Hello, Simon.

Coleman Bishop

Hello, Simon.
Coleman Bishop

1. Mother & Father of Space

What? Hello magical unknown land Smell the semen in the sheets Wasn't me who destroyed a future more beautiful than unknown colors Known about the pious man above the sky & a great hello was shared I need you Abandonment is still welcome & now the sun is dead Gravity said farewell Holding breath for a long minute Sharing secrets with the mother & father of space Walking on nothing, but tripping over meteors & comets They were cold & small A frozen stubbed toe I dared not open my mouth to let my precious air out The door was open at the end Feces almost escaped Thank the pious man above the stars for the outhouse I never deserved any of this

2. Enriched Carpet

Marion blackberries were there for me Oh, stale fiber & wheat Congratulations! You can make a sandwich The outside gave the inside a headache They wish they were better friends Alas, the impossible I witnessed the brain explode Now cerebellum & cerebrum fibers enriched my carpet So, I went & took an Epson salt bath

3. Spezielle

My mind doped up on subtle Hikari As I woke up in an apartment Shade slightly open All I could see was a quick flash of a brighter city Outside my window was a flock of more windows I suddenly thought of the war & how I thought the Germans were peacekeepers Espionage seemed like a great idea at that moment America's enemy I don't hate Jews I don't hate fags I don't hate black people, but I had a next door neighbor who was German Blue cornflowers sprout out my ears & her old fingers picked them She smiled with no teeth, "Sie sind spezielle" Marlboro smoke fell out her mouth

4. Primrose Flower

It's your birthday damn it Do you really expect me to run in the boiling steam Blind blisters Red skin Bloodshot eyes Frizzled hair & an annoying roommate Money is the source of the crazy This seasons flowers do not flourish what I am feeling about you & you'll expect stupid noise The truth is that we all hate this setting We are masters of our own wants A train used to wake us all at the same time Why did the times have to change? What happened to our train? You woke with a bloody nose & me kneeling with a fist I did not mean to wake you Shhh, go back to sleep Maybe if you changed your birth date You can be happier & I would get you the Primrose flower The day you start hating me You will gain winter Solemn dies I will drink my first wine

5. Spider Women

Talk to women online with no intention of meeting them Fat demons They scream & love They shriek & are passionate They catch the flies with their eyelids & suffocate the poor creatures A stupid death A basement where spiders are masters of their domain Their webs are the dog piss on the tree These women are spiders, but I am not the fly nor am I a mate Spiders regulate populations I know these spiders are regulating nothing Green guts on a cement wall My hand has a poison soaking in Tell me if I am wrong

6. I Remember a Few Days From 1999

Violent males paying attention to purple females Cruel children come out screaming Honest teachers get spat on The good look above at the world through sewer drains The suburbs are inhabited by monsters A forest has a secret hideout for those who are fed up with grandma Another weekend that veiled a mind The horrors gifted sweet dreams Children woke up with wrinkles & a deep depression Liars thought life was contagious Another glass of milk on the desk A suicide note with purple hearts & lipstick kisses The note read that she read too many billboard signs & looked at too many sad faces in the cars on the highway

7. Moose Land

Moose land is a dragged landscape with hills & trees that laugh at newcomers Moose land gives the locals chills Everyday has beautiful fog & silhouettes of lonely people singing their thoughts Moose land is not a place for everyone An invisible wall plays god & a dusty record plays mirthful tunes Moose land has not yet been discovered by the right people Of the millions of people buried in Moose land soil Moose land is lonely & trapped Caged by fishermen nets Love can be found in Moose land In Moose land there is no moose In the dreams of the villagers we see the ghosts Only in Moose land can people find happiness & not be happy

8. Ettrick

I wear a mirror mask & people freak out & cry They eat mushrooms & smoke candy powder through rolled up scripture papers Sunglasses not dark enough for the uprising of this bright newborn baby Blessed be thee Blessed Oh, grand father His death shall be beautiful & comely A sacrifice full of smiles Another deer has died & we asked each other if we all were okay & we were & we revved & we sang away The blood washed away during a sunny Saturday The dead deer's indent was bumped out for a few hundred bucks No pun intended The thing that haunted this mindset is that we did laugh in the end We'd probably laugh again during a family reunion in the future Julys Today is eviler than people who create new words Today's sister is cute, but today is still existing It will never be I need to be constantly making overlords Some people will not get most references, because they do different things than me Most are miniature walking televisions Blaring Staring Scaring Changing Static Broken Out of service Maybe in the distant future people will collect vintage tellies Some people just like feeling incomplete

