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~Writ­ings~

• Com­plete list of Poems/Writings Writ­ten by: oddpoet1

  Novem­ber 22, 2009, 11:53

  List­ing of all writ­ing on site

• Cool videos of the week (~Adult Con­tent~) Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

  Novem­ber 21, 2009, 01:58

  You gotta check this out, never tried it, don’t think I will either. Well, it seems if you don’t have an account you can’t view the good stuff… That sucks, …

• Site Map Writ­ten by: oddpoet1

  Novem­ber 21, 2009, 00:44

• Eddie Love Music Writ­ten by: oddpoet1

  Novem­ber 20, 2009, 21:30

• About Me/Contact Me Writ­ten by: oddpoet1

  Novem­ber 20, 2009, 04:04

  Well, I put this off long enough. I always felt it bet­ter to define myself because peo­ple would be only too happy to do it for me. I write. Please do not thi…

  • Older Odd­poet Pic­tures Writ­ten by: oddpoet1

    Novem­ber 21, 2009, 12:29

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    Novem­ber 21, 2009, 11:24

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Writ­ings

• Dark Poetry  (13)
  • Beneath The Wheel Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 19, 2009, 07:23

    I lay prone, dri­ven down by my col­lec­tive sins. I try to cry As I lay tied from my ankles to my thighs. My skin has been flayed from my body and I moan i…

  • Apoc­a­lytic Stew Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 17, 2009, 17:36

    Apoc­a­lyp­tic Stew Phase Shift Crazed Rift Argent Black­ness Cogent Con­fess Vicious dogs Mangy mutts Pinup hogs Vile sluts Some fallen Priests…

  • Cross­roads Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 15, 2009, 06:59

    Screams Demonic Drown­ing out heav­enly choir. Cherubs Laugh­ing Crea­tures of despair Singing Armed only with smirk and pain. I sit and wai…

  • Here there be Demons Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 8, 2009, 05:55

    It was a rick­ety old thing… The train that is… Filled with busted dreams And Salty tears And face­less peo­ple Who no longer cared There …

  • ORIGINAL SIN Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 30, 2009, 16:09

    WAS I THE LAMB WHO STRAYED FROM THE FOLD? WITH BLEEDING HEART BEATING SYNCOPATED RHAPSODY BLIND TO THE TENEMENT CITADEL THAT LIES WITHIN YOUR FALSE H…

  • Malt Shop Blues Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 29, 2009, 21:06

    Face dam­age actresses Crip­pled dancers Cas­trated Lothar­ios Mute ora­tors Were all there I was a spe­cial guest You see I had the Blues And th…

  • Alighieri Revisted Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 27, 2009, 03:51

    Human­ity threw a party And I was invited A Suit told me “Come to the cen­ter” “With all the pretty peo­ple” His capped bleached smile Screamed lies …

  • Dark­ness Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 24, 2009, 12:48

  • The Chrysalis Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 22, 2009, 16:02

    Poem deal­ing with lonliness

  • Apple Scented Mad­ness Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 22, 2009, 08:19

    a look into the mad­ness of the mod­ern world

  • Dance of the Mutants Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 20, 2009, 23:12

    Poem about conformity

  • Devil Wind Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 20, 2009, 20:40

    Plague takes us all

  • The Junk Yard Dog and I Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 20, 2009, 04:04

    Social unrest

• Humor  (6)
  • Odd­poet report­ing live from Afghanistan  Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 29, 2009, 06:35

    So I’m in Afghanistan right? I’m not sure how I got here it’s all kinda fuzzy. I remem­ber pop­ping five Dilau­dids and I woke up on the air­port run­way in …

  • Of Rejec­tion, anatom­i­cally cor­rect Ken dolls and pos­sum penises.  Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 27, 2009, 16:22

    So I get an email say­ing they rejected my poem. They did say it made it up to the last cut. What the fuck am I sup­pose to do with that? It’s like when you …

  • Another failed sui­cide attempt Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 17, 2009, 13:31

    My broth­ers hear the crash and break the door down… Absurdly, I men­tally curse Home Depot and their cheap fuck­ing doors. So there I am with a belt around my…

  • Epis­te­mol­ogy Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 21, 2009, 05:33

    The sci­en­tific method ver­sus the Artist’s view of the world

  • Con­ver­sa­tion with God Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 20, 2009, 23:32

    Poet talks to the almighty

  • The Ori­gin of the Mod­ern Day Wake (Death Party) Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 20, 2009, 21:40

