
Drool dripping from the jar
Inside the dream, my curtains are black. They are
Blowing, blowing, blowing, away the whispers from
My dead eyes. Dark stains puddle the carpet
And I laugh, weep, for no particular reason
I took hold the cup and sucked it dry
My mouth is fat and sated
So, I've no need for more thick black tar.
Else my tongue will turn bitter, bitter, bitter
Jealous of the instant coffee steaming from my cup.
It's poured, black, hot, and artificially sweetened
Perfect, to wash down the drone
Of jackhammers squealing false promises to my soul
The cobwebs have grown thick
Across the doors but I still hear the ocean's
Droning kiss through the cold of twilight fog.
It keeps whispering…goodbye, goodbye.
Seems my mouth has
Grown hair and I spit to expel
The poison. I dredge and dredge
Scooping flies from bile filled rivers.
And I lay here…mind swimming against the tide
Blowing thoughts past the window... in and out
In and out of the sunshine. Tidbits curl like lies
To a stranger and I hear the tap, tap, tapping
Of songs…the words long forgotten
La, la, la…whispers like a feather in the dark
Tickling my elbow. Someone's digging
Trying to wake my confessions.
Ghosts wail, behind these walls
Drilling holes two inches apart in my soul
And the wolves are at the door
Hose in hand…ready to siphon away my secrets
They scribble blood stains on their lined white pads
But, I look past them, refuse to unlock the door
Go away, go the hell away
I scream…can't you see my grave
Leave me to my brine and bone
I'd rather be alone. cause I don't want to know
Someone new. There's no new dress to wear
Out there on those empty streets
I'm naked here, and that's how I like it
My flesh is still hot from the iron
Can't you smell it….the heat?
My wounds whisper to you, leave us, leave us
Leave us to suffer in our cold dark vessel
But those damned vulture's just won't fly
Until they pry and pry, to steal away my words
Peck, peck, pecking…always pecking at my eyes
Trying to dig up my depraved soul
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Copyright © 2012 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved
poem by Leria Hawkins
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Rotten World Blues
Hey Man
What?
Hey Man
What?
Hey Man
What?
Hey man
What?
Dig this...
Well I went walkin'
Out yesterday
A man was carryin' a sign that says
"The world is gonna end tomorrow
hey buddy got a nickel I can borrow?"
This rotten world's gonna chew you up
Swallow you whole and then spit you back out
The sooner you recognize this simple fact
Then this rotten world gives you what you lack
Old Miss Hedrick she's gettin' down
You don't see her much walkin' 'round town
Well you could say that she needs a little lovin'
Lookin' for a light with her head in the oven
This rotten world's gonna chew you up
Swallow you whole and then spit you back out
The sooner you recognize this simple fact
Then this rotten world gives you what you lack
Let's rock...
Miss Kovalov she's lookin' good
Walkin' her ass through the neighborhood
She knows somethin' that you don't know
Somethin' she learned about a long time ago
This rotten world's gonna chew you up
Swallow you whole and then spit you back out
The sooner you recognize this simple fact
Then this rotten world gives you what you lack
This rotten world's gonna chew you up
Swallow you whole and then spit you back out
song performed by by Eels
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Fire In The Hole
In a word to the wisdom tooth
To tell, or not the truth
So open up and say ahh-men
Rinse cup, then spit again
Forked tongue in double speak
Pretty soon you just might
Spring a leak
Inhale before you begin
Your iron lungs a bag of wind
Theres a fire in the hole
Fire in the hole
Theres a fire in the hole, fire
Sweet n sour, filiblister
Faucet pouring, fresh n bitter
Come on smile and say cheese
On a count of three
Got a mindful of decavities
Chew your words, lest you choke
You better watch your mouth
Wash it out with soap
Tongue tied in a tangled web
Your bile inside better left unsaid
Theres a fire in the hole
Fire in the hole
Theres a fire in the hole, fire
Rudder of ship, which sets the course
Does not the bit, bridle the horse
Great is the forest, set by a small flame
Like a tongue on fire, no one can tame
song performed by by Van Halen
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A Laugh And Smile
The other day I spoke to someone
on Microsoft Messenger.
During our conversation,
I said something that made them laugh.
