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08/2011 (Blood type B: Installment Two)

I have tasted the fairy tales, drained

from unaccommodating occupants

as shots ring out in the night air

bodies drop to quench our thirst 

I have watched their befuddled demons

echo, mirrored on their dying faces

reaching out and weighing me down

desperate to pull me into their early hell

It's just the same old story, over and over again

days turn into years, tears dry into fears

my vile hands drag across this ageless photograph

that vaguely reminds me of a life hopelessly lost

bartered away for vanity and immortality 

there is nothing new underneath the sun

even the wonder and excitement of life

that pushes your feet seemingly forward

toward the only thing that is truly certain

graves are full of the hopeful   

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Megan]

that last line just grabbed me by the throat and pummeled me into the ground. "the graves are full of the hopeful" wow that really pulled the whole thing together for me..it was like the pyrotechnics at the end of a show! just BOOM! this was such a wonderful write. I love how dark and honest this is. I also love the first line too. Just referring to something so innocent and saying that you've heard them all makes it sound like you're growing up now and you see the world for what it really is :) I can really relate to that. Great job again and thanks for posting!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

they are also full of indispensable people.......amazing dark write. I enjoyed this!

[Desmund Tiny]

I like its darkness, especially the last sentence......Nice poem...... ^^,

[SabrinaThePoet]

"grave are full of the hopeful" this poem is dope.

[Dahlia Phoenix]

The last line caught my attention because with each stanza you bring up the suspense, this dark semblance with a unique taste to it. The bodies who reach up to drag more into their devastating despair. Its almost sick and normal at the same time.

[Rene Velez]

cool scribe Josh, the wordplay and choice of words is spot on, nice work..

[Mariah Jane]

Wow....This is beautiful. Carries a heavy burden and deep desire for what could have been or what was. I like this very much. I have to say, I always love your poems. Great job!

[Internet Killed TV]

This was eerily beautiful. When I read this poem I could imagine everything you were describing; graves, demons, tears, blood and Hell.
Great poem (:

[Shayla Sayer]

this. was. an. amazing. piece. of. work!! dayuuum.... i really enjoyed this one, the thought process behind one who wrote such a piece is unfathomable, but nevertheless, a beautiful poem by far. :)

[Tasha]

The last sentence really brings this together. Great job.
♥ Ta'Shandra