    How the mod­ern day wake was born

• Poetry  (44)
  • Our House Of Horror~para Writ­ten by: Para

    Feb­ru­ary 8, 2010, 13:22

    I’m at a loss as I fall To my knees and scream to what lies beyond The skies What lies beyond the walls Of this house you’ve built for us… I hear …

  • The Ground Upon Which Riots Flare~para Writ­ten by: Para

    Feb­ru­ary 7, 2010, 13:43

    My words and thoughts are sought On the mat­ter But blocked Dis­man­tled by the uni­ver­sal cock Of the mad hat­ter… Block it. Seal the dark­ness from the …

  • Her Love. Her Poet. Her War­rior. ~An Susan/Oddpoet Col­lab~ Writ­ten by: oddpoet1

    Feb­ru­ary 6, 2010, 18:38

    col­lab­wed­die On crisp parch­ment unfolded from within a weath­ered pouch Deliv­ered by an unknown horse­man His words came to her… “I…

  • Silent Death Within The Tomb~para Writ­ten by: Para

    Feb­ru­ary 5, 2010, 22:34

    There are so many suf­fo­cat­ing images On the sec­ond story That they jump for their lives Like glo­ries on fire Flam­ing the sky With the back­drop clouds To …

  • Genocide~Para Writ­ten by: Para

    Feb­ru­ary 5, 2010, 21:18

    Courage was cul­ti­vated Sold and inno­vated Into plas­ti­cized records… Bold to be seen In the sec­tored regions Unseen by the legions of prof­its And scammer…

  • Smile for the Devil Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Feb­ru­ary 4, 2010, 06:17

    Ringed Inside kalei­do­scopic brim­stone A Hierony­mus Bosch Vegas strip Sans tourist Smoth­er­ing vapors of sul­fu­ric mists Tor­tures gasp­ing breath Ya …

  • I climbed a tree Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Feb­ru­ary 4, 2010, 05:42

    I climbed a tree. Think­ing I could see some­thing New Some­thing no one has ever seen. Before Scraped Bleed­ing Sway­ing Pre­car­i­ous death…

  • What Mat­ters To You~para~ Writ­ten by: Para

    Feb­ru­ary 1, 2010, 10:48

    I could Har­ness my heart to your will, Caress your cheek with the tip of my pen, And that would be enough for you Wouldn’t it? To just fol­low you…

  • Release me ~Para~ Writ­ten by: Para

    Feb­ru­ary 1, 2010, 08:00

    My face is blis­tered by the demands The sug­ges­tions to free Cut and cau­ter­ized– They’ve hurt me. Have you not heard me plead­ing For the release…

  • The Worm called Ouroborus Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Jan­u­ary 27, 2010, 07:20

    Doth thy hunger seek redress In Sub­tle Death? Con­sum­ing essence best left for Children’s inno­cence? Wouldst thy shed skin And life for a butterflie…

  • No use for dreams Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Jan­u­ary 27, 2010, 06:54

    Pal­try things Mere wisps Ten­ta­tive ten­drils A swirling mist Of half remem­bered lies … Truth has a harder edge No mis­taken its cut Deep. Blood flows…

  • Mas­sacre ~Para~ Writ­ten by: Para

    Jan­u­ary 26, 2010, 03:10

    They were cut into bloody chunks Just raw hunks of meat and bone With flesh hang­ing in sinewy strands Drip­ping putrid gore… All stacked nice and n…

  • The Soft­ness of Rita Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Jan­u­ary 23, 2010, 11:57

    Tomb­stone grey eyes Gives lie to her fuck me crayon red lips Oval shaped Invit­ing Prac­ticed Her mouth’s Invi­ta­tion pursed expec­tantly Quiv­er­ing tongue…

  • I Remem­ber… Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Jan­u­ary 19, 2010, 14:21

    I remem­ber… When my dreams were real Green screens of manip­u­lated magic Oh, the worlds I con­ceived And the friends I made… Mostly gone now …

  • Keep Ris­ing in Silence ~Para~ Writ­ten by: Para

    Jan­u­ary 18, 2010, 17:56

    Keep ris­ing in silence… Inde­ci­sion With­ers ideal long­ing love After lifetime’s wear and yearn­ing suf­fer­ing Let our vying eclipse Yesterdays …

  • Bub­bles Writ­ten by: oddpoet1

    Jan­u­ary 15, 2010, 14:02

    Bub­bles… How your per­fec­tion mocks me Float­ing on gen­tle cur­rent Adher­ing to immutable laws As king­doms of men rot in dusty tombs Ratios and proportions …