It was nice to see a laugh light up their face.
When I said it was good to see them laugh and smile
they replied with a statement
that really struck home with me.
They said whenever they are having a bad day
and they come online to speak to me.
For a little while, their bad day
vanishes into a laughter and smile.
It is a nice feeling inside that you can make
at least one-person laugh and smile,
putting a little sunshine into someone’s bleak day.
Just imagine what would happen
if we did that to one another each and everyday.
We would have a world of laughter
and the tears would flow with joy instead of sadness.
Therefore, as we move forward through each New Year,
let us all try to make someone
for a little while laugh and smile.
1 January 2009
May everyone who reads this think of what I said. Have a happy and prosperous New Year to each and everyone.
poem by David Harris
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Hole In My Head
Remember yesterday?
Driving down the M4
The sun lit up your face
Playing all the tunes
Feeling like a child again
The pain has been erased
I feel much better anyhow
Until I see that black cloud
I got a hole in my head
And it's making me sad
Got a hole and the world keeps looking in
Got a hole in my head
And it's making me sad
Got a hole and the world keeps crashing in
Stop looking in
Hide it all away
Keeping your heart inside a box
That no one else can take
Smile it all away
Holding back a thousand lies
But that was yesterday
I love it when she comes around
Until I see that black cloud
I got a hole in my head
And it's making me sad
Got a hole and the world keeps looking in
Got a hole in my head
And it's making me sad
Got a hole and the world keeps crashing in
Got a hole in my head
Got this song in my head
Waiting for the sun to come around
Waiting for the sun to come around
Take another smoke
I though you said you'd given up?
And does your mother know?
Take another rest
Holding out my hand again
I hope that we're still friends
I got a, I got a, I got a, I got a...
I got a hole in my head
And it's making me sad
Got a hole and the world keeps looking in
Got a hole in my head
And it's making me sad
Got a hole and the world keeps crashing in
I got a hole in my head
And it's making me sad
Got a hole and the world keeps looking in
Got a hole in my head
And it's making me sad
Got a hole and the world keeps crashing in
song performed by by Feeder
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Stick It Out
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
Trust to your insticts
If its safely restrained
Lightning reactions
Must be carefully trained
Heat of the moment
Curse of the young
Spit out your anger
Dont swallow your tongue
Stick it out
Dont swallow the poison
Spit it out
Dont swallow your pride
Stick it out
Dont swallow your anger
Spit it out
Dont swallow the lies
Natural reflex
Pendulum swing
You might be too dizzy
To do the right thing
Trial under fire
Ultimate proof
Moment of crisis
Dont swallow the truth
Stick it out
Each time we bathe our reactions
In artificial light
Each time we alter the focus
To make the wrong moves seem right
You get so used to deception
You make yourself a nervous wreck
You get so used to surrender
Running back to cover your neck
Stick it out
song performed by by Rush
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O, How I Smile!
O, how I smile!
I smile at the morning sun,
I smile when the day is done;
I smile at a cup of tea,
I smile at the old oak tree;
I smile at the summer flower,
I smile at each sudden shower;
I smile at the horned moon,
I smile for poor Lorna Doone;
I smile on early Monday mornings,
I even smile when I'm yawning!
I smile in slow traffic jams,
I smile when I'm eating spam;
I smile when I miss my date,
I smile when the weekend's late;
I smile at the minimum wage,
I smile at the blank white page.
I smile when my hawks aren't fed,
I smile in my empty bed;
I smile at all my enemies,
(Which makes them rather ill at ease) !
I smile at horrid screaming babies,
I'll smile if my dogs get rabies;
I smile if the nights get cold,
I'll smile if I get too old;
I smile if I'm feeling vague,
I'll smile with bubonic plague;
(When I think of someone dear,
I'll smile with a little tear) .
I'll smile when the Furies call,
I'll smile when the cities fall;
I'll smile when all the cards are dealt,
I'll smile when the ice-caps melt;
I'll smile when all the bees have died,
I'll smile when the Earth has fried;
I'll still be smiling, there's no doubt,
Even when the Sun goes out.
But as I smile I'd like to say,
I smile out to sea each day,
Where once the summer wind had ranged,
And then so very quickly changed,
To leave me stranded in this place,
While fixing fast my smiling face.
