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David Greshel

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United States
IG: @electricinfamy Twitter: @electricpoet217
June 13, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

A simple choice in the beginning
almost innocent in scope
and it just felt so good to be high
to chase that euphoric feeling
'til the candles burnt down to stubs
and I couldn't remember my own name
just one more line
one more pill
one more fix
chasing the dragon into the dark
at the expense of everyone
the cost of everything
giving little thought to the pain
or the burning bridges
but I can see the tracks of tears
on my mother's face
and hear her lament in the twilight
that rose to a wailing by morning
when the dragon finally won

RESPECT
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June 1, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

I've been living with your ghost
since long before you were gone
and even when I didn't mind the haunting
I still missed the totality of your presence
and can't deny my own aimless drifting
or recognize the slowly dying flame

It's never been about assigning blame
we both know our own culpability
share an equally valid accusation
of believing the emotional hype
that fuels the "love" masquerade
that drowned us in our self-service

We forgot that our feelings are crooked
speaking easily digested falsehoods
Love is a deliberate choice
made even in the absence of attraction
outside the whim of desire
One we neglected well before the end

ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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May 31, 2019
Melbourne, United States

Sheets of foam slide along the sand
rushing in to cover tiny toes
that scramble back up the shore
children happily giggling in escape
watching the waves slip back to sea
repeating until the thrill subsides
and the sun soars against the azure
brilliant and cloudless
baking in the summer sauna

I remember all those afternoons
lazy recollections in the twilight
though I no longer run
preferring now the swirling cool
that splashes over tired feet
tasting the salty kisses
floating on the gentle breeze
basking in the easy promise
of another holiday routine

ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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May 18, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

There might have been a time
when I thought all this bleeding
both literal and figurative
was the highest expression of love
I might possess for you
and yet I find the measure wanting
and falling short of my potential
in the blinding realization
that the pain is not the ideation
or anything more than a fleeting emotion

No, the proof is in the will to choose
and the sacrificial follow through
accepting that true growth only occurs
in our mutually scarred unity
and the warmth of the healing light

FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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May 9, 2019
 

The mirror has been dark for so long that I worry all that's ever seen is the shadowed reflection of this passing trouble that clings with icy talons in a grip that speaks to desperation rather than the kind of control it would have the world believe it possesses over this tentative heart thundering in my chest in the heat of exhilaration
that begs for a chance to be seen

Open your eyes and look past that tainted mirror to see the light and hope that burns so bright it could never be contained in the meager vessels we tend to offer in adulation and supplication on hallowed ground
Don't be afraid to let it consume you and give rise to the undying flame you were always meant to be

FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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May 5, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

I tried to delineate these thoughts
that scream for undivided attention
pounding in the shrinking pulse
palpitating through a deadly rhythm
telegraphed by a military tattoo
calling forth the endless march
of neurotic overthought opinions

I tried but they never quite make sense in the realm of rationality
never quite connect
outside the bounds of disarray
or the comfort of carnality

CREATIVE WRITING
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May 4, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

We want to believe that our words
reveal a sweeping inspiration
that sparks the unfolding imagination
of the increasingly global persuasion
that captures this gasping frustration
eliminated by intellectual illumination

...and perhaps they are...

but if we're being honest here
this is typically where the guts are spilled
the tears are shed
and we perform a half-assed exorcism
on the collective demons in our heads

CREATIVE WRITING
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May 3, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

I think there was maybe a kind of misunderstanding unearthed in between the friendship and the antcipation of something beyond the bounds of platonic and I'm starting to feel a bit less cognizant of the spoken motives that pass for acceptable rationale within the course of  an echoing diatribe
spilling from lips that never seem to close and a sound meant to condition the nature of violence we pretend to have no taste for but crave like the sweetest ambrosia nectar

The wheels start to turn
giving way to eureka shouts
and troubled epiphanies
revealing a certain misunderstanding that hangs between
the friendship and the fear

CREATIVE WRITING
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May 2, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Realization arrives in static waves
cresting the surface of the shallows
we never seemed to move beyond
dulled in the honeyed promises
dangling in the hangman's snare
laced with a malformed hope
and the illusion of change

I'm tired of writing love letters
to the ghost of who we used to be

CREATIVE WRITING
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April 21, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

They're simple instruments
wood and nails
implememts of construction
exclamations of death
bent on the whim of perspective
tools of a father's trade
set aside for the Father's purpose
revisited in another's grip
wood and nails
fashioned in an execution march
and a willing sacrifice

Wood and Nails
Stone and Steel
An empty tomb
A Risen King

HAPPY EASTER
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April 21, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

I thought it was something like breathing but altogether different in this digital recreation balanced on a binary foundation driving an addiction for an identical simulation that pulls every piece into an ideal creation with me at the absolute center of existence with every notion of stepping back into actual reality shouted down by the cold comfort of ones and zeroes bent to my will in a web of imagined saftey far from the unwelcome truth and pain of my lackluster significance and any number of other lies I choose to believe and run from in this self-induced waking coma

HAPPY EASTER
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April 21, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

We saw the fog rolling in slowly
obscuring the marshy dwellings
decrepit and uninhabited
sheathed in misty gray
and molding decay
wondering if it's invasion
or surrender
to the creeping reclamation
of this slaughter  swamp unbound

HAPPY EASTER
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April 20, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

The details have gotten rather hazy
in the wake of all the years long past
and I can't quite bring to mind
a remembrance of our design
a resemblance of our direction
or a star we thought to wish upon

HAPPY EASTER
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April 20, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Westbound on Pacific Rail
hitching a boxcar ride
with the dustbowl ghosts
still dreaming of an America
dead in the dusk back beyond
the crash of '29