  • Winter’s Revenge (A Para/Oddpoet Col­lab)  Writ­ten by: oddpoet1

    Jan­u­ary 14, 2010, 19:41

    Cold she is Paint­ing death with icy fin­gers A deft scalpel touch Oh vicious heart Wan­ton killer Your caress and breath Hound the liv­ing She puts a …

  • ~Adult~ Oral Sex, who needs it… Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Jan­u­ary 10, 2010, 10:40

    Well, I do. I believe the prob­lem with sex between too many men and woman is that they often have a total lack of under­stand­ing of what each party wants, need…

  • The Cop­ula (a Paracelsa/Jenn & Odd­poet Col­lab) Writ­ten by: oddpoet1

    Jan­u­ary 8, 2010, 19:59

    From lips across val­leys Val­liant nature whis­pers sub­tle fears The ground opens in stun­ning array To cap­ture And devour Each tem­pered fright­ful tear… …

  • Happy New Year, you’re all dead Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Jan­u­ary 1, 2010, 09:55

    God decided to end it for all time and peo­ple were not prepared.

  • The Hour of the Wolf Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 29, 2009, 05:00

    In Mem­ory of J.G. my friend and brother. A vic­tim of the wolf. Sleep eludes me. Sweet obliv­ion not to be. The hour of the Wolf approaches. That…

  • Gol­go­tha Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 26, 2009, 21:02

    Pale and brood­ing Gol­go­tha Built upon Aphrodite’s with­ered flesh Her ancient bones seek­ing suc­cor Scorned, sup­planted in eter­nal rest Loom­ing shad­ows pla…

  • The last Man Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 25, 2009, 09:27

    Floun­der­ing… Like a dead fish. Gaz­ing at deep magic Inside….Out. Pil­lars of lust Smoth­ered Wrapped in cel­lo­phane. Locked to immoral p…

  • Bro­ken Crayons Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 23, 2009, 04:49

    Bro­ken crayons Grasped by Crushed fin­gers Vainly try To stay inside the lines Siz­zling tears Burn The inno­cent Scorch­ing beauty A …

  • Will the Night… Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 19, 2009, 08:46

    Will… the night… Hide you? Or Reveal you? For who you are Will you always hide In shad­ows? Alone A slith­er­ing hema­tol­o­gist Laying…

  • Death is a Woman Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 19, 2009, 08:03

    Cloy­ing smiles Of geno­ci­dal attar Iced moon­beams Braced in creak­ing mist Armed arrows Of monthly Blood penance Find­ing clear ma…

  • Sad Girl Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 13, 2009, 06:20

    I see your hid­den tears Wrapped up in inner con­fu­sion. I see your dreams and fears Awash Aban­doned Amid the cheer of illu­sion. Life assaults you Yet,…

  • The Last Poet #3 Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 12, 2009, 05:04

    My scream painted sin Across the sum­mer sky The world Wob­bled on its axis Paused Held its breath The trees trem­bled Sam­son knelt before me …

  • Silvan’s Retreat Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 12, 2009, 04:33

    As the bright Suns of sum­mer fade And the incan­des­cent greens of sweet Sil­van Fade to brown Sil­van retreats The trees yawn Prepar­ing for sleep …

  • The Scarred Man (The Last Poet #2) Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 11, 2009, 07:38

    I stran­gled the last Wolf It had a curi­ous look on its face When it died “No prob­lem dude, it just Bid­ness” I had become a weapon For her …

  • The Enve­lope Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 2, 2009, 18:32

    I AM SKIN STRETCHED TAUNT I AM EVERYTHING AND NOTHING BLOOD, GUTS, BONE, SINEW AM I MORE THAN THE SUM OF MY PARTS? I AM ENERGY’S SWIRLING DANCE OF E…

  • You Fall Apart Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 1, 2009, 12:08

    I try to hold you In my arms But you Fall apart Dis­in­te­grate Vapor­ize Dema­te­ri­al­ize Spewed grave­yard dust Dis­persed Scat­tered Lost…

  • Gotta Rev­o­lu­tion Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 30, 2009, 18:29

    You fat and sat­is­fied? Is your tro­phy wife hot? Count­ing your money? Can’t count that high? Laugh­ing? FUCK YOU! Are your hench­men evict­ing tha…

  • The last Poet Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 30, 2009, 16:15

