Inert Velocity

Transcription Beta (low confidence) “Hey you, Apologies for taking so long to return your call, I’ve been lost in America, MIA. I haven’t been able to think clearly, although maybe I’ve been thinking too clearly and that’s the problem, after all clarity is a matter of perspective. Thank goodness for humor, almost everything is funny……

Forgotten

Let self-respect and amour-propre Turn my ceaseless cries into whispers, Until my heart is cleansed of your poison And you remain only in the basement of my memory. Because at the risk of claiming talent I do not have, I recognise that my words give you more power Than you have the right to claim,…

Blood on a page

Over the years, I stripped the collective ‘we’ that’s love, and replaced it with an egotistical, selfish, stupid, ‘I’, and if words could kill, I’ve spewed syllables like knives, cutting your core, and breaking you time and again. And then with a heart coated with guilt like rust, slowly corroding, eating me alive, I’ve returned…

Pavement

I sit on the ledge staring down At the lights of the billboards Of women in fancy lingerie, The cars driving steadily past Like they’re on a production line, Their driver lulled into A false sense of conditional security By the pantomime life society has encaged us in. And I sit here, feeling so real…

Swing Set

The wind brushes my arm sweetly As I walk through the mulch, I hear the laughter of children linger Even though the park is empty now. I sit down on one of the worn down swings, Grip the chains until they leave indents, And then I lean back until I feel weightless, Before sitting up…

Call for Submissions

Hello! So we’re looking to spice things up on Mafia a bit. How can you help? Well, I’m glad you asked our lovely reader. We’ve recently opened up slots for you to be part of our collective. You can do this either by applying to become a general contributor or, if you prefer, post once…

No Reason

Sometimes life leaves Just as quickly as it came On a day just the same As any other But monumentally different Because this is the one That’s going to haunt you Until your dying breath. And there’s no reason, But he searches for one anyways, Because what’s the fucking point Of living this life as…