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David Greshel

PO# 502688
United States
United States
IG: @electricinfamy Twitter: @electricpoet217
October 17, 2017
Melbourne, United States

Guess I should've known this time
when you wandered off
into the smoldering evening
that it was more than just a momentary
and a far cry from the ordinary

Can't remember all the words released
or the ones we left unspoken
less of an argument
than a sorrowful realization
resigned to take the sunset curtain call
before the inevitable decline

Stranded in the impending collapse
or so it might appear
but if you someday change your mind
you'll not find me orphaned here
play one last sad song
to all we ever were
and meet me on the gleaming shores
of second chances and mended bridges
in the glittering brilliance
of one more tequila sunrise

HENNA MOMENT
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October 16, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

She asked me what it felt like
to drown on dry land
as if the experience was one
she might want to take for a spin

might be a morbid curiosity
fatalistic dance with destiny
or a razorbladed truth willingly unseen

Didn't notice the faded scars
still masked in plastic happiness
or hear the unspoken pleas
floating beneath strained laughter

Floodgates finally torn asunder
unleashing torrential enlightenment

What's it like to drown?
Cause all this evidence is suffocating
yet somehow the circumstances
are still open to debate

still sorting out
just how many open wounds it took
before I finally saw you bleed...

STRENGTH
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October 12, 2017
 

Just a thought
the span of a moment
a breath on my lips
and a glimmer on the horizon
past the realm of rational
borderline fantastical

Merely a flash
unworthy of a mention
or the external attention
but I lived a dozen lifetimes
in that ephemeral glance

rewriting roadmaps
marked in scars and regrets
reimagining stolen dreams
lost to degenerate cynics
resurrecting destinies
executed by jealous idols

I left the world
followed an internal intuition
bathed in blood and fire
found a light  beyond
returning now
with a thunderous revelation

Don't blink

RESPECT
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October 4, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

It spun out of an overwhelming darkness
tiny pricks of light foreign to the obsidian sleep
interrupting the familiar doldrums
and beckoning towards the wild unknown

Enter the house of change
first class flight to a knock out
and a dreaded catalyst unannounced
leaving the whole of self perception shattered
echoing the fading strains of requiem

Change breeds choice
floundering fetal forebear
destiny driven deliverance
each one enticing with epiphany
imagined or otherwise

Embrace the moment
feel the scales fall from new eyes
and the decayed flesh peel away
as we are reborn from seeds of defiant hope
revealing Kingdom creatures
and sojourning saints
awakened to the flames of resistance
sett...

NATURAL BEAUTY
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September 26, 2017
 

Not really sure where the disconnect
interrupted the train of thought
en route to the station of intent
or which part of the idea of freedom
is lost in the sea of ancillary static
that echoes in waves of feedback
from this current paradigm
radiating from your reflection

There is no release in this approach
hugging the 'paint by numbers' confines
and the imagined safety
of this predetermined bubble and box
we're not shaped in cookie cutter sets
or preselected outputs
and there's no room for 'one size fits all'

It's not out of malice or devious design
but well meaning isn't synonymous
with being right
we're not asked to present
the prettiest picture
or an unblemished life

We're asked to fol...

DARK NIGHT
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September 15, 2017
Melbourne, United States

Found myself alive at the strangest time
high on the prospect of optimism
surprised by the strength of an identity
only evident in the most recent of memories
and I wonder if all this newfound joy
was always one of the possibilities
if I could have sheltered here
throughout the raging storms

It's funny in a way
the things we allow ourselves to really see
when we pull back from the immediate
focus on the mural as a whole
not the errant brushstroke anxiety

GREENPEACE DAY
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September 9, 2017
 

There's a heaviness in the air
suspended in the morass of uncertainty
and oozing with anxiety
choking on the aftertaste of fear

Shades of paranoia
paint by number propaganda
color every page in outrage
designer product placement
on the heels of an oncoming apocalypse

If you're confused
you're not alone
it just means you're paying attention
and this nonsense
simply does not compute

