David Harth 2011-03-15 David Harth 2011-03-15

The Last Voice

I put the last call in

No one answered

Penned and written

The ink well is dry

Envelope is sealed

Hidden and delivered

Hope is forgotten

Love is all I wanted

You called me

You told me not to die

You were the last voice I heard

11.03.15.16:12:47@550NYC

David Harth 2011-02-25 David Harth 2011-02-25

Now

Sitting there

Next to my nameless friend

Hearing the orchestra perform

Their instruments echoed through the great hall

Three tiers above the ground floor

I think about jumping off

Thoughts enter as they often do

But for yet another reason I don’t

The canyon is free today

Toothless lady behind us waves a flag

Memorable wed woman wears fishnet stockings

Outside rain gently coats the winter streets

I feel so uncomfortable in my chair

I question to myself, “Is it hot in here?”

My head feels warm.

My clothes are uncomfortable

My throat is sore from my medications

These eyes of mine are burning

I’m hungry, yearning for food

Thirsty, for water, for purity

My insides hurt

I have an itch, a tingle

I begin to scratch

The center of my chest

I no longer hear the music

It’s all irrelevant

I can’t see my nameless friend next to me

I scratch this carnivorous itch

I unbutton my shirt

Placing my hand against my skin

Scratching, scratching, scratching

I feel this burning inside

Rough burlap bags on fire

Spools of barbed wire fighting for position

Vultures pecking at my insides

I must scratch my itch

My fingernails dig deeper

I’m making red streaks across my chest

I scratch at my itch

My itch becomes more powerful

I tear at my flesh

And my skin comes off

The philharmonic ignores me

And I avoid them

I dig

I dig out my flesh

I scratch out my flesh

Until I reach bone

I scratch until I come to my sternum

I pick at it, picking off my flesh

This itch

This constant itch

Blood is on my fingers, on my hand

As I scratch I remove more layers

Scratch and dig deeper

Dig a hole into my bone

Snap my bone

Break and crack

My breast bone splinters

Pieces scatter into the undisturbed stale air

I scratch until I can no longer scratch

I pull out my heart, is itching

I scratch and scratch my heart

I scratch this itching heart

My heart is in the palm of my hand

Still beating, I ask,

What do I do now?

11.02.25.17:20:05@550NYC

David Harth 2011-02-24 David Harth 2011-02-24

Forever

18,516,330 + 9,468,000 = 148,938

11.02.24.03:12:33@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2011-02-17 David Harth 2011-02-17

In

No turning back

Not heading towards a heart attack

No way to halt

Not turning into a pillar of salt

No direction given

Not an indication of being forgiven

No signals have been alerted

Not the slightest chance of being deserted

No more poetry worth penning

Not a poison in the world preventing

No military brigade could stop

Not the greatest dive off a cliff drop

No escape from fate

Not going to portray myself with hate

No tension released

Not going down on you to feast

No talking with conversation

Not able to rid of admiration

No possibility to find a way out

Not ever going to be your devout

No more pride holding my head high

Not even death would make this feeling die

Once you’re in, you're in

And when you’re in,

You’re in

11.02.17.18:11:00@NYC

David Harth 2011-02-08 David Harth 2011-02-08

Silently Destroyed

Without warning –

I was attacked

The deadly serpent

Has been stalking me

Watching my every move for the past few months

Watching my comings and goings

Watching my daily routine

She tortured me

She wailed her songs

She lured me with her dance

She punctured my tough skin with her razor sharp teeth

She sucked everything out of me

She removed all of my vital organs

She dug out my heart from its skeletal shell

Without warning –

I was attacked

The serpent came

Quietly and slowly

From behind she crept

Beneath dark winter clouds

While time was passing on the evolutionary clock

I didn’t see it coming

These terrorist tribunals

These tremendous troubles

These explosive endearments

She stole my season

She captured all my reason

She made me commit to love’s treason

Without warning –

I was attacked

Night and day

She ate me alive

And she hijacked my heart

Now I am defeated

And now I am destroyed

11.02.08.01:35:18@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2011-02-02 David Harth 2011-02-02