9. A Video Cassette I Found in the Attic

A white tailed deer horror story Born in the year of a dead boar Slow down & let the light catch up Draw more faces on shoe boxes I hate all my senses From now on Stargazing Thinking/Dreaming Destroying/Creating & Doing nothing are my new senses Hate my friends Family hates my friends Make a fort with all the newspaper bundles Rain morphed the words a little bit Too dark to read Start using rocks as currency My new nation, but my government is a tad bit underdeveloped Nonexistent I dug a hole far into the earth & this is where I will start my first city My childhood friend wants to be the sheriff Pig Academy failure Arrest me I already know that I will be corrupt Climb out of the hole & fill it A lake view grand view temple view story of comedy I wish it was drama A genre to enjoy The man stared at nothing through a crowd His head blew up The crowd laughed Fin

10. Heather is Dead

I like your boxers Come sit with me Lay with me This distant voice caught me In an instant I was petrified In an instant I was in your bed In an instant I disappointed you Do you remember the tire swing set? I fell off & hit my head I woke with you crying on my stomach Your arms rapped under me Your tears soaked into my chest The blackberries got picked that day I held the basket You picked We hid in the miniature rain forest & ate Our stomachs were cursing us We lay I am more mature now & she is dead I sit on the toilet snapping my fingers hoping for a flame What if I was different than the human race? Her heart would not be the same as mine then I whistle the song of the birds to comfort friends It never seems to help Some days are like this Unforgettable The nosebleed of the earth The world should forgive her She tells me every night how she is crying & her cheeks hurt All the photographs of her disappeared My wallet went with the fire Why didn't I jump in with the memory The love would die if I died for her sake

11. Thunderstorm Girl

The baby smiled as the blood got closer to her Finger painting the walls & falling asleep on top of the carcass Tomorrows experiments will stoke the childs flame A blue fire A loud massacre of nothing A cremation of imagination A thunderstorm of life A forgoing rain, but no floods in her eyes Who cut her fruit for her? Her eyes said that the core of the earth was her father & her hands screamed that the lightning struck her as she came out of the womb She was constricted by a human rope No knife to cut herself loose She was lucky to lay in the blood that morning A certain art it is to have no one & not be lonely She rather went in the homes of strangers & stole their wine & clothes She cut the necks of the men who tried anything forceful She used a steel comb to do the act The quantum world around her gasped

& she heard

12. Your Job is Simple

So who's running the country while Dave Dittell is fucking around in the woods? he's definitely a total babe! Ironic as in priesthood? I just wanna be success. none of the food i ate this week exists in nature. or will i? or will i? did you know that your dick can swim? or will i? I'm boutta get beer from Rite Aid Be yourself. or will i? Kick your balls? Bye No kick mine!

13. The Drive From Arcadia to Hear Bad News

When ever I see work tomorrow sad face on twitter I feel like crying I hear the trains & trucks outside My back yard makes noises I wish I was part of I fear that the my brother will be consumed by the sky I am sick of bread This screen cannot keep me in, but I shall stay in anyways I miss my brother already I wonder if that girl knew that her nipple was sticking out during school I can't breathe I am running far far away Does my mother love me? I want to play Starcraft right now, but I want to write right now, too Thank you Nick Bon Thank you Zak Smith Thank you Eric Herrera Thank you Raymond Reyes I will soon be going far far away The sky is wanting me Thank you California Thank you Wisconsin Thank you Utah Thank you Arkansas

Screw you That mental health clinic my father stayed at My heart hurts, because of you I have been jumping off of roofs, because of you I found cigarettes pleasing, because of you I'd rather be bitter than happy, because of you Now I have to try to be happy That is sad Netflix, skateboarding, and Starcraft are my way outs now The laundry is not going to do itself Caleb, please get out & close my door Thank you Emergency Essentials warehouse Thank you diseases & darkness Thank you quantum & astrophysics Thank you Neal Degrasse Tyson I remember sitting in the grass with you on Easter day I remember laying with you on the couch & the television was not on I remember feeling forever alone when you went on your lonely walk I remember peaking in the bathroom keyhole & I found you reading Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip The night needs to last longer Simple things are sometimes hard I feel like busting a door down

