deathwish

deathwish

A Poem by joshua deathdealer
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01/2012

"
When
stained window panes 
light crumbling hallways
stretched down to a sad
synthesized resemblance
of myself

When
smoke clings to the already
sweltering and hanging air
that hangs like dust,
choking fragile lungs and
killing hearts
 
When
I awake to reality, beset 
with oxygen tank futures 
and chemotherapy, surrounded 
by generations that don't 
understand me

When 
death walks hand in hand
with what remains of my
depleted resources and
inanimate dreams, agonized 
by grief 

When
flies surround my decaying body
and fallen angels search this
plane frantically for my soul,
will I still reach for the tobacco
and for the green

probably so


© 2012 joshua deathdealer


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You got this across realy well. My mum died when I was ten, her heavy smoking killed her. You'd think I would have stayed well away from nicotine, but I guess as a child breathing in the stuff I was probably already addicted. Unlike alcohol and drugs, nicotine is slightly more socially acceptable, and a nicotine addict as less chance of a recovery, because the rock bottom they have to hit is usually only when it is destroying their health. Whereas drugs and alcohol take some to prisons and other dark places and perhaps the consequences are more of an incentive to recovery. Nicotine is a subtle killer in many ways. Thanks. (sight) (I hate it when I get on my soap box...sorry.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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I'll take the smoke but pass the green. Cup of black for preference. One Hell of a poem. Marvelously dark, but with that special warmth and light that darkness must have to be seen properly. Great job. And the Camel suits it perfectly.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Its nice joshua...even though i dont see it as a celebration of death...but i can see it is an innermost reflection of our perception of death.. Well written :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


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A nice, well rounded treatment of death in all its glory.....nice because you tip toe around death's frontiers, which makes this piece all the more powerful and teasing.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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I really enjoyed this. It was written in a beautifully dark sense. Then I reached the bottom and it made me chuckle a bit. I've never smoked before and I don't plant to, but I hear it's quite the addiction.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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This is a great write Joshua I would have to say the best I read from ya... for that you can share some Candied Corn with Rene ;)

Posted 12 Years Ago


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This is brilliant Josh, always love your wording so much! you are one of the bests who can explain some subjects others run for... Excellent job, xx

Posted 12 Years Ago


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i admire all of your work, i really like this one,

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Ah the evil cancer stick, here in the city we click them "Bones" a tough habit to kick, trust me I know, been battling the war since 19, great write, love the visuals.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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haha!!! great write Josh!! I love your free verses the best... you have a great way of getting the message across... well done!!

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Good write. Though tobacco is bad for people, yet they do it anyway.....That would be a terrible reality...but then again that is a drug...they are all powerful. I loved the message. Great imagery too. I loved it. Thanks for sharing.

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Added on January 25, 2012
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Casket City, FL



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