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2011.02.02.13:29:18@550NYC

David Harth 2011-01-29 David Harth 2011-01-29

Oceans Become Men

We throw ourselves into the ocean

Because we are single men with a noble notion

We flood love upon our defiant muses

As impaled swords leave our hearts with bruises

We have orchids weaved together to make our battle armor

It is our faithful duty to be the romantic charmer

We came forth as warrior poets have risen

Our consciousness confines us into our own prison

We lure you with our poetic harmony in our hymns

And die for you in an instant or give up each of our limbs

We are the ancient guardians of chivalry

And surrender to our heart’s honesty

We are brave enough for any wreckage at sea

Our sensuality is matched with our curiosity

We drown with our voices unheard

Our engagement comes on the third

We stand with dignity without regrets

These departures are only empty threats

We ride fire chariots to the sun

And we pocket the suicidal gun

We follow the searching sparrow

To our very own crucifixion by arrow

We are lost as we mourn

Remembering the very reason, we were born

We are the defenders of truth

The unrivaled hunters who go sleuth

We are angels on patrol

And into our mouth we put coal

We are dreamers who confess

And die lonely deaths

We are ocean men

And we are holy men

We flood you with our love till the very last end

When oceans become men

And men become oceans

11.01.29.02:55:41@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2011-01-27 David Harth 2011-01-27

Robot Whore

Sucking on my thick cock

Always going back for more

Never beating the clock

Robot Whore

I command her to sit and stay

Her clothes I ripped and tore

Without hesitation she did obey

Robot Whore

Sink your throat down on me

Kneel and drop to the floor

Become my sin and my escapee

Robot Whore

Swallowing every last drop

Over and over, she is so sore

She gushes when she’s on top

Robot Whore

Bite marks covering her bare skins

Doing her sloppy to ignore

Big tits forming gigantic twins

Robot Whore

Sinking teeth into flesh

Conflicting emotions at war

Slap her face for being fresh

Robot Whore

She’s compliant and she begs

With rough fucking we hardcore

The slut has no eggs

Robot Whore

Fishnet stockings on her thighs

I fucked, I cursed, I swore

Bulging cock in disguise

Robot Whore

Making me shoot a creamy cum

When I explode, I let out a roar

Multiple convulsions with a hum

Robot Whore

Only a fat thick cock incredibly hard

Missing the she I so greatly adore

Memories of you, I now discard

11.01.27.24:44:56@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2011-01-18 David Harth 2011-01-18

One Brick, Two Brick

One Brick, Two Brick,

Three Brick, Four

Four Brick, Five Brick,

Six Brick, Seven

Seven Brick, Eight Brick,

Nine Brick, Ten

Ten Bricks, Twenty Bricks

Thirty Bricks, Forty

Forty Bricks, Fifty Bricks

One Hundred Bricks tall

11.01.18.15:23:46@550NYC

David Harth 2011-01-17 David Harth 2011-01-17

Once Belonging

There once was a time when I belonged to you

That time is gone, forever gone

You had encompassed my heart

Every beat I had, was a beat for you

But now that you are gone

And I am still here

My heart no longer belongs to you

For that once upon a time

Is forever gone

11.01.17.1519:06@323NYC

David Harth 2011-01-15 David Harth 2011-01-15

When Snow Falls, Clouds Speak

Snow cascades down upon me

Covering my head

Surrounding me toe to knee

In a blanket of white

My wandering mind wonders

Everything seemed so right

The clouds speak to me

Reminders of you

In everything I do and see

I’ll lean way back to kiss the sky

With an arch to heaven

I confess my heart does not lie

My heart says take me

It shouts louder than the cloud’s reach

Stretches further than the vast sea

Beneath these clouds I put my ear

I listen to your untold stories

Your secret whispers are what I hear

Falling frozen crystals bind to me

Each snowflake is encrypted with the same message

They each say you have the key

These speaking clouds gently drift by

I remember the sensational touch of your soft skin

And the delicate twinkle in your eye

Notes fall from the sky for me

Revelations of sweetness and desire

Tales of love and tranquility

In the snowy night I hear your voice

Each passing cloud brings time closer

In the future I know we shall rejoice

This snow around me is waist deep

Collect your dreams at night

Alongside you I wish to sleep

Clouds of yesterday talk to me

Thinking of you each moment I’m alive

Next time I will forever kiss thee

Today and tomorrow, you are missing

From this snowy earth to this cloudy stratosphere

It is you I miss kissing

When the time is right for you and me

Nothing can deny these meeting souls

Everlasting love is what I foresee

So, with a breath of fresh air

Clouds have spoken and snow has fallen

I am your mate and I am your hare

I bid you farewell to you from me

Silently I depart with awakening storms

Know that my heart is yours entirely

11.01.15.03:30:23@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2011-01-07 David Harth 2011-01-07

