Some small stupid prose I wrote

[plain_jane]

these aren't particularly good as poems or prose, just sort of venting of my feelings. posting here because well, nobody anywhere else would read them

Shipyard H

If I was an amazon package, I'd be damaged.
Suit and tie sounds like bandage and manage.
I wish for smooth soft skin, I'm just on minimum wage.
I wish I was a Sailor Scout, I'm just in Shipyard H.
Guess there's always more paper than weights.
At least my wishes aren't up for debate?

Sweet Life

I wish my life was like candy, so sweet it'd be dandy,
Something I'd love to eat, like a treat.
Neat to consume like a cannibal freak.
Cause I'm so freaking tired of being tired and meek.
Just for one day I'd like to bring fear to the weak.
Let our tears mix together, blend a saccharine drink.

Money and Humanity

That dollar sign is an accursed design.
How I've clawed and maimed from its weight on my mind.
Only to be deigned so little as mine. Sparse relaxation, and even less time.
This austere punishment, a stygian sign, that my just deserts, are finally mine.
The clawing for the comfort, the dying for the dollar,
The never ending pain of becoming human to live.

Weeping Winter

With winter comes a frost, with living comes a cost.
No matter the season the winds of life cut deep.
The cold accosts you like that same old creep.
The one who says the things that only sound deep.
And as you start to freeze, in your brain it starts to seep.
Until you forget these things used to make you weep.

Witches Get Bitches

Witches get bitches, you know it's true.
Just one glance at their dress paints my face a crimson hue.
Hear them zooming with their eco friendly brooms.
With just one spell, poof goes my interest in dudes.
Now I'm singing a familiars tune.
I'll be your kitty if you want me to.

Photograph of Azure

I wonder what it's like to be a butterfly.
Start out as a caterpillar all shutter shy.
One day you get in a cocoon, take a rest till half past noon.
Wake up with wings ready to fly.
Such a fragile beauty ready to die.
Wings torn to make a hairpin blue.
It'll make a great photograph.
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yeah some of them are a little weird. let me know if you liked any, or not, you can tell me you hated them IG

 

[CouldaHvBeenARock]

Am I allowed to give editors notes
or are they done

 

[plain_jane]

Am I allowed to give editors notes
or are they done

I'd be interested in what you'd change but my goal with these was not to write good poems or prose but just to vent feelings. I've written a lot of such poems.

 

[SexyIncél]

Haha, these are hilarious & brilliant

 

[CouldaHvBeenARock]

I'd be interested in what you'd change but my goal with these was not to write good poems or prose but just to vent feelings. I've written a lot of such poems.

Sweet Life

I wish my life was sweet, like candy, it'd be dandy,
Something I'd love to eat, like a treat.
Neat to consume like a cannibal freak.
I'm so tired of being tired and meek.
For a day I'd like to bring fear to the weak.
Let our tears mix, blend, a saccharine drink.

What do you think ?!
Do you hate it ?!
My intentions were to make it succinct.
Like share your thoughts, nicely