Gary Diamond

Gary Diamond Poems

There's something classically appealing about a good woman
Dressed in different kinds of lingerie.
Some like it so much, they have seperate pieces
For any given day.
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Of all the things we've been given
Whether by God or by evolution (not sure which are we)
It's the ability of thinking, sensible reasoning
That I call
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I don't fear the future.
I know what it holds.
But that doesn't mean it doesn't concern me
Because it does.
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To me, television is a chore.
It is a bore.
It shows half a program, then makes you sift through adverts for more.
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Closing up and clamming up in social situations.
Walking into a party full of unknown faces.
There could be a genius in there.
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Does it make any sense to you to say that the shape of a mans soul
Is not dissimilar to that of a weapon.
Certainly the shape was molded and mutated
But always
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You've seen the funhouse mirrors at the carnivals and fares.
Some make you fat or thin, others short or tall.
Some make you look like you're not even there.
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If you can't get along in this life
Fucking quit.

Because we're all quitting.
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10.

Have you ever felt time stand still and then appear to run forwards and backwards
Simultaneously?
Did you ever see a painting of a tea clipper on the wall
Melt and fade into spinning circles like watching several washing machines
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fairweather friends that'll drift away on the nearest storm.
faces creasing up with laugher amidst uproar.
i used to be a player but playing dried up a year ago.
when you're this difficult to work with no-one wants to know.
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I often feel I say too many bad things
About a planet
That in truth isn't as evil
As my mind's veiled eye seeks to make it.
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i am one quarter of your average deck
i am a social and emotional wreck
on the line; always my neck
as i endure another rubber cheque
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Poetry and optimism are contrary to the human spirit.
The forced-upon thrust-upon festivals merely sap it.
The best forces are the simple, primal lines of nature
Who comes on scene and sense with no furore
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A ritual burning of the past in petrol-soaked rags
Rags that now cannot turn to riches
In any way other than distruction
Of personal property.
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you are a set of unique experiences
they make you what you are.
take one away and watch the others fall to earth.
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I like to think of the cynic as the person who once was optimistic.
And was so optimistic and so let down by it
That it turned around on the fly.
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Those who aren't afraid to die
Those that might welcome it
Aren't quite so lucky.
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19.

I hate most of all the damn bigots
The closed-minded fools
The idiots who have forgotten
How well they have it.
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People admire a good storyteller, even if they can themselves.
Everyone loves your favourite drunken story.
The fighting naked in the street brandishing traffic cones
And so on.
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Gary Diamond Biography

Self-professed laziest poet alive. Works in short bursts of creativity before getting bored and not writing again for months. Hates 90% of poems submitted here, but knows that the ones he most hates are probably the ones people would actually comment on and score highly. Influences are Bukowski, Vonnegut, Burroughs, Burgess, Orwell, all the idiots of the world, all the bad landlords and whatever else. Also a musician, painter and intellectual. Party trick: playing four wine glasses at once.)

The Best Poem Of Gary Diamond

I'D Like To Go And Live In A Madhouse For An Undefined Amount Of Time To See If I Really Took To It, Or If My Image Of It Was Completely Unrealistic And I'D Have To Leave

Above all else
The lessons I learned
Are probably not much more insightful
Than anyone else
(Un) lucky enough
To have walked upon this earth.

The strange thing is though
I seem to empathise more
With the old man on his deathbed
Wisdom and stories aplenty
Than anyone of my age.
You could say
I'm too old for my shoes.

I tiptoe around social graces
I keep my mouth shut for the most part.
I keep my nose clean now as cocaine
Is just far too expensive for day to day use.
Weed is out, too hard to source.
Sticking to the poisonous sauce.

I find it better in bed
With the darkness around me
All the machines
In the house
Switched off
Alone
Maybe a beer or two on the window ledge
It's good to have the choice.

The way of the shut in.
I'd follow it to the letter as
An experiment
If I didn't have to work 35 hours a week
Just to buy the ability
To have any kind of place to live.

I thought about trying to get committed once.
The thought is still appealing.
Lots of drugs to kill off the emotions
No responsibilities
No obligation to do anything
Trained professionals to
Listen to the little malices
And quirks
That have made you a madman
Or just a crackpot or moron.

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