Losing

Nobody told me that I would lose my pacifier

and nobody told me that I would lose my toy car

I lost my place in line and lost my seat

I lost my papers and lost my ticket

Nobody told me that I would lose my religion

and nobody told me that I would lose my luggage

I lost my way home and lost my puzzle piece

I lost my voice and lost my mix tape

Nobody told me that I would lose my virginity

and nobody told me that I would lose my job

I lost my dog and I lost my cat

I lost my grandmother and I lost my grandfather

Nobody told me that I would lose my apartment

and nobody told me I would lose my gift

I lost my check and lost my fluid

I lost my socks and lost my way

Nobody told me that I would lose my spot reading

and nobody told that I would lose my line drawing

I lost my father and I lost my direction

I lost my thread and lost my cookies

Nobody told me that I would lose my balance

and nobody told me that I would lose my self

I lost my fear and lost my security

I lost my pride and lost my glue

Nobody told me that I would lose my memory

and nobody told me that I would lose my dream

I lost my competition and lost my judgment

I lost my entry and lost my degree

Nobody told me that I would lose my fight

and nobody told me that I would lose my teeth

I lost my invitation and lost my sensation

I lost my position and lost my inspiration

Nobody told me that I would lose my eyesight

and nobody told me that I would lose my hearing

I lost my hope and lost my tears

I lost my drive and lost my time

Nobody told me that I would lose you

and when I lost you,

I lost my heart.

11.01.07.13:00:03@550MadisonNYC

David Harth 2011-01-05 David Harth 2011-01-05

Sinking In Sorrow

I am sinking,

Water up to my neck,

I can’t help my ache.

Wanting you

Like never before,

Never healed.

Never in love.

I am sinking,

Over the rush.

Climbing and tackling,

Taking the journey

Head on.

I am sinking,

Following your steps.

Avoiding the flood.

The drops of pain.

Love is all around.

I’m here,

Always for you.

I am sinking,

My heart is breaking.

An ensemble of

Cloaked mourners gather.

Under dark skies

Bagpipers play.

Drowning out these

Tears of love.

I am sinking,

I’ve written you a love song.

I’ll whisper it in your ear,

As you get lost

In my arms.

I am sinking.

05.07.01.21:56:00@NYC

11.01.05.16:59:21@550NYC

David Harth 2011-01-05 David Harth 2011-01-05

Water Solutions

Too slippery too salty too clear too milky too dark.

Too wet too smooth too hard too bitter too sweet.

Too chemically too thin too fat too cold too hot.

Too airy too thick too green too blue too metal.

Too old too new too silky too grainy too rough.

Too filled too empty too broad too wide too hidden.

Too deep too shallow too yellow too hollow too tainted.

Too fast too slow too much too fluid too damp.

