you say, “be encouraged”
i say, “be an egg”
so i can lay you, crack you
and eat you raw
i’m feeling righteous
like a man possessed
by TONY SINGLE
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Category Archives: TONY’S POEMS
never wake
it feels like i’m falling away
like you don’t want me to care
then tell me, why am i here
tell me why i’m anywhere
all that i’ve held onto
i guess it doesn’t mean a damn
fain just let me disappear
the nothing i had, you burned it all
so at least let me be warmed a little while
gift me a last unbeholden smile
then tell me why, why won’t i die
all that i’ve clung onto
i guess it isn’t worth a damn
fain just let me disappear
it feels like you don’t want me to feel
i’m the face you’ve unseen behind the door
don’t tell me to dry my tears
don’t tell me anything at all
everything you said
was all i ever knew
everywhere i trod
was to keep pace with you
everything i felt
now everything imbued
i’ve never needed you more
to enslave myself to you
you’re the stone that weighs within me
beneath this binding arc of decay
lo, i am death, lo, i am sleep
by TONY SINGLE
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storm in a teacup (spit & forget)
i have lost
the storm is already in my head
verbum domini
someone take this teacup from me
i’m roaring from beneath the earth
life, you beautiful bastard
you’ve gone and avalanched me again
her plane flew the coop
she left me to silk another day
and i am bereft, here to rot
death beneath an ashen tree
i’m roaring from beneath the earth
in an arc of sonic dismay
life gone, you’ve avalanched me again
farewell to thee, my dead christ
farewell to thee, my once fey
to crucifix and pricked white bosom
farewell fate’s capricious dice
farewell this bleak and empty day
in the month of may i hied away
by TONY SINGLE
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christ on a bike
why do they add the aitch between
and how is that meant to be offensive?
jesus and christ, middle name harold
likes long walks on the beach and hurling frisbees
what’s so contemptible about that?
by TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2016
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the strand (lost paradise lament)
seraph, a man in a grain of sand
how far you have fallen
all trace of you got swept beneath
the sea of time, your alleged crime
you tried to pay your respects
to the last breath, but lies still lie and
fidelity has long left the stage
he’s gone, never to pass this way again
you bear the echo of all that was
with the weight of a dead crown
are these the days of clarity
in the sea of time, a bitter wine
lilies grow amongst the skulls now
the aftermath of your unseen war
have you not seen through the tears
you, the unreconstructed man
silence, and dark tranquillity
morning star, you blanch at the dawn
parlay at the speed of trust’s decay
this sea of time, the mere sublime
grief has frozen you to the shoreline
the pain of you reaches into a lie
verging on hope, though god knows why
a quiet smoke seeking ascension’s sigh
who will come for you now
who will comfort you, bury you
by TONY SINGLE
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