Hello Simon by Coleman Bishop

7/27/2019 Hello Simon by Coleman Bishop

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Hello,Simon.

Coleman Bishop


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Hello, Simon.

Coleman Bishop


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Mother & Father of Space

What? Hello magical unknown landSmell the semen in the sheets Wasn't me

who destroyed a future more beautiful than

unknown colors Known about the pious man

above the sky & a great hello was

shared I need you Abandonment is stillwelcome & now the sun is dead Gravity

said farewell Holding breath for a long minute

Sharing secrets with the mother & father

of space Walking on nothing, but tripping over meteors & comets They were cold & small Afrozen stubbed toe I dared not open my mouth to

let my precious air out The door was open

at the end Feces almost escaped Thank the

pious man above the stars for the outhouseI never deserved any of this


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Enriched Carpet

Marion blackberries were therefor me Oh, stale fiber &

wheat Congratulations! You can

make a sandwich The outsidegave the inside a headache

They wish they were better

friends Alas, the impossibleI witnessed the brain explode

Now cerebellum & cerebrum

fibers enriched my carpet So, Iwent & took an Epson salt bath


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Primrose Flower

It's your birthday damn it Do you reallyexpect me to run in the boiling steam

Blind blisters Red skin Bloodshot

eyes Frizzled hair & an annoyingroommate Money is the source of the crazy

This seasons flowers do not flourish what

I am feeling about you & you'll expectstupid noise The truth is that we all hate

this setting We are masters of our own wants

A train used to wake us all at the same timeWhy did the times have to change? What

happened to our train? You woke with a bloodynose & me kneeling with a fist I did notmean to wake you Shhh, go back to sleep

Maybe if you changed your birth date Youcan be happier & I would get you the

Primrose flower The day you start hating me

You will gain winter Solemn diesI will drink my first wine


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5.

Spider Women

Talk to women online with no

intention of meeting them Fat

demons They scream & loveThey shriek & are passionate

They catch the

flies with their eyelids

& suffocate the poor creatures

A stupid death A basementwhere spiders are masters

of their domain Their websare the dog piss on the tree

These women are spiders, but I am not the fly

nor am I a mate Spiders

regulate populations I know these

spiders are regulatingnothing Green guts on

a cement wall My handhas a poison soaking in

Tell me if I am wrong


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6.

I Remember a Few Days From 1999

Violent males paying attention to purple females Cruel children come

out screaming Honest teachers get

spat on The good look above at theworld through sewer drains The

suburbs are inhabited by monsters

A forest has a secret hideout for those who are fed up with grandma

Another weekend that veiled a mind

The horrors gifted sweet dreamsChildren woke up with wrinkles

& a deep depression Liarsthought life was contagious Another glass of milk on the desk A suicide

note with purple hearts & lipstick kisses The note read that she read

too many billboard signs & looked

at too many sad faces in the carson the highway


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7.

Moose Land

Moose land is a dragged landscapewith hills & trees that laugh

at newcomers Moose land gives the

locals chills Everyday has beautifulfog & silhouettes of lonely people

singing their thoughts Moose land

is not a place for everyone Aninvisible wall plays god &

a dusty record plays mirthful

tunes Moose land has not yet been discovered by the right

people Of the millions of people buried in Mooseland soil Moose land

is lonely & trappedCaged by fishermen

nets Love can be

found in Mooseland In Moose

land there is

no moose Inthe dreams of

the villagerswe see the ghostsOnly in Moose land

can people find happiness

& not be happy


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A Video Cassette I Found in the Attic

A white tailed deer horror story Born in theyear of a dead boar Slow down & let the

light catch up Draw more faces on shoe boxes I

hate all my senses From now on StargazingThinking/Dreaming Destroying/Creating &

Doing nothing are my new senses Hate myfriends Family hates my friends Make a fort

with all the newspaper bundles Rain morphed

the words a little bit Too dark to read Startusing rocks as currency My new nation, but my

government is a tad bit underdeveloped Nonexistent I dug a hole far into the earth &

this is where I will start my first city Mychildhood friend wants to be the sheriff Pig

Academy failure Arrest me I already know that

I will be corrupt Climb out of the hole &

fill it A lake view grand view temple view

story of comedy I wish it was drama A genre toenjoy The man stared at nothing through a

crowd His head blew up The crowd laughed Fin


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10.