11.01.05.16:37:39@550MadisonNYC

David Harth 2011-01-03 David Harth 2011-01-03

The Beginning Until The End

Even in the beginning

Examiners knew the end was near

It was fate, and fate brought this upon me

There was no revolt

Or revolution

There was no review

Or recognition

Even in the middle

Enthusiasts knew the end was near

It was fate, and fate brought this upon me

There was no comprehension

Or calculation

There was no communism

Or cease

Even in the end

Evolution didn’t reverse

It was fate, and fate brought this early death

11.01.03.16:26:28@550MadisonNYC

David Harth 2010-12-20 David Harth 2010-12-20

Lost In On And On

Soldiers marching forward

Across the battlefield

A monopoly of mines plague these hills

Shoes soaked from a yearlong sweat

Still, we march on

Dark clouds roll in

A thunder cracks and divides sky from ground

The rumble of drums shamble in the distance

Without warning

I’ve become a martyr without asking

Lost

I carry on

10.12.20.15:57:50@550MadisonNYC

David Harth 2010-12-17 David Harth 2010-12-17

What Must Be Done

Demanded from yesterday

An old oak tree wilts atop the hill

Cold winter came upon us

Set forth this bone chill

Decapitated crow scowls

Thin ice cracks below feet

Dead leaves scatter in the wind

Soulless about to defeat

Distant church bells chime

An echo of sadness sweeps across frozen land

Funeral procession marches

Boat across Styx isn’t even manned

Desolate unknown graves blanket us

Alienated from mother’s womb

Hollow wooden coffins contain us

Vacant heart is sealed in a tomb

Damaged bricks form a facade

Footsteps in mud lead nowhere

Failing to see the door ajar

Plummeting into a spiral of despair

Dangerous falling of fate

Home now; empty of life

Sparse and silent of rhythm

Bled from head to toe with knife

Descent into depths of loneliness

Burned by a beloved’s deception

Nailed by foot, nailed by wrist

Born of immaculate conception

Damned wings are delicate

Ground caught daily tears

Soaked earth flourished

New trees sprout for years

2010.12.17.09:42:10@550MadisonNYC

David Harth 2010-12-15 David Harth 2010-12-15

In Honor

Look carefully at the warrior I have become

Loyal, selfless and true

Back and forth, I am not quite through

I appear before your next inhale

I disappear before you exhale

I am the air you breathe

I am the wind that carries you

I elapse time between you

I create history beside you

I am the ground that rattles beneath your feet

I am the battle that rages in your heart

I am your unconscious decision

I will reveal my destruction and courage

My addiction, dedication and strong will

It is my destiny, my passion, my instruction

I am noble, brave, and fearless

I am exiled from your world

Filled with power, I come in death

I defy categorization, gravity, and emotion.

I conquer your heart, and become your love

I protect the innocent

Care for the aged

I spawn the non-existent

Cherish the forgotten

I pass through inanimate objects

Drift above cloudy skies

And in a moment’s time

I am gone without a trace

10.12.15.24:43:11@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2010-12-13 David Harth 2010-12-13

Alone

This is a poem, a note, a letter, a declaration to all those who have been alone.

I want you to know, that I’ve been alone too. I’ve been there. To that darkest region. To that deepest part. To the edge. Where its only you. Where nothing is left.

I want you to know that I’ve been alone. And when you are alone, I am alone with you.

I want you to know, that when you’ve stood on that subway platform, contemplating your slight bend forward. Contemplating if your entire body will spin when the train hits your head or if your body will fall off balance and onto the tracks. Contemplating if its better to jump long before the train reaches you or to jump right when it’s in front of you. Debating if you’ll only get a concussion or if you truly will end it all.

I want you to know, that when you’ve done all the research. When you’ve figured out a way to purchase a gun or to get a hold of a gun. I want you to know, that when you’ve finally reached that point. When you are sitting alone. And only you and a winter cascade or summer breeze encompasses what’s left of your life. When you sit with the gun in your lap and you debate if you’ll pull the trigger of the gun with the barrel in your mouth or aside your temple. I want you to know, that when you are alone at the moment, I’ve been alone with you.

I want you to know, that when you’ve been to the base of a large bridge. When you figured out a pathway to reach the highest point. When you calculated the time it would take to get up on top. When you realized you’d have to wear layers of clothing to make sure you’d be warm enough on top to have a collective thought to jump. I want you to know if you’ve made it to the bridge’s end. And you were looking up. Just about to climb. And you thought nothing was left. No hope, no love, no friends, no enemies. When nothing but water surrounded your echo below. I want you to know that when you are alone at that moment, I’ve been with you.

I want you to know, that when you’ve had a knife near. When you’ve rid yourself of a mobile phone. When you’ve swallowed the car key after you’ve driven yourself out to a remote area. When there was no direction and no exit. When you were about to gorge yourself. So your pain was so vivid you’d hope you’d wake up from the nightmare of life. And at that very moment you pick up and carry on. And walk forever to the nearest hospital to only lie to them why you’ve swallowed a car key. I want you to know, when you are alone then, I am with you. Alone.

I want you to know, that when you’ve been washing your clothes at weeks end and you realized that the gasoline will never come out and you’ll have to buy a new favorite shirt. When you realize it’s not the smartest option to execute your own death in your favorite clothes. When you realize it’s harder to burn oneself alive than most other methods. When you sat alone, covered in gasoline with a match nearby. When all was silent around you but the terrible pain in your heart continued to beat a fateful drum. When you were alone then, I was with you.

I want you to know, that each, method of suicide that you thought of, I probably thought of too. When you are alone, I am alone. And when I am alone, perhaps I’ll get a letter from you. And our bullets will fall like hidden angels to the ground, clanking as they hit the pavement.

10.12.13.12:19:47@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2010-12-07 David Harth 2010-12-07

Opa (Version #6)

The phone was ringing.

I heard it from the other room.

I ran to pick it up.

I thought I'd get it in time.

I only heard it ring four times.

I picked it up.

You weren't there.

10.12.07.15:13:18@550MadisonNYC