    Blinded by tears And mem­ory I stum­ble Over Dead bod­ies The Sun Beg­ging for­give­ness Envelopes Me And tries To warm This cold sou…

  • Jester’s Man­tle Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 29, 2009, 04:31

    I kicked the Jester’s man­tle aside It balled up In a cor­ner I almost laughed At it’s lone­li­ness. Make me laugh! Sorry not tonight Got n…

  • Old Friends Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 28, 2009, 21:57

    Greet­ings old friends. I thought you were lost… A trea­sure, unearthed, cov­ered with grass, dirt and moss. Words that span the decades, they always spok…

  • Muse Writ­ten by: oddpoet1

    Novem­ber 28, 2009, 20:19

    My Muse screams at me Awaken Poet Odd…. Awaken and sing the songs YOU MUST SING! Inces­sant she is! She reveals her­self to me. I clutch a pil­low and cover…

  • No Longer Human Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 26, 2009, 22:30

    I rip off this outer skin of false­ness. I am on all fours sniff­ing the ground for mem­ory lost. I scream gut­tural sounds at the moon­less night. Roll on my bac…

  • Imper­fect Crea­ture Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 26, 2009, 22:07

    I’ve been forged in the white hot heat of pas­sion I’ve been annealed and tem­pered in the fur­nace of Despair I’ve been honed and sharp­ened by teacher Pai…

  • I am a Poet Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 24, 2009, 14:30

    I rage at the incom­pe­tence of my words Another futile attempt to Pierce the caul That fil­ters my dreams Ripped from a woman’s womb Not of a woman born …

  • Child of Apollo Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 24, 2009, 12:11

    I met her. A woman with a child’s eyes Filled with won­der and ques­tions. She danced through the snow Cold could not touch her. Her heart burn­ing passion.…

  • My But­ter­fly Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 22, 2009, 09:46

    A poem about love, nature and beauty

  • I will guard your Dreams Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 21, 2009, 00:00

    Sleep free my lady Let thy trou­bled brow Sooth in safe dream Let the pranc­ing cloud hoofs Of child­ish toys Bring smile And joy And bend your lips In t…

  • Guin­e­vere Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 20, 2009, 11:58

    Poem about a man’s devo­tion to a woman

• Prose  (9)
  • I need sex! I am a des­per­ate Man. Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Jan­u­ary 8, 2010, 19:10

    As you no doubt do not know, I have been through a divorce where­upon I lost my house and every­thing I worked for all my life. That will be the sub­ject of a…

  • ~Adult~ Ex-Lovers… Writ­ten by: oddpoet1

    Jan­u­ary 2, 2010, 06:55

    So I get a text mes­sage from this chick I was fuck­ing a while back. I know, I know I should say a chick I was in love with but the truth demands it’s place. L…

  • So I’m dead…Right? Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 25, 2009, 18:39

    So I’m dead. How do I know? When you die there is this pre-recorded mes­sage that plays in you head. “You might be con­fused at the moment but let us ass…

  • ~Adult~Reaming the Rec­tal Road­way Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 23, 2009, 06:18

    So I am in this Motel room and I have my John­son poised to enter this chick’s ass. She says “I never engaged in this kind of thing before.” Well, I tel…

  • A Con­ver­sa­tion with God Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 15, 2009, 07:12

    “To be or not to be” Any of you dudes out here truly know what ques­tion the Bard asks? Well, not many peo­ple think about mor­tal­ity. Don’t blame them. B…

  • Danc­ing around the edges Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 13, 2009, 06:49

    So I am at the Had­don­field Speed line’s park­ing lot and this chick has my dick in her mouth. I’m wax­ing philo­soph­i­cal watch­ing the social insects scurry to…

  • The Real Fuck­ing News Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 6, 2009, 21:41

    A group demon­strat­ing in front of the United Nations protest­ing the geno­cide in Dar­fur was set upon today by a group of angry New York shop­pers eager to get int…

  • POVERTY in the good old U.S. of A. Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Decem­ber 1, 2009, 14:21

    The Cen­sus bureau defines poverty for a fam­ily of four to be $21,200.00, This, of course, means if you make $21,201.00 you bet­ter not cry poor because you will…

  • Artist…Wherefore art Thou? Writ­ten by: Eddie Mount

    Novem­ber 23, 2009, 21:34

    From the begin­ning, we have col­lec­tively asked. Who are we? More to the point, “Who am I? Let us start, afore­men­tioned query, with my good friend,…

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