Heather is Dead

I like your boxersCome sit with me Lay with

me This distant voice caught

me In an instant I was petrified In an instant I was

in your bed In an instant Idisappointed you Do you

remember the tire swing set?

I fell off & hit my head Iwoke with you crying on my

stomach Your arms rappedunder me Your tears soaked

into my chest The blackberriesgot picked that day I held

the basket You picked We

hid in the miniature rain forest

& ate Our stomachs were

cursing us We lay I am moremature now & she is dead

I sit on the toilet snapping my

fingers hoping for a flame

What if I was

different than thehuman race? Her heart

would not be the same

as mine then I whistle photographs of her

the song of the birds disappeared My walletto comfort friends It never went with the fire Why

seems to help Some days didn't I jump in with the

are like this Unforgettable memory The love

The nosebleed of the would die if I died

earth The world should for her sakeforgive her She tells me

every night how she is

crying & her cheeks hurt All the


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Thunderstorm Girl

The baby smiled as the blood got closer to her Finger painting the walls &

falling asleep on top of the carcass

Tomorrows experiments will stoke thechilds flame A blue fire A loud massacre

of nothing A cremation of imagination A

thunderstorm of life A forgoing rain, but

no floods in her eyes Who cut her fruitfor her? Her eyes said that the core of

the earth was her father & her hands

screamed that the lightning struck her asshe came out of the womb She was

constricted by a human rope No knife to

cut herself loose She was lucky to layin the blood that morning A certain art

it is to have no one & not be lonely She

rather went in the homes of strangers &stole their wine & clothes She cut thenecks of the men who tried anything

forceful She used a steel comb to do the

act The quantum world around her gasped

& she heard


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12.

Your Job is Simple

So who's running the country while Dave Dittell isfucking around in the woods?

he's definitely a total babe! Ironic as in

priesthood?

I just wanna be success. none of the food i ate this week exists in nature.

or will i?

or will i? did you know that your dick can swim?

or will i?

I'm boutta get beer from Rite

AidBe yourself.

or will i? Kick your balls? No kick mine!

Bye


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13.

The Drive From Arcadia to Hear Bad News

When ever I see work tomorrow sad face on twitter I feel like crying

I hear the trains & trucks outside

My back yard makes noises I wish I was part of

I fear that the my brother will be consumed by the sky

I am sick of bread

This screen cannot keep me in, but I shall stay in anyways

I miss my brother already

I wonder if that girl knew that her nipple was sticking out during school

I can't breathe I am running far far away

Does my mother love me?

I want to play Starcraft right now, but I want to write right now, too

Thank you Nick Bon

Thank you Zak Smith

Thank you Eric Herrera

Thank you Raymond Reyes

I will soon be going far far away

The sky is wanting me

Thank you California

Thank you Wisconsin

Thank you Utah

Thank you Arkansas


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Screw you

That mental health clinic my father stayed at

My heart hurts, because of you

I have been jumping off of roofs, because of you

I found cigarettes pleasing, because of you

I'd rather be bitter than happy, because of you

Now I have to try to be happy

That is sad

Netflix, skateboarding, and Starcraft are my way outs now

The laundry is not going to do itself

Caleb, please get out & close my door

Thank you Emergency Essentials warehouse

Thank you diseases & darkness

Thank you quantum & astrophysics

Thank you Neal Degrasse Tyson

I remember sitting in the grass with you on Easter day

I remember laying with you on the couch & the television was not on

I remember feeling forever alone when you went on your lonely walk

I remember peaking in the bathroom keyhole & I found you reading

Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip

The night needs to last longer

Simple things are sometimes hard

I feel like busting a door down


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I am sorry I lied & told you that my real name is Simon

I am sorry that I broke your moms vase at your birthday party

I am sorry I lied to you for a really long time

I am sorry

I am sorry that someone broke your nose, because of me

I am sorry that I spit on you that windy day

I hated feather filled pillows for the longest time

A flu always sprung up on me whenever I slept over at my grandma's house

I am a winter baby

Maybe I shouldn't aspire to be a writer

All my english teachers seemed horrified

All my art teachers hated me

Sometimes I hate rain

I doodled all over my homework

Secret messages are everywhere in my life

I hope to be the first schizophrenic in my family


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You Are Worth It

I hate myeyes I hate my

mouth My ears

Ihate my hands

and feet

I hate my noseI hate my skin

My insides are

disgustingMy soul is undeserved

I love you, though


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I saw a kid cry today

My compact camera is not working

Maybe I should tell her I am sorry


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Winona

Who learns my lesson complete? is the first poemthat I cried to & the day is beautiful