HAPPY EASTER
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April 20, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Lost in thought
floating between the color and the shape
rising on rolling summer tides
and breathing in the salted breeze
forever searching for the moment
when the ocean meets the sky

HAPPY EASTER
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April 19, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

The spires beckoned
stabbing skyward
sculpted by careful eons
and the fingers of a thunderstorm
painting desert sandstone
with a wide brush of flash flood
and a flourish of lightning
signaling our rapid descent
in the shadowed valley undead

HAPPY EASTER
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April 19, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Pale shadows populate shallow daydreams
passing unbidden through idle wanderlust
pretending to ponder the scope of existence
preferring the quiet unsung ambivalence

HAPPY EASTER
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April 19, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Drifting down forgotten alleys
dirty arteries outlined in grime
carrying urban lifeblood
through an industrial heart
pumping sludge and ash
to feed the undying machine
that never rests within
a city that never seems to sleep

HAPPY EASTER
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April 18, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Awakening to a western sunrise
cresting the horizon of alien skies
that illuminates a digital Babylon
stretching out extraplanetary
recalling an overactive imagination
filtered through a scanner darkly
and recognizing a stranger in a strange land whispering how the moon is a harsh mistress while seeking confort in the icy grip
of the left hand of darkness
while attempting to win the affections of a princess of Mars
who is far too modest to dream
of a foregone conclusion
or dare hope to adequately receive
the once and future king

MAKE IDEAS HAPPEN
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April 18, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

I always wondered if you found it
that earnest observation
framed within a hidden question
scrawled in haphazard script
tucked away inside vellum pages
of a novel long forgotten

MAKE IDEAS HAPPEN
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April 18, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

A simple elegance often overstated
woven within silken petals ever in bloom
and bound up in the sweetest cliché
dangling in an awkward offering
and pressed between pages unread

MAKE IDEAS HAPPEN
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April 15, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Faded blue notes still float in the desert
drifting on the howling summer wind
that recalls the free roaming jazz poetry
hitchhiking with the ghost of the Beats
along an abandoned highway winding west
toward a disappearing sun
and the promise of a welcoming night

MAKE IDEAS HAPPEN
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April 15, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

I've told myself so many different accounts of the unfolding events and painted a thousand variations of this still life representation that came to overshadow the reality stretched between our souls until it was simply impossible to remember the undeniable truth we sought out in the beginning when we were young and so blissfully ignorant of all these painful reveries among the hollow sepulchres of the easily amused and terminally bored that it's not that hard to imagine the confusion we found ourselves wading into and yet somehow we still thought to remain unchanged and undeterred until the morning we woke up unrecognizable and wondering if there was any way back to the golden shore divine

MAKE IDEAS HAPPEN
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April 15, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

The sound of ants marching
echoed through the corridor
and gave way to errant thoughts
of crawling destinies
shuffling out of mind
out of reach
evaporating in the swollen breach
left to drift along untethered
listening to the monotone meandering
morse code conversations hidden
in the sound of ants marching
that echoes through the corridor...

MAKE IDEAS HAPPEN
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April 14, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

I picked the perfect time
to crash your party scene
by which of course I mean
I was never quite invited
nor welcome in such idyllic fantasies
so carefully constructed
to meet those exacting bourgeoisie dreams

But hey, there's always one right?
One unlucky soul caught out unawares
left to fumble through invented niceties
and wonder what exactly is the point
of all these boring little routines
meant to impress this self-styled royalty

I watch it all unfold in utter bemusement
hoarding cheap hors d'oeuvres
and watered down cocktails
while you entertain advances
from lecherous socialites
you shun in daylight circles

Being an invisible man is much preferred
to all this pomp and circumstance
...

LETTRS 2019 STAMP
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April 5, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Coral tinted lenses
shade ocular senses
and paint perception
in pleasant hue refractions
that color newfound adulation
within nostalgic permutations
to avoid unwanted inquiries
into the state of mental faculties

Just sing along my dear
and pay no attention
to the wizard's smoke and mirrors

POETRY MONTH
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April 5, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

The desert beckons in the birth of Spring
whispering ancient verses on the western wind
rolling through canyon crevices and carvings
that paint a forgotten history
bleached and tattooed beneath an alien sun
in such an unforgiving land

We did not break under the grim weight
of your manifest destiny obsession
nor did we disappear
into this sterile homogenization
you cling to as progressive achievement
at Imagination's expense

Our blood still stains the rock and sand
Our song still howls with the moonlight
We are the inextinguishable spirit
indigenous and free

ORIGINAL
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April 5, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Left myself wide open
exposed to the hungry inquiries
of a world ever unsatisfied
seeking the next outstretched soul
to eviscerate and devour

There was no miscalculation made
no misguided naivete
more akin to a desperation ploy
and some softcore marketing fad

Mr. Demille...
I'm ready for my close-up

POETRY MONTH
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April 2, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

The first shafts of sunlight
splintered the cold gray horizon
in arcing streaks of gold
unveiling renewed promises
at the awakening of dawn

I listen to the gentle rhythm
of your breathing
steady and content beside me
and I wonder what dreams may dance
inside such fitful slumber

Only a little longer yet
'til this rest meets an end
and the ambient silence shatters
pierced through
by the alarm bell din

ORIGINAL
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April 2, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Windswept and carried away
alight in a flight of fancy
born in the smoldering ashes
of a phoenix daydream
and a million 'what ifs'
that tickle fraying nerves
bent beyond the edge
of possibility

POETRY MONTH
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