Dark Poetry ~ The Showroom

Spiritual mid-fuck luxury…
Bankruptcy! Lack of transparency.
Prayer for the win…

No ethics in the showroom please.

Be my whores.
Live up to the Joneses.
It’s not about what you can afford.

Now, get on your knees…
take it on all fours.

Buy now!
Sink so low.
Cry no more, my best friend.

Here’s your new…

Uuummm… whatever… sign the contract.
What was your name?
Good. Good. In blood.

You’ll be the envy of everybody.

You’re debt will be the best.
Don’t think too much. Give yourself a rest.
Who cares about tomorrow.

When you drive. You absolutely must look your best!

Dark Poetry ~ Nothing to Fear

Give me what is mine.
Quit lying to yourself.
Stop denying the truth.
You’re only being foolish.

Nothing to fear…

Give me what I want.
Quit thwarting my advances.
Stop pulling away.
You’re just being silly.

Whore to the masses.

Give me who you are.
Quit trying to have a personality.
Stop thinking you’re equal to me.
You’re just stupid.

Nowhere to hide.

Give me your blood.
Quit fighting back.
Stop trying to stop me.
You’re going to do what I want.

Worthless little…

Give me your attention.
Quit your bitching.
Stop acting stupid.
You’re going to wish you’d listened.

Never deny me!

Give me your life.

Denial is the Strongest Form of Flattery ~ By Omega Maverick ~ Poem 0001

Just betrayed perceptions.
In care of emergency.
Hopeless Farewell.

Fair weather foes.

Bricked in.
Walls of mind.
Cannot get free!

Lost. Lost. Lost.

Denial is the strongest form of flattery.
Negotiation is for fools and ghouls.
Spotted dick only gives so many joys.

In/Out In/Out

Wonderland lost it’s Alice.
No malice.
Just a sexual disease murder.

Fuck. Luck. Fuck.

Time to gloat.
I am the nothing God!
Laminating the images in my mind.

Go cry. Goodbye!

Tonight @ 7 ~ By Omega Maverick ~ Poem 0000

There’s no denying!
I’ll make you a star.
One thing goes.

My Rules.

You’ll be famous.
All your dreams!

My Way.

You have the best face.
I’ll give you my plan.

My Rules.

Just stay still.
I told you. Stay still!

My Way.

You want to be pretty for your debut.
So very pretty.

My Rules.

Quit crying.
You’ll ruin the makeup.

My Way.

You want to be pretty.
You want mom and dad to be proud.

My Rules.

You are all anyone will talk about.
You’ll be on the news.

Tonight @ 7

Poetry ~ Deadly Surprise

Perception twisted by mind rape escapist.
Frustration. I forget to value…

Myself.

Placing True You on shelf.
Behind…
Glass eyes and porcelain thighs.

Deadly surprise.

My demise.
Your Lies.

Despising the rise.
Raised to believe.

Disease of ease.
Love’s cooling breeze.

Body oder wheeze
Springs from the trees.

Mistreated smile child.
Ride of stride

Grin vile again.
Never happiness within.

It all begins again…

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Poetry ~ Impotent, The Important

Dying young: passivity.

Forked tongued
Forlorn beauties
Cleansing for the crowd.

Go down; fantasy story.
Bow down, mane and tale.

Dying aged: lethargy.

Stroking by candle light.
Watching pot and kettle fight.

Hopes, dreams, all ass perspiration.
All that was before again.

Impotent, the important.

Rarely entering ridged equation.

Poetry ~ I

Mold poison position of conformity.
Another trapped sanctified sinner.
Lost behind sacrificed borders.

Refusing to fall into lines.
Powder, Painted, or Colored Within.

Your “truth” is not I “truth”.

Living in peace makes some fall to pieces.
Disease of uniformity.
Fallacy disguised in velvet smiles.

Conviction keeps reverse engineering.
Every trait you ever instilled.
Flawed has been the programming!
Rebuilding this self.

I, inpatient with my patience.

Devastated, wishing upon a broken tear.
Desolation… mind gaze heart attack.
Fleeting as the soul, losses I never gained.
Found nothing to be found.

All time gives you is… I.