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DISCLAIMER#1 (OR HOW TO WRITE A NOVEL) :iconevil-nj:Evil-Nj 113 15
Literature
Rewind.
freeze frame.
Everything is upside down;
an ocean down below.
and sky becomes
reach out from above
thin moss covered arms
Spindly branches like
"scitoibitna no
egac a ni
gip a"
counter clockwise.
The car spins around
The pit in my
stomach expands below
in to the valley's
monstrous green gape.
"evitcudorp erom dna reihtlaeh
, rettif"
My scalp digs in
to the headrest behind.
"mlac (ssenkaew ta hgual
ot ytiliba eht) tihs
retniw nezorf
otni nevird s'taht
kcits a ot deit
tac a ekil"
Back arches forward,
towards the steering wheel,
to the little patch
of a
damp
dark red.
"citnarf dna ytpme
regnol on
avilas htiw sessik llits
mlif doog a ta seirc llits
yromem doog a"
Sudden jerk from behind
sends me
crashing into steering wheel.
Eyes and ears blinded,
nose crushed,
taste of iron
on my tongue,
and broken teeth
rattle
in my mouth.
Car rises up
sails backward
through the air;
wheels roll clockwise
and the voice
from the radio
says,
"(taes kcab ni depparts
ybab fo tohs)
tew eht ni pirg
taht serit
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A Letter. :iconevil-nj:Evil-Nj 8 9
Literature
Walking Home.
I was walking down the station road,
and I saw a kite-string in the dirt.
Discard, unwanted- "Sort of like me,"
I thought and picked it up. I could
see the boy who'd lost a kite to
another.
"It must be all the drugs." I said
and threw the kite string away and
started walking again.
Further down, I saw a dirty poster
torn from the compound wall.
A fat lady on it, smiling what she
thought was a sexy smile.
Lots of cleavage and a little stache
crowning her lips.
"Fuck!" I said and tossed it aside.
Neither the fatness nor the failed
sexy smile bothered me. But the
stache was where I drew the line.
Even further down the road,
very conveniently placed to get my
attention, was a notebook. It was
probably tossed aside by someone
who I thought had better things
to do than write.
So I picked it up and wrote this
poem in it. On reading it again
I thought, "This is crap! I should
stop picking up so much rubbish
on my way back home!"
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It's the goddamn Batman. by Evil-Nj It's the goddamn Batman. :iconevil-nj:Evil-Nj 0 1
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The Trip. :iconevil-nj:Evil-Nj 4 16
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A Snake and an albatross. :iconevil-nj:Evil-Nj 2 9
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i. The Bartender :iconevil-nj:Evil-Nj 8 8
Literature
Prohibition era blues.
At roller-coaster peak: gyre-end.
Serpentine-rattle of "R.S.V.P." Jenga-block constructs;
31 characters left.
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Literature
Amon loves Oskar.
Drummed down heartbeat eyes,
Panoramic-expanding cresting
air between quaking lungs
and flickering breasts.
Ebb-flow slake of spring blue
and salty snowflake froth on tongue's end.
Blue-red breath in hummingbird flutter.
Ahead, crow-black eyes behind
salty moist inches of plastic-glass.
Talking in tongues unlike
colored leaders of shopping-cart nations,
or starry-eyed canons after
outsourced dreams in Limbo grounds.
Hated cocktail in one and-
Export tobacco smoke in other,
away from drunken strumming
and reedy-voiced songs.
Plots of mutual drinks and
Black sheep rendezvous; heart
blurts a weak-willed engine sputter,
and iceberg hit in stomach's pit.
Penile speech from effeminate lips
Synapses firing gyrating ex-why
pulses in an ex-ex-head.
Brings heart's ripples to a surreal stop
and start unnoticed like
traffic signals counting down in between
night and day- routine.
Seconds like water in cupped-hands
stolen from marathon minutes.
Light retinal echo remains;
unfading scar on heart and
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Literature
A Valentine's Day Funeral
She holds the mic with
a little too much young love-
worn proudly in mascara tears.
Eulogy delivered with scripted
quivers and intonations, she hugs
remnant memories of her silver-
haired lover left in legal papers.
As he lowers the coffin lid,
He sees his father's back
through childlike eyes,
disappearing behind closing
doors; the outer-light reduced
To a thin blade that leaves
A sliver of hope in his eyes-
Want for his father to turn around
Wearing a smile signaling
