Here's how this works:

Someone will create a topic, and we'll come up with an improv poem(off the top of our head) to go with it. sad, melancholy, ironic, or funny. doesn't matter. just has to be a poem.
i'll start:

lying

Behind the smile

behind the smile, the laugh, the grin
theres the real face of that girl
she takes off her mask when she gets home
places it on her nightstand, and becomes real again
her mask says shes supportive to everyone
but shes lying to herself, while her mask is eating away
her mask says "yes" when she says "no"
her mask is bubbly and happy
but she is sad and full of dread
her mask is clinging on to her, starving for someone to change, someone to kill
everyday shes lying to herself, and everynight she is herself
until everything is changed and it is welded, she will be lying
to everyone, including herself

wow, that was stupid, but i couldnt think of anything, just at the top of my head.

next: partying

next topic: the secret lives of pets

Disguises and lies
the basis of plays
dishonesty is fun
and really entertains

trickery and maybes
imagination at its best
if i pretend and change
their blindness will pass the test

Actors in costumes
colors and echoes galore
mascarades of other beings
will that make them like us more?

Another World

In the corner of the room, In the corner of my mind,
I am never really where I am supposed to be.
At ungodly hours, my mind seems to drift in and out of succession,
But I find myself wandering in the most exotic of places.
Sometimes I am conquering my fear at the highest mountain peaks,
Sometimes I am out on the prarie, feeding my will to survive.
Sometimes, I'm just in your arms,
Sometimes.... Sometimes.... Sometimes,
Just sometimes I'm in another world.

Next topic: Plays

Next Topic: another world/dimension

Thrills bring chills
As I look up to its fiery eyes
Swirls of fury and hatred reside
Like a flower I wilt in its grasp
I see myself shrinking
As my helpless feelings start thinking
Its black shadow effortlessly covers me
I find myself shaking
My once courageous heart is breaking
The monster grows and growls
And I wonder how long I'll survive
Tonight I'll desperately pray and hide
As the monster burns what's mine.

WILLS

I push through the pain,
For I see the end result,
There are days when I want to give up,
But I don't because of my will to see this through,
I can't give up, I don't want to give up,
I wont because I am the first,
I am the first because of my strong will.

Next topic: Fear

Silence.
Motions of a gun
An inexistential one
Hearing without ears
A gunshot of powder
A man in black and white falling.
Falling.
Falling.
An overdramatic motion
Of an inexistential death.
It goes on
More guns
More silent sounds
More men in black and white
Till Finally
One remains
The lone Mime.
The one without a single missing wound.

Next Subject: Wills

Leftovers

Heart pounding, beating, wrists like ice.
Electric fear surging through every vein,
She flails in desperation, frantic,
Dark rolling surf of muscle and saliva.
Forcing her back, throwing her, swallowing.
Yet she grabs a knot in the dark, a cord beneath gum,
And holds, a moment from death
The screams of the ones lucky enough to be swallowed whole
Deafened by those unfortunate enough to be ground down by
Sharp, marble, white, columns.
And as she holds,
A space between immense knives and a searching sea-serpent tongue,
An opportunity provides itself, and through a gap she leaps,
No time to think of the chances of surviving the fall from the immense maw,
Or the chances of even making it out before being snagged
And speared by colossal bone razors.
Either would do, and a jump is a shot in the dark, and death is every alternative,
So she flies.
By some great mystery sails past gums distracted by other prey,
Between teeth concerned with the death of smaller things,
And like a stone falls to the ground,
Though it is a rapturous fall, slow and lurid,
To the spot she lands on the ground in pain,
Breath gone
Bones cracked
Fear echoing forever
She takes a moment of desperate reassurance alongside that fear
To know she has been lucky,
That she has escaped,
That the terrible creature thunders into the crowds of fleeing people far off,
To know that she is a leftover, and lives to see another day.


Next Topic: Mime gang wars

SUBWAYS..tation Featuring Old Man John :]

At the subway station, discoveries are made
People are crowded, music is played.
Hear the delightful rhythm of bucket-drums
Played by Old Man John, for any that come.

A dingy old hat rests at the player's feet,
He's playing for money and a bite to eat.
Singing his heart out to the bucket's thud,
He could make use of any soap sud.