UNIQUE
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September 3, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

I never really knew what I wanted
if we're truly being honest
walked through our entire existence
in the kind of haze held in reserve
for the sort of oddly desperate
or eagerly blinded

So...yeah
it wasn't even a bit surprising
the day you finally walked out
with a look that eviscerated my defenses
trailing the sadness of 'might've been'
and an echo of footsteps I'll not forget

Never wanted you more than that moment
clarity ever late to the party
dragging honesty in tow
It's clear I didn't love you
not in any way that made sense
and I don't know if I'm relieved
or devastated

ANGEL OF DARKNESS
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August 31, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

Closed my eyes and drifted out to sea
intergalactic hitchhiker floating past
lazily cresting celestial waves
listening as the last strains of 'I Keep a Diary'
fade out and fall away
mingling with the dust and detritus
streaking in passing comet tails
shifting currents and solar flares
bleeding the atmospheric edge
plummeting towards a crimson landscape
existence flashing through firebrands
memory film on repeat
burning in the wreckage
resurrected in the rising steam
last dream of a Martian sunrise
last rites of a life left behind

CREATIVE ILLUSION
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August 9, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

I just wanted to exhale
release this breath too long suspended
caught between the crawling seconds
I felt your eyes discovering every secret
laid bare in the smoldering gaze
igniting unspoken desires deferred

Deflating lungs and escaping air
signal the break-neck return
of time's unrelenting passage
and the dissolution of an undeniable moment
destined to be analyzed ad infinitum

In the midst of awakened epiphany
one thought rings with clarity
in the unfolding knowledge
that upon our awaiting encounter
I might not ever breathe again

NAVIGATION
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August 13, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

Screams and sirens fill the soundscapes
mixed with the staccato pounding
of blood rushing headlong
as eyes go wide in utter disbelief
at the horror unfolding unwinding
in the guise of ideology
old as the hands of time themselves

Paint it any shade you fancy
Supremacist
Nationalist
Antifa
the -ists go on and on
revealing myriad angles
of this shared picture

You're the bastard children of Cain
breathing murder in every word uttered
killing your siblings in selfish indignation
clinging to impotent violence
choking on dry mouthed rage

There is no place for you here
you have been marked
and it's time for you to wander on

DARK NIGHT
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July 25, 2017
Melbourne, United States

Skyfaring sojurners silently swing
circling the azure expanse
searching for signs of solitude
spread out among the fading headstones
still dreaming of suburbia

We sung the dirge
read last rites
mourned the inevitable passing
long before these phantoms
found their new identity
at the head of this black parade

HEADPHONE
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July 20, 2017
Melbourne, United States

Deep breaths and anxious thoughts
crowding and crowing for attention
with every step inching closer down the aisle
and a future filled with unknown hours
primed to unfold and bloom
with a guiding love in play

Still, I Do is akin to jumping off a cliff
with no measure of the depths below
or time to dwell on imaginary scenarios
and learning you both can fly

It's a future being built in the moments
you share...the flames you kindle
with every one a stretching root of life
supporting this newly blossomed
family tree

RETRO LOVE
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July 19, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

Pressed for absolute answers
to the vaguest of questions
spun from a tangled inquiry
only half conceived
and not at all prepared
for the knowledge now bestowed

Poetry is an exorcism
inwardly directed
self inflicted
and the power of the pen
compels these demons
out onto the empty page

MOVEMENT EVERYWHERE
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July 10, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

Book Update:

I'm currently in the process of transcribing the contents of my 3rd poetry collection. The new book will be titled "Fallen Sky, Bought and Sold" and will include the poetry I've written for several different writing challenges between September 2015 and March 2017.

Currently the plan is to have the new book available in early December 2017.

