#Guillotine: Poems

[t0rschlusspan1k]

Desire with no future, bitter longing — I starve myself by yearning for intimacy that doesn't and won't exist.

Eduardo C. Corral, Autobiography of My Hungers, from "Guillotine: Poems" (2020)

[anotherbasicgirlie]

[rottingpileofartist]

Can I fault you for your ignorance

The designed failure of the system

Easier to buy into the man

Than remove the wool from your eyes, ears, and mind

Can I blame you for your willingness to

To queue yourself to the guillotine

When you think they’ll stop at us

Oppression is a web

Its victims helped spin

The tolerant can’t tolerate intolerance

Empathy and understanding

The only way to get it undone

Can I hate you for your hatefulness

Your eagerness to carry the whip

Suffer for sufferings sake

Life, liberty, and justice are invite only

The guest list unable to fathom the famine at their feet

Can I judge you while I myself stand aside

Watching as countless needlessly suffer and die

What is the worth of your life versus mine?

[elmp]

Test The Guillotines

String them up, flay to

The bone, cook over low heat,

Eat the fucking rich.

[carpe-noctem-bitchess]

I ignored all the signs under the surface, refused to accept the truth behind the curtains, drunk on our love as how dictators drown in their power, and I faced the consequences while you grinned from the crowds. your love was the looming guillotine hanging above my head, but what they didn't see behind their pity was that i gladly fell into your arms in the end.

[cjoatprehn]

I did this during today’s @poetryorchard Kiki’s Delivery Service Creative Writing Workshop. This was incredibly fun to put this together. In fact it wasn’t too long after the workshop ended that I rushed to make this graphic and pair it with this speedpaint and artwork.

@a-captions-blog

Update with Spoken Poetry video

There’s a small bit of mutual aid under the read more. So if you’re able to, please view it.

I have to donate plasma soon for my initial this upcoming Wednesday, could you share this and if you have a dollar to spare please give?

[autumnsorrows]

For I am the bird and the cage

I am the first glimmer of a roaring lava yet the decaying flesh of a devoured corpse

I'm the ashes of the ravaged throne yet the embers razing the entire kingdom

I'm the fleeting moments of insanity yet the consuming lucidities of eternity

I'm the last drop of water parched unto the droughten land yet the untamable waves of the boundless ocean

I am a myriad of Twilight skies yet the daunting thunders of midnight dusks

I'm the everlasting wretch experiencing eternal glee yet another damned creature searching for solace in a kaleidoscope of blues.

-m

[carpediembitchess]

time machine transport me back to the time when paper cutters could shred hearts for atleast then the holes in my butterfly wings would be for reason would be with purpose wouldn't be in vain time machine transport me back to the time when one would be beheaded for committing terrible atrocities for atleast then my sins would repeal the bullet holes in your head would be justified would be punished would be guillotined for having to rest between two polar blades is better than this deafening silence

[tragicvirgo]

"I spent a lifetime trying to wake up and be mean. But I will never believe That I belong to the side with the guillotine. (You should eat the rich Even if that includes me)"

HEREDITARY, I Would Leave Me If I Could, Halsey

[kellylynncurry]

No jury, no judge You executed me. Swift. The Guillotine snapped You did not allow a second to Give me piece of mind. — Kelly Lynn Curry

From the book In This Flesh

[sexyrasputin]

in reference to the French Revolution execution device and Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s poem “Rime of the Ancient Mariner.” Bastille’s “Weight of Living Pt 1” and “Weight of Living Pt 2” and probably Taylor Swift’s “The Albatross” are also in my thought process

pls reblog for bigger sample size

[arcanumb]

Guillotine— Sol Rios

[travelingtwentysomething]

Ring around CEOs,

Lock and fucking load,

Fascists to ASHES,

They all fall down

hm. curious. why would parents act like that. hm. i can't figure it out. hm. it's so disturbing how people get upset about their loved ones suffering. hm. these are the priorities of a normal human society. we are normal. this is normal. everything's fine.

[neonpajamas]

Edward Mullany

[papillondusublime]

13 haïkus (dans le même ordre que les photos auxquelles ils correspondent):

1) L’Homme est l’animal Qui raisonne? Non, résonne… Vents, portez ma voix!

2) Le vent carnassier Mord mes os, chasseur sans tir… Trop froid pour sentir

3) La nage? Interdite… Je nage à contre-courant Dans le bleu du ciel

4) L’humain graffe ponts… Et les canards, de leurs pattes, L’onde frémissante

5) Décornant les bœufs, Souffleuse d’idées blancs d’œufs… Il vente, il s’en vante

6) Les arbres se penchent Sur le banc des tourtereaux… Qu’un vent chasse au Sud

7) Le ciel, aux nuages Pelletés par en avant… Dégage un futur

8) Bichon havanais, Antithèse des snowbirds… Bitch on, have an eh!

9) La laine, l’haleine… Le lac enfile pelures, La brise filant

10) T’as des caries? Price… Peaux de lièvre, poils de lièvre, Tombez, dents, Poilievre!

11) Sur la neige, colle De bottes, substance blanche… J’vais névroglisser

12) Les joies de l’hiver : Remplacer bancs de poissons… Par un banc de neige

13) Je perds du poids, perds La tête par guillotine… Ouste, Ancien Régime!

[cjoatprehn]

Yooooo Spoken Poetry Video, if yall could watch through, like and/or comment (even emotes are okay!) on my YouTube videos and Shorts, it would mean a lot.

I’m really proud of this one. Hehehehe.