(CBB Aug 2011)
poem by Colin Breck Boardman
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Spit It Out
If theres rage inside you so you cannot think
Spit it out
If you get so angry that you cannot speak
Spit it out
Talk to him or her or it
And tell them where they can put it
Spit it out, spit it out
You got to talk to him or her or it
And take aim with your mouth and spit
Spit it out, spit it out
If you get worked over at your job
Spit it out
If a taxi almost runs you down
Spit it out
You got to take aim with your mouth and speak
And give it to them right between the teeth
Spit it out, spit it out
Talk to him or her or it
And take aim with your mouth and spit
Spit it out, spit it out
Spit it out
Hey, hey, hey
If youre patient and you have the time
Spit it out
Wait till theyre on the decline
Spit it out
The chinese say you meet the hard with the soft
The yin with the yang, the down with the up, oh
Spit it out, spit it out
You got to grab that dumb he, she or it
And give it to them right between the teeth
Spit it out, spit it out
Spit it out, babe, spit it out
Hey
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Surprise Before Christmas
was a couple of days before Christmas
And all through our house
Wrapping supplies were still scattered
When my wife first saw the mouse
I was dozing watching TV
When I hear her query
'What's that running across the floor? '
Her eyes showing signs of fear and fury
Then I saw it too and hoped it was
Heading out on his way back
It was a mouse for sure
Fury light brown with eyes coal black
I jumped to my feet
To see what to do
Could I be fast enough to catch him
Or just hit him with my shoe
I scared him all right
He again ran across the floor
Hid behind our presents
Instead of going out the door
Help was on the way
My son handed my a broom
My wife standing in her chair
Watching from the other room
Our daughter on her cell phone
Also seemed full of fright
I heard her asking a friend
If she could go there to spend the night
Then the mouse was gone
Fast as a shot
At least that's what I told my wife
I showed her the spot
'See the bottom of the new door
where the the rug used to be
That's where he went out.'
Sounded convincing to me
She made me check all the rooms
Even close up the chimney flue blockikng any crack
I thought better and didn't ask
How Santa was going to get in with his sack
Finally she went to bed
I was soon to follow
I'm sure she knew my promise of
'No mouse for Christmas.' was hollow
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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A MAN by EMMA Z.
this is a picture of you
my man, on white brief,
masculine body, strong,
firm arms, gentle eyes
determined eyelashes,
bold fingers, drinking
a hot cup of coffee,
well cut hair, shaven face,
smooth skin, hair on the
slab of his skin, firm legs
easy on the floor, calm nipples,
peaceful on the sofa,
waiting for me.
yet i still ask for more
when he steps out of my door
i may cry a little bit
three or four tears are enough
for a decent parting
a little time for mourning
a pint of vodka to shake him off from my system
tonight, i'll make a call
another man enters my door
into my womb, my system filled with his spurts
i stoop, i kneel, i worship this man
i lick every dropp of him
and then he goes again
at dawn, fitting in his black underwear
back to his pants and polo
sliding his belt
buttoning his pants
zip his pocket
yet i ask still for more
to fill this emptiness of my being
they are all men that step in and out of my door
hinges still strong and intact
i am suspended so well between the space and the frame
i am a woman. They are just men.
I swallow and spit them all.
i vomit and swallow them all again.
this is the cycle of my
skepticism.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You Can Never Go Home
Open the door and adjust my eyes
The concrete streets are as gray as the skies
The wind stings my face and this world just melts away
And it brings me back to another place bur memories are such a waste
You can never go home, you left that world behind
Is this the only place
The only place to go
Are these tired words, the only that we know
The old familiar taste, of the bottle in my hand
Or is this the only place, I can understand
Your whiskey tainted wisdom spills like vomit from your mouth
The world is closing in and I just gotta get out...
Of my head and of this town
Familiar places are bringing me down,
The truth can be hard to swallow
When its spit right in your face.