SIMPLICITY DAY
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July 6, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

Listening for the solar frequency
orbiting within primordial airwaves
emitting subliminal pulses
that slither into aural orifices
and whisper tempting appetites
in storied languages long deceased
and vanished from the pages of memory
leaving me all of the clever words
and a loaded melody
with only an empty hall to sing to
and a lonely moon to romance
in the arms of a pregnant night

RACCOON
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July 3, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

   The ink is fading on these pages
   yellowed and curling with ages past
   gathering dust alongside
   countless forgotten tomes
   in this library of the lost
   and I wonder if those words
   will forever go unread
   doomed to a history of silence
   will we ever know the heart
   of these hidden philosophies
   and does he ever get the girl?

HOTEL DES POSTES ALLEGORY
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June 26, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

Fading away out in the distance
last vestige of the familiar escaping
to the backside of the horizon
as we set our course into the unknown
gilded in wild lights and darkest blues
that echo the former life of a shadow
caught too long in the fireplace
and more accustomed to the steady heat
than the icy tendrils of an alien nightfall
where I hold on to the dreams of you
dancing in the summer sun
stolen kisses in a feather rain
and all the whispered promises
of young lovers eloping one afternoon
without a single thought given
to reactionary surprise
more real than midnight fantasy
and we tumble off the edge of the map
to court sirens and devils on the open sea
stretching to the very heart of me
w...

REFRESHING FRUIT
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June 25, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

I wanted all the warmth of the light
without the cost of the cleansing burn
as if there was no work involved
in the art of growth
just wake up one morning at the highest point
with no time ever paid to the climb
...that's how it works right?

I wanted to feel the radiant heat of midday
while firmly planted in the kingdom of midnight
pretending dual citizenship is attainable and encouraged
while the itch of conscience tickles my soul
and offers only definitive choice
one path or the other
so very Robert Frost

I want all the rewards of a life well lived
still learning to count the cost of getting there
still learning to trust the burn

BRIGHT FLOWER
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June 18, 2017
Fort Mill, United States

There was darkness here...which is a lot like saying it's wet in the water...but there was darkness that covered the landscape and it was comfortable and familiar...even sort of safe in a weird aspect but it wasn't satisfying...something just kept me restless...roaming..always roaming...and a tiny flicker caught my eye off in the distance...almost imperceptible...but I had to know...had to see this strange phenomenon that pulled me ever closer...a shimmering flame suspended in a beckoning dance...stinging the eyes with a blinding bright...curiousity compels me to reach out...fingers closing around the fiery tongue...to extinguish?...no, to capture...to feel the warmth...and it burned..oh it b...

KEEP RUNNING
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June 10, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

Seems like we're always at that part
where the record skips
unable to hear the entirety
stuck on an unintended groove
that captures only the dying strains
of a moody piano chord
lost in the crackle and pop
like every conversation we never had
or mistaken for tears in a thunderstorm
that wouldn't be noticed
missing in minor keys
we are the underwhelming ghosts
of all these half imagined dreams
walk on past without concern
we're only bleeding in step and time
last request on the hotline
giving you all the nothing
you could ever need

ILLUSION OF DEPTH
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June 5, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

It sort of hung there in the summer air
a favorite refrain lingering
on your salty tongue
and cutting through this swollen night
all that sass dripping like morphine
wrapped in that vocal melody
sliding past your quivering lips
with every ounce of conviction mustered

I memorized every word
wound it back again...and again
rinse and repeat
a last long goodnight
goodbye

It's not a tune on my radio
these days

RESPECT
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June 4, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

I was a fire breather held in legend
igniting southern countryside
with naught but a careless whisper
feigning levity and idle desire
while bathing in immolation
that spreads with every uttered syllable
dancing off the tongue
in clever idioms and hollow platitudes
that pretend to offer righteous fury
and leave nothing but dust and ashes
in their wake

I am the raging inferno you embrace
the self-damning prophecy
you claim as infallible directive

I am the undeniable blaze
and there is no space safe
from this misguided malaise

HAND IN HAND
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June 3, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

