Compilation Poem for March 31, 2016

*note: the guiding principles for this poem were 1) depressing words 2) alliteration

I'm Going to Depress You

Before then, guilt hurt
sleep out of the question
contamination, dark opened the door
long breath, Go Now!
less than a second, time to call again
afraid, broke, asleep, come on up
somewhere, night never dream, no pain
war faces feel fifty fighters growling fabulous
eyes dead, green grass grows
cold vibrations stabbing, rage reduced to this
soft on the sidewalk, pretending to participate
betrayed, resolution criticizes again in my head
writing to be published atop fresh milk
on the fly, failure defined
rebel, setback
accident you flew away
leaves falling down
fists pumped, racing off the car
repel forty five minutes later, lucky again
without falling, will not stretch
counterfeit call rambles round
prehistoric perm--nostalgic fashion
true to tell, never an issue, strong opinionated new life
deviate from the default, flipped on its head
lives lived, larger exasperation
refuse to refashion
punishing, refuse, highlighted reminders
old, called baby, turns on paper
getting lost, drowning, endless like tools
captivated, empty inside, punches burned
stopped in your eyes, green is too soft
perfectly synonymous with Sunday texture
I used to love, changed and wished
fear looms, stops making sense
it decides what we do
different, broken, insecurity, rejection, depressed
transition, without love, conditional air, hate by me
being my bike, reconnecting, recycled by our fears
floating technology humbled soft over and over
flying singular forever, descend downwards to the green gray chill
lake bottoms sunken among the kelp
dream, down, down, down dead diver's depression drifts
with a buzz in the brain, stereotypes celebrate saints
last lips lead me like lost souls
laughter logs the lost long-haired lunatics long
clap cracked and called and you do come
stood still, fallen far, see someday stupid
wa wa wa why, wife
grave glares to grind the gift this afternoon sunset
borrowed boots, backward books, left for denial
anger, confused, stupid, no good, put in place
over and over, sleeping in compliance, temptation
toughen up, echo, slap, claws, numbness, wait, cracks
Normal?
good generally air wholes, died
working, lonely, shadow, beneath
toilette, weak, melted, tears, purge
shame.

Compiled by Alexander Olinger

Compilation Poem for March 3, 2016

Speak for Yourself Compilation poem
3 March 2016

I don’t ever write titles for my poems, so you can call it what you want

Back to the mirror is where I go
leaving a naked doll on the ground —
she forgot me when I said “bath.”
I bore my shame in the mirror each morning when I awoke

now home is starlight and my ribcage,
and a heart beating at the same frequency.
I look into the past and see something that no longer is,
and in 10 to the 33rd years the earth will wink out.

I want to be light and beautiful, as if I had wings —
laughable really, how I can’t manage these.
It is their light that illuminates the early dark
and brings heavy weight upon my fluttering eyelids

Why can’t I live any different way?
a verse is like a key that opens a thousand doors;
the smell of constant hope won’t stop pulling me toward it,
and in 10 to the 33rd years the earth will wink out —
and I was thinking I’m going to look too young for a long time!

How can a vibrant soul have demons deep inside and still shine?
when I run on the grass, the sod and my feet conspire to bring me down.
burnt wheat fields border burning oil fields —
how could you make my tear ducts run dry
and smell my skin on your pillowcase —
Well, closer to sex than I’ve ever been before.

Daisy asked me to read this poem, amongst several bodies that don’t perspire
When I said I was a green light, you assumed I meant go —
Darling, what cruel things you say

Water of its own weight falling;
the cold killing my heart melted away.
Fear is the second before heartbreak
and my joy is orgasmic like I’ve never felt!

Just get it out....

Compiled by Dennis Clark

Compilation Poem for March 10, 2016

When I was a child
everyday was such a good day
But I believed we were broken
I shedded tears
I wasn't seeing the stars
I wanted to leave
I was lost
Words were my enemy
Rain was my god
Your kindness slowed down
And I was left with memories
I knew I was going to be home soon
But not here, not anymore
I loved you and I hope you loved me
I left with the wind
knowing we were one
I wasn't broken
I was a good person
But words took over.

Compiled by Daisy, Perla, Colby, and Joe Cool

Compilation Poem for February 25, 2016

I'm a jalepeno! EHN!
Be considerate. Be gentle. I'm overwhelmed by a complex wandering.
I can only go one way. I can't be bothered with a tragedy.
You can't smile without gums.
Soon the trenches and craters will fill.
There are a lot of c-words in this poem.
I know what's coming. I think I simply love others too damn much.
I don't need a friend, although it might help a bit.
Yeah Brantz
The things we do to stay healthy!
Chasing the sun in cork screw patterns
is no sporadic phenomenon. They are glossed over.
Get over it.
Turn out the lights
I am choking,
shutting bedroom eyes
The thoughts of you will wash away with wrath but
All I see is you.
going about my day after having sex.
All hip hop music finally makes a lot of sense
Half a butt.
Nothing man
We are all told we are too much.
Screw you.
I had an amazing idea and decided to word vomit.
This exact moment is stuck on repeat: Peter Piper peeped a pedophilic pickle patter.
In the mud.
In pain and sweat
They'll call me an artist
The ooze.
The tears.
[Darkness.]

Compiled by Devin Willie and Brantz Woolsey