I just gotta get out
Hay
song performed by by Unseen
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Magic And Loss
When you pass through the fire
you pass through humble
You pass through a maze of self doubt
When you pass through humble
the lights can blind you
Some people never figure that out
You pass through arrogance you pass through hurt
You pass through an ever present past
and it's best not to wait for luck to save you
Pass through the fire to the light
As you pass through the fire
your right hand waving
there are things you have to throw out
That caustic dread inside your head
will never help you out
You have to be very strong
'cause you'll start from zero
over and over again
And as the smoke clears
there's an all consuming fire
lying straight ahead
They say no one person can do it all
but you want to in your head
But you can't be Joyce
so what is left instead
You're stuck with yourself
and a rage that can hurt you
You have to start at the beginning again
And just this moment
This wonderful fire started up again
When you pass through humble
when you pass through sickly
When you pass through
I'm better than you all
When you pass through
anger and self deprecation
and have the strength to acknowledge it all
When the past makes you laugh
and you can savor the magic
that let you survive your own war
You find that that fire is passion
and there's a door up ahead not a wall
As you pass through fire as you pass through fire
trying to remember its name
When you pass through fire licking at your lips
you cannot remain the same
And if the building' burning
move towards that door
but don't put the flames out
There's a bit of magic in everything
and then some loss to even
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow
Traffic lights shinning in my eyes,
And here I am standing in the rain
Counting every dropp that fell in my palm.
The Cold breeze frozen my body
Like yesterday when you left me in vain
On were I can’t stand from all the pain.
That was yesterday I could still remember.
Yesterday, I was stood under the burning rain.
Were my heart was freezing under the sun
When all the blue and woe has passed my way
And those autumn leaves are my shelter
On the broken tree house of memory
That my heart is getting weak,
And it’s hard for me to breathe.
That was yesterday, I was dazzle in lights of lies.
And today,
The sun grimaces in the early morn
Were the world embrace me from the past
That beauty blooms here inside my heart
Spring’s blossoms comes only a second of time
For today, loves grown deep in the heart of me
Voices tell me I should carry on
To hold the stars up in the sky
And see the world will smile again.
Today, my heart will dance again
For tomorrow,
Love will bloom like flowers in spring
A sweet smile will curve in my lips
Tomorrow, I’ll be strong as a wind
Dance on a game of love,
Swaying on a battle of life.
poem by Cheryl Aldea
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The Sands That Spill From My Fingers
so there you are again
why do you come inside my room
at the hour when i am so empty
and needy of
affection
you tease me with that smile
and you put your finger
between your lips and
show your tongue like a bud
of a very red rose
i am amazed and ready like i am
a water escaping from
the hold of this dam
you laugh and then you go outside the door
without even closing it
i have learned a lot from this
and i will not follow
you are simply one of the grains of sands
spilling from the hold of my fingers
i watch and then
i let them all go.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To have a feel of my food
To have the feel of my food not just the taste of it in my tongue
I use my bare hands, the rice I fold between my palms the fish
I touch with my fingers, and then my mouth opens to swallow and savor
Just like you tonight, I feel you with my bare hands I taste you
With my tongue because you are the food of my soul and my soul
Feeds on you as you also feed on mine
We are bare all over, not just our bare hands
We touch we feel we lick we breath with our noses
On our skins, we feed on our flesh, we go deeper
Into our souls, our eyes feast on the food we lay in front of us
The lights of our eyes open in our room the festivity to a beginning
We feed on ourselves we are hungry & greedy & we are never full
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Only When
When I look in your brown eyes,
I melt,
When I hear you speak,
I turn to stone,
When I see you smile,
I become blind,
When you tell a joke,
I can't breath after,
When you laugh,
I can't help but to join along & smile,
When you hold my hand,
My arm turns to numb,
When i'm with you,
The whole world means nothing to me.