Tendrils of silver smoke
spiral skyward
stretching in supplication
towards ethereal spirits
that roam these haunting hours
she walks along this mortal plane
completely unhindered by convention
and radiating sultry confidence
attracting undeserving acolytes
looking to bathe in the flame of desire
finding only the ice of disdain
she simply laughs and fades out
disappearing in the waning twilight
fabled princess of midnight

DARK NIGHT
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May 25, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

We make all these bold proclamations
grand statements with dramatic exposition
predicated on an idealistic notion
of some higher evolution unfolding within
and yet the evidence of our advancement
is strangely undefined
or even completely absent

We somehow still revel in destruction
with dreams of malice and malignant intent
aimed at anyone we deem unworthy
or guilty of the crime of difference
we're the same killers we've always been
enraptured by annihilation
and exhaling this callous disease

Hear these words in earnest
not as fatalistic cynicism
more like empirical observation
and an undying challenge
We were built for more than this
We can truly rise up out of these depths
Burn so brigh...

FREEDOM FOR EVERYONE
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May 21, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

What did it all mean to you?
when there was nothing to hide behind
no veil to mask the machinations of a misbegotten wizard
or the misdirection of street walking charlatan

When all the world was laid completely bare
naked in the unforgiving sunlight
burning away every last vestige of pretense
what were the thoughts that captured your mind?

Did you even think at all?

Because the stake is completely ablaze
and my flesh is beginning to melt
but even there amidst the screams of the dying
and the seething hatred of the zealots
I find myself incapable of escaping a singular thought

What did it all mean to you?

JAGUAR
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May 18, 2017
West Melbourne, United States

We discovered life beyond the wheel
and took a chance on love in a mind riot
without a second thought given pause
even in the midst of black days
and blacker rain
refusing to be outshined by memories
of slaves and bulldozers en masse
and recovering the lost artifacts
buried on the 4th of July
that recall forgotten birth rituals
and an inevitable hunger strike

We never really thought
it might be over soon
an ending just like suicide
and a falling blackhole sun
You were the highway
and now our euphoria morning
with a hope to carry on

Say hello to Heaven for us
and reach down every once in awhile
we'll be here braving this room
a thousand years wide
drinking holy water
and searching for that a...

CASSETTES
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May 15, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

Stranger dreams unfold at length
riding the swell of the even tide
afloat on the collective hopes
of a tired nation
gasping for shallow breaths
in the crashing surf
trying to remain upright
amidst the oncoming waves

It felt alive and electric
climbing up onto the beach
laying there panting
while the water races outlines
angels in the sand

A welcome warmth spreads through
radiating through exhausted limbs
dripping dry in the disappearing sun
as an anthem sighs
a body unwinds
and unravels in a slow decline
waiting for the recoil
in the ever open arms of nightfall

THE SKY ISN'T THE LIMIT
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May 1, 2017
Palm Bay, United States

It's often a dragging knife's edge
the clarity of hindsight
exposing all the ragged wounds
still dripping in the wreckage
of what was once a friendship
now spread for examination
beneath the coroner's unforgiving light
that searches out the truth of the demise
without an ounce of compassion
or any telltale sign of remorse

DOA was hardly a surprising outcome
we were walking corpses
long before the ship disappeared
beneath the surface
without a trace of innocence
or a back missing a blade

The curtain has been called
nothing left for us here
but the song of a phantom
and the promise of forgotten graves

READY TO SLEEP
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April 15, 2017
Kenner, United States

There wasn't supposed to be a light
no dancing flame or shining sun
no radiating glow or lunar reflection
nothing but the swollen pride of death
and the insatiable hunger of the grave

darkness, it seemed, had finally won

...and there was night...and then morning...the third day...

It started out so subtly
nearly imperceptibly
tempo rising to a thundering roar
striking fear in the hearts
of Roman watchmen
as the tombstone failed to remain
and rolled aside

There wasn't supposed to be a light
but He would not be contained
and we knew now it was far from over
guided by this light that never goes out
and the newfound hope in resurrection  

PEACOCK
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