I am so eager to begin my adulthood, but a child

with the thoughts I have does not seem aseccentric My phone is always dead & I am going to

have to accept it Open the damn door! Open the

damn door! I'm hungry & I lay I'm ready to go out& start my day & I lay still I leave midday &

return the next midday The presence that was left

has either changed or stayed the same This is howI want to express myself I want to change as I

grasp your skirts Your nature Your family Your horses Your thoughts Your wives Your newborns Your ghetto world Your music that is everything that I

try to understand I want to express myself throughmusic & life Photography & art I won't always

express myself in these fashions I may just lay in

bed I will go outside in my boxers, stare at the passersby, & go back inside I will salute my wall

Stand still until a new thought comes to mind I

will punish the small children, because I feel power hungry in my own home I can express myself

by going on a walk & falling asleep in someone's backyard I will then try to never wake up I willtry to write the longest poem ever even though no

one will ever read it My english teacher gave me a

D on one of my poems before High school was the bane of education for me I am a cockroach I am not

a unicorn I am a mountain Neal says I am a star Iam the essence of essence I am the girth of a

woman or the mouth of the river I am the howl of

a dog or the curtains of a crack house window If there are even curtains in the first place I am a

cartoon I will never die I am a mosquito I will

always die


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Five Haikus of Future Coleman

You are so worthlessI have laundry to do, sir

Then why do you cry?

I need help. Please help!

The magistrate is not pleased

The officer laughs

Forever, I sit

I wait, I plead. Never a-gain will I see day

This mockery of night is fooling me of time

Some years later I

wake inside a chair

I scream, "I swear I am in-nocent!" Then silence


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Nowhere is Bad Nostalgia

I feel like a car sunk half way in a lake &the door is open

Two unbreathing children are cuddling in the

backseats I used to lay in the backseat pretendingto be sleeping I will lay there even when my

mother pulled into the driveway saying, "alright

take off your shoes in the porch" Now in touch with the lifeless vehicle

I am the lifeless vehicle

The heat was slowly leaving The frosty air was becoming visible & awakening

The days were becoming visible & tiresomeTime is not real, but that did not stopme from

looking at my watch

Who is that looking at me from the church belltower? A coward

A pacifist

Nowhere is found & I hang my flag at the peak

On the flag is a white backgroundMy father's close up face of when he was lookingat me that Easter day

An arrow A pen & paper

& a quote that read: pater etsi non satis liberi

I am a powerful pacifist


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I'll Try To Do It Right This Time

Enjoying something I believeto be horrible I will never do

this thing,

but I will enjoy it

For every cigarette smoked, a genius is born

It is up to the genius to takethe path of virtuosoFor every death of this human species, three infants are born

These infants will be loved, fed, educated,they will learn their life lessons,

they will have friends, girlfriends, jobs, homes,

families, they will be driven to greatness insome sort of way

Or they will die of some sort of sadness

If a child ruled a nation War & hormonesDeath by laughter Slaughtered with crybaby tears

Speed texting will be in the next OlympicsFor every homosexual committing suicide, another

post on Tumblr

Give me a reason to give up

Once I start seeing movies being filmed directlyin space Computer-generated imagery is in the

past

I may then be happily giving up


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James the Whale

Hey dad!I am not your dad

Your father died when I was thirteen

I became more important to you thenA father figure your big brother

You kids have been swallowed by the suicide whaleSuicide whale?

Yes, the suicide whale

You are in a dark & depressing stomachCan't help, but feel anger and sadness

The smell is also indeed terribleThis is where dad was consumedHis skin melted from the stomach acids

His body burned like tattering happinessA soul so sad devoured by choice & love

The whale found its way in my room

Your room Your room Your room & Your roomWe were potential plankton for years

The suicide whale disappearedWe became accepting fisherman

Oh, Herman MelvilleWe went on for the rest of our lifeto hunt the suicide whale that ate

our father

The whale shall be namedJames


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