poem by Veronica Nieves
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For A Little While
(phil vassar/steve mandile/jerry vandiver)
(track 2 - time 3:33)
Hot sun dancin on the river
Were sittin on the bank and watch the world go by
Our feet in the water she pressed her lips to mine
We were so long on love but short on time
She could be a honeymoon sweet and a little wild
But she was mine oh, for a little while
And I laugh everytime I start to think about us
We sent that summer out in style
And shes gone but she let me with a smile
cause she was mine for a little while
Wed take a ride and head on down to airport road
Put the seats back watch the planes leave town
She always said nobodys strong enough to tie her down
Oh but I wasnt lookin for that anyhow
I knew shed leave but I didnt know when
It matters to me now oh but it didnt back then
And I laugh everytime I start to think about us
We sent that summer out in style
And shes gone but she let me with a smile
cause she was mine for a little while
I keep seein pictures now of me and her and those summer nights
My mind fills with her
Oh but its alright
cause I laugh everytime I start to think about us
We sent that summer out in style
And shes gone but she let me with a smile
cause she was mine for a little while
Yeah she was mine for a little while
song performed by by Tim McGraw
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Magic & Loss - The Summation
When you pass through the fire, you pass through humble
You pass through a maze of self doubt
When you pass through humble, the lights can blind you
Some people never figure that out
You pass through arrogance, you pass through hurt
You pass through an ever present past
And its best not to wait for luck to save you
Pass through the fire to the light
Pass through the fire to the light
Pass through the fire to the light
Its best not to wait for luck to save you
Pass through the fire to the light
As you pass through the fire, your right hand waving
There are things you have to throw out
That caustic dread inside your head
Will never help you out
You have to be very strong, cause youll start from zero
Over and over again
And as the smoke clears theres an all consuming fire
Lying straight ahead
Lying straight ahead
Lying straight ahead
As the smoke clears theres an all consuming fire
Lying straight ahead
They say no one person can do it all
But you want to in your head
But you cant be shakespeare and you cant be joyce
So what is left instead
Youre stuck with yourself and a rage that can hurt you
You have to start at the beginning again
And just this moment this wonderful fire
Started up again
When you pass through humble, when you pass through sickly
When you pass through Im better than you all
When you pass through anger and self deprecation
And have the strength to acknowledge it all
When the past makes you laugh and you can savor the magic
That let you survive your own war
You find that that fire is passion
And theres a door up ahead not a wall
As you pass through fire as you pass through fire
Trying to remember its name
When you pass through fire licking at your lips
You cannot remain the same
And if the buildings burning move towards that door
But dont put the flames out
Theres a bit of magic in everything
And then some loss to even things out
Some loss to even things out
Some loss to even things out
Theres a bit of magic in everything
And then some loss to even things out
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Burn Baby Burn
Burn Baby Burn
Date: January 15,2012
I’m burning myself in the midday sun
While shielding my soul
And pretending to run
Yet, I’m still holding on
When I should let go
It’s a strange paradox
So hot, yet so cold
I’m lost in the chant of a cold winter rain
And yet I keep listening
Though it’s causing me pain
I keep holding my breath
While waiting to see
If my life will move on
And where it’ll take me
I’m so tied to emotions
That I try to forget
But, try as I might
I’m forsaken as yet
Why do I still cling
To this cold barren dream
When it’s full of illusions
And cruel heartless schemes
I search for my muse
In the wind and the rain
But my hands are left empty
And my soul is left drained
Seems I can’t turn the page
With this hole in my heart
It just doesn’t make sense
I still hide in the dark
I keep asking myself
My question the same
Why keep rolling the dice
When I’m losing the game
Why do I continue
To offer my heart
When I know that it’s useless
There’s no fire in the spark
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Copyright © 2011 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved
poem by Leria Hawkins
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The Figurehead
Sharp and open
Leave me alone
And sleeping less every night
As the days become heavier and weighted
Waiting
In the cold light
A noise
A scream tears my clothes as the figures tighten
With spiders inside them
And dust on the lips of a vision of hell
I laughed in the mirror for the first time in a year
A hundred other words blind me with your purity
Like an old painted doll in the throes of dance
I think about tomorrow
Please let me sleep
As I slip down the window
Freshly squashed fly
You mean nothing
You mean nothing
I can lose myself in chinese art and american girls
All the time
Lose me in the dark
Please do it right
Run into the night
I will lose myself tomorrow
Crimson pain
My heart explodes
My memory in a fire
And someone will listen
At least for a short while
I can never say no to anyone but you
Too many secrets
Too many lies
Writhing with hatred
Too many secrets
Please make it good tonight
But the same image haunts me
In sequence
In dispair of time
I will never be clean again
I touched her eyes
Pressed my stained face
I will never be clean again
Touch her eyes
Press my stained face
I will never be clean again
song performed by by Cure
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