"Man, you're smelly", you guffaw and sneer
But soon realize that payback is near.
With the subway that is soon to pass by your face,
There is sure to be wind that follows with grace.

A whiff of that odor can make you vomit,
Oh here- it approaches, fast as a comet!
Too slow to pinch your nose or prepare,
You inhale the ever so fragrant subway air..

At the subway station, lessons are taught
Insult an entertainer, you will be caught
Dont chuckle so hard, just wait for your ride
Cuz 'Essence of Subway' is on Ol John's side.

next: Leftovers

RIPPLES IN THE WATER

I stand on the edge of a prestine lake out in the beautiful woods,
I drag my foot across the soil covered leaves and grass uncovering a smooth rockm
Picking it up and running it through my hands,
I lift my arm to throw,
And out it flows causing ripples in the water.

Next topic: subways

broken mirror

the glass is on the floor
my knuckles are sore
they are bleeding
and everyone is receeding
the mirror is cracked through
my reflection is disfigured too.
I meant to punch the wall,
but ended up punching the mirror in the hall.


next topic: ripples in the water.

Expensive Jewelry:

Trinket, slink it
sport the bling
I want the bracelet
hell, everything

Buy it steal it
as long as its real, it
doesn't matter at all
just better not be small

Largess and largeness
the ice, I'll rock this
so cold I shiver
diamonds in my liver

For me alone
for you none
keep it all to myself
share it will no one else

Next topic: Broken mirrors

LAPDANCING

This is something that only perverse people do,
I am sorry if this topic offened you,
I did it for a laugh and a kick in the bucket,
Now we all end upon Nantucket.

Next topic: Expensive Jewelry

Throwing up in front of your parents after a long night of partying.

My head is throbbing and pounding from the hangover I recieved because of last night,
The slap across my face left a pink mark on my cheek,
The blur and noise of my parents arguing at me only makes my head hurt worse,
Oh, only had I not partyed last night.

Next topic: Lapdancing

Ham

Ham is good to eat
for some but not all
in every religion there are rules
and some say ham is unclean
but i say go ahead
pigs, after all, are just that, pigs.

oh jeez that sucked i think, since this is what most ppl are doing, i should write a weird topic too! so here goes: throwing up in front of your parents after a long night partying

Strange Kiss

It came almost like clockwork as if it was meant to happen,
But then I think it shouldn't because he's the little piece of good I'm not supposed to have,
We stare at each other but each time the other hurridly looks away,
Finally, we catch each other's eye and slowly somehow end up together,
I lean in with a swift little peck on the lips and then I lean out to see his expression,
He chuckles and I see in his eyes that he wants this kiss too,
This time we both lean in for the kill,
Our lips touch and this strange kiss begins to unfold,
I'll admit, it was good,
But it's one I'll never tell about.

Next topic: Ham

Teeth

Set in roof of stone
Stalagmites hanging in a cave
Icicles frozen beneath a frozen place
Jagged, hard, and sharp.
Knives in a stomach,
Stab wounds left by a killer
Made by the tools of a hunter
Who sharpens them daily
On a grinding stone almost as hard
As the teeth of the beast itself
Who uses them mercilessly
Candidly, quickly, ferociously
To rip, tear, and maim;
Claim a place in this land
Where power is teeth.
If you have some, you can kill,
How much, it depends.
You can take a razor and slice a ribbon of skin away
Or take a spear and make a gaping hole, aching and dark
And use a machine gun to pump thousands of your mean little teeth
Into the people standing in the darkness
Viciously, unfairly, absolutely effectively
Your teeth shining as you smile in supremacy
Mouth left free of traces of red
Confidently, ridiculously, terribly
So bright you don't see the elephant thunder out of the brush
Impaling you with one of it's teeth
Breaking and penetrating the teeth protecting your lungs
Justifiably, reliably, succinctly.


Next topic: strange kiss

Poems

Need melodrama?
Haiku too short for whining
Write free verse instead.


Technically, that's a senryu, but bite me.

Next topic, teeth

zoo:

I love the zoo.
Its an awful fun place.
Try screaming from it,
with a freaked out face!

nxt topic: poems