A return of Spring-days.
But the door had slammed shut,
Damp footfalls had faded away,
And he had walked away.
Like father, like son- he turns
around and walks away from
Dear dad.
Killer crocs cry and soon
wade around- belly full. Crying
relatives fill the seats.
Where are the crocs?
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Literature
Fool in Love with You
Breath held close to the chest-
A soft numbness.
The ringing of the steady tick
in his ears- he waits.
Phone sits solemnly still-
It daren't speak or,
God forbid, yell- and
Ask him to stop waiting.
He wearily pours tired adorations
On his muse. The phone sits still,
And the clock still ticks,
And he waits.
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Village Valentine :iconevil-nj:Evil-Nj 19 15
Literature
Hope.
I do not need it-
Not the unabridged version
The Cliff's Notes will do.
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Literature
Three Little Gummi Bears
Three gummi bears stood in a park and then, one died. They cloned his body.
He's now being sold in packs all over the world. We eat his carcass. Yum yum.
The second gummi bear- he decided to do ads. He was eaten by the munchie ridden director.
Poor dum dum.
The third gummi bear was all alone so he jumped into the nearby river. I found the third
gummi bear today and I ate him. You were so yum yum, dum dum.
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Literature
2:47 - 3:03AM
The lone straggling buses and cars whose day begins when the others' comes to a close ramble on in a state that lies somewhere between sleep and conscious wakefulness. They drone on, unfettered by the non-existent traffic, speeding along in their routine paths- straying a little when that reluctant part of the drivers' brains decides that they should go to sleep- despite being hopped up on enough caffeine and nicotine to keep the entire city awake. And then, there are those otherwise silent vehicles that break out suddenly in chaotic honks as the drivers swerve away- heart racing in momentary instants of restiveness amidst the usually near-comatose reveries and finally reverting back to idly ambling on. There are also those would-be-asleep one-timers who occasionally wander out, veering past the crazy drug-addled college drivers and try to find their bearings in the transformed city that seemed to have been lurking around waiting for the last seconds of the night to tick by, like a mal
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  • Listening to: Waitin' In School - Ricky Nelson
  • Reading: nothing.
  • Watching: nothing.
  • Playing: nothing.
  • Eating: nothing.
  • Drinking: Water
Been a while since I actually posted anything here, but to anyone who has been following my prose and poetry, I'm moving to a custom domain hosted on Tumblr! sweetjeez.us/

Won't be abandoning this page though. Will probably be using it as a backup, mostly.

Anyway, just a shout-out. Ciao!

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Evil-Nj
NJ Sam
Artist | Student | Literature
India
The name is Sam. NJ Sam. (Ugh! Cliche.)

I be a Literature (English) major with a penchant for being eccentric and I have a very bad memory. I listen to all kinds of music and draw inspiration from it.

I like to pretend that I am anti-social. I have erratic mood-shifts all the time and I love being spontaneous and random.

Current Residence: India
Favourite genre of music: Anything goes
Favourite photographer: Hakkan
Favourite style of art: Digital Painting, Abstract
Operating System: Mac OS X Leopard, Windows Vista
MP3 player of choice: iPod Touch, PSP
Favourite cartoon character: Ed from Ed, Edd n Eddy
Personal Quote: Friendship is like peeing on yourself: everyone can see it, but only you get the warm feeling.
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Happy birthday!
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Thank you for the watch!
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Hi! I wanted to let you know I flash featured you here: [link]

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Thank you so much for the faves :highfive:
Feel free if you would like to add me to your friends list :nod:
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Evil-Nj Featured By Owner May 28, 2011  Student Writer
You're welcome! :D
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