Neon

Neon 

~Miss A

(for no reason)


The night's just daunting 
The neon's just flaunting 
Bright & Bright 
More than the light it shares
Grim $ in the thin
More than the time it highlights
The fades
And the shining
Like of the armor
The shield, which never existed
We're going up, up, up
We're going down, down, down
We're cheerin' up
& then fall to the group
In the city,
Where it's all uncommon
An irony, it takes
To become a part of that common
Pure madness it is
I promise.
Swizzing lights, go woooooooooooh!
Hell there, check on the time
Make sure you watch isn't broke
It's so late; no, we can't get late
The mornin' has it's schedule to take
Where do we work at?
What do we make?
What do we create?
Its just the harp with apostrophe
No sense, you get me?
$ we're going down, down, down
We're going up so high
Don't know what we'd tackle
Is it a truth or a lie?
-Where is my left shoe, hey?
Where the hell we been through, hey!...
For all that I can remember
Are the neon lights
Bright $ Bright
Gettin' brighter
As we roared the city main streets
Half known of our consciousness
Flashing symbols in thousand colors
Yet devoured of any attention
But ah! The burger was just booyah!
Running through the catastrophe
All those things that makes us young.
I'm not yet done, done, done
I'm on this run, run, run.
-By the way dear, how have you been?
-I'm sorry I'm asking in between...
-You're this messed up!
-Whatcha ever crosses your mind, you spit!
-Hell, nah!
-But those electric lights are just blowing up!
-Oh! Shut up! You skunk!
-No look, or is it spinning in my mind only?
-Whatcha great topic
-But yes, your way it goes
-As you said so
-Now I am sure, they do.
-Hey, you smell
-The garlic was just so delicious
-Don't you agree?
Gettin' paint and sprayin' on the walls as we go
Through the artifacts of ruined places, y'all know.
Oh! But do not make it obvious, that you did so
Let's get an English set of decorated donuts, you- dough!
-Wait a second, why are you waerin' the bag?
-Didn't we buy the donuts for the paper bag?
-We did?
-Are you that stupid?
-We could've stole that from the garbage can!
-Shit! Why didn't you say so before?
-Anyways! poke another hole
-Or you planni' to be one eyed?
-I'd be okay...
-Just don't act like you've head-grenades
-There's a criminal in all of us
-Oh is it?
-Hell yeah!
Reaaaaaaaaaally? What crimes have you done?
-You have thee donuts  instead of five!
-Don't you ever mess with me
-I'm deadly, ho, ho, ho...
-Hey!
-Let's do anther one!
-Let's paint the city in neon
-Oh! Like Red, Blue, Pink, Green and yellow?
-And I wanna have some black too...
-Show me whatcha got!
-Aren't you lacking in slangs though?
-Hell no, I've got Google y'all!
-Don't dream, I'd be better than you, y'know!
-When was the last time you faced stupidity?
-Hey, I'm a born smart-ass-ness!
-That's what you call dumb-ass-ness!
-Cool way of self complementing! Hehe.
-If I was wearing, I'll gift you one nice flying, my de-ar!
-Aww! I'm not the one who's one foot barefoot y'know!
-Sit down now! I command...
-Why?
-I won't be able to get up y'know!
-I want your one shoe.
-The left one, I'm cold
-It's freezing in here!
-Aww! Guess I would call weather department...
-And tell them to slide the temperature!
-But suppose, just suppose
-If I'd gift you one shoe, 'cause my sugar is so poor
-About me then.... what?
-I'll mercy you then!
-I'll buy you a single shoe from store.
-Oh! From the store where they sell craving worthy pasta next door?
-What do you mean?
-Hell, I knew, you would ditch me!
-You had all of it, all alone
-Goodbye, cheater!
-I'll put a tag of that everywhere
-And make sure everyone knows what you did with me!
-I'm Tarzan, I'll seize of seven bowls of it per week y'know!
I can jump, I can climb, I can reach y'know!
-That's it?
-Oh-Yeah!
-Well, deal!
-For a steamy scavenger
-I can accept that!


-Oh! is it a new day?
-I guess so, for you look like a monkey 
-It must be!
-Weren't we n area 51?
-You you were dancing with the aliens...
-I remember that!
-The one with the long legs was crazy though!
-I tried a heel, and felt as if I was on mountain.
-Wait.
-Why were you wearing a heel?
-Oh! I got jealous of the long leg.
-The perfume was hell dope as well y'know!
-One was just like yours, as well.
-How do you know mine?
-I been stealing 'em y'know!
-So you ate them!
-You better make up for that.
-Oops!
-I guess I have to get going
-You shall move as well.
-It's 9 on clock already!

It's messed up
I'm sure now
Shit!










 













Comments

  1. Atarax5 January 2021 at 23:55

    There are people who do mainstream poetry and then there is you who comes up with a whole new concept/genre of poetry. Bataiye <3

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Miss A Underscore5 January 2021 at 23:58

      Poetry, I'm not sure, if this is accepted in this genre!

      Delete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Brain-dead responses

 Brain-dead responses ~Miss A. Moving on to shut the eyes, waiting for you to close the distance, They say to think of postive things before going to bed,  So I try to hold the image of your face, to hide it like a good story in my memories, And I'm brain-dead, nothing exists, no thoughts, no melodies, just you. Stagnant in my vision as a reason to keep on living, a reason to cherish life, And suddenly I find myself those green forests, hugged by mist, and lakes Potentially cold, and forst biting, but burning in my breath like a born fire. But I feel something irritating, an anxiety, and I look at my palms, shaking,  What is that I am missing, for something was there which I was holding with my all, This place seems like paradise, but instict tells me the moss would eat me up, The strong smell of rotting wood, feels as fresh as the lemon jest, even as I lay down, trying to connect to the soil, I can't rest. What is it, what is it, spins my head, what, where, who; and I fe...
Read more

Giddy

  Giddy ~Miss A I, don't feel nothing and I Know this, is dying inside and games To be played, risky but choices Are to be made, mistakes are desires. Woke up this morning, alone with no Hint of your existence , seems like a  Dire need, but stuck in a maze, for typical Decisions are to be made, delusional Bokeh. Lived in denial, but figured out the Voices chasing my realm, are deemed Karaoke from hell, missing a toe, a  Mistletoe, would swear it always against you. Now, I find myself crushed in the heart, hoping To connect to the, part of the forsaken, but It's futile to call, for the heart you pushed off  The cliff, just pray for disease, until its peace.  How to replicate all the terms, bound with  A ripple, soft but comes back but in fragments, And never yours again, slithering n' shimmering, Makes me giddy, giddy-giddy all day. Do I deserve it, I ask myself often, and none Of my facets said yes, a single time, but to know The truth is like to find a mir...
Read more

A story like that

  A story like that ~Miss A It's been a long time, since I read love stories, Stories, that went like, "He was known for being the most handsome one has seen", "And she was the one who never fell for looks, found it the most unhappening". And whatever that meant to each other, Would dissolve once they catch them eyes.  But oh, did these stories really exist? Or should I write one for the community service? Service from deep within, that catches the gist of the utmost pain, Pain, worst of it's kind, like decaying, Just because of being away, Uncanny, yet in a way that touches. A story where you find pink in pastels, over ivory skin, A demeanor, all lit with it, eyes glittering in mist, And not just her, it's him too, pink and flushed in my story, I pretty much don't like the one sided thing like story. A story set in the month of Avril, hung a little by spring, Spring, a vista portraying summer flowers blooming in the mid breese, Not those fancy dress...
Read more