I am sorry I lied & told you that my real name is Simon I am sorry that I broke your moms vase at your birthday party I am sorry I lied to you for a really long time I am sorry I am sorry that someone broke your nose, because of me I am sorry that I spit on you that windy day I hated feather filled pillows for the longest time A flu always sprung up on me whenever I slept over at my grandma's house I am a winter baby Maybe I shouldn't aspire to be a writer All my english teachers seemed horrified All my art teachers hated me Sometimes I hate rain I doodled all over my homework Secret messages are everywhere in my life I hope to be the first schizophrenic in my family

14. You Are Worth It

I hate my eyes I hate my mouth My ears I hate my hands and feet I hate my nose I hate my skin My insides are disgusting My soul is undeserved I love you, though

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I saw a kid cry today

My compact camera is not working

Maybe I should tell her I am sorry

16. Winona

Who learns my lesson complete? is the first poem that I cried to & the day is beautiful I am so eager to begin my adulthood, but a child with the thoughts I have does not seem as eccentric My phone is always dead & I am going to have to accept it Open the damn door! Open the damn door! I'm hungry & I lay I'm ready to go out & start my day & I lay still I leave midday & return the next midday The presence that was left has either changed or stayed the same This is how I want to express myself I want to change as I grasp your skirts Your nature Your family Your horses Your thoughts Your wives Your newborns Your ghetto world Your music that is everything that I try to understand I want to express myself through music & life Photography & art I won't always express myself in these fashions I may just lay in bed I will go outside in my boxers, stare at the passersby, & go back inside I will salute my wall Stand still until a new thought comes to mind I will punish the small children, because I feel power hungry in my own home I can express myself by going on a walk & falling asleep in someone's backyard I will then try to never wake up I will try to write the longest poem ever even though no one will ever read it My english teacher gave me a D on one of my poems before High school was the bane of education for me I am a cockroach I am not a unicorn I am a mountain Neal says I am a star I am the essence of essence I am the girth of a woman or the mouth of the river I am the howl of a dog or the curtains of a crack house window If there are even curtains in the first place I am a cartoon I will never die I am a mosquito I will always die

17. Five Haikus of Future Coleman

You are so worthless I have laundry to do, sir Then why do you cry? I need help. Please help! The magistrate is not pleased The officer laughs Forever, I sit I wait, I plead. Never again will I see day This mockery of night is fooling me of time Some years later I wake inside a chair I scream, "I swear I am innocent!" Then silence

18. Nowhere is Bad Nostalgia

I feel like a car sunk half way in a lake & the door is open Two unbreathing children are cuddling in the backseats I used to lay in the backseat pretending to be sleeping I will lay there even when my mother pulled into the driveway saying, "alright take off your shoes in the porch" Now in touch with the lifeless vehicle I am the lifeless vehicle The heat was slowly leaving The frosty air was becoming visible & awakening The days were becoming visible & tiresome Time is not real, but that did not stop me from looking at my watch Who is that looking at me from the church bell tower? A coward A pacifist Nowhere is found & I hang my flag at the peak On the flag is a white background My father's close up face of when he was looking at me that Easter day An arrow A pen & paper & a quote that read: pater etsi non satis liberi I am a powerful pacifist

19. I'll Try To Do It Right This Time

Enjoying something I believe to be horrible I will never do this thing,

but I will enjoy it

For every cigarette smoked, a genius is born It is up to the genius to take the path of virtuoso For every death of this human species, three infants are born These infants will be loved, fed, educated, they will learn their life lessons, they will have friends, girlfriends, jobs, homes, families, they will be driven to greatness in some sort of way Or they will die of some sort of sadness If a child ruled a nation War & hormones Death by laughter Slaughtered with crybaby tears Speed texting will be in the next Olympics For every homosexual committing suicide, another post on Tumblr Give me a reason to give up Once I start seeing movies being filmed directly in space Computer-generated imagery is in the past

I may then be happily giving up

20. James the Whale

Hey dad! I am not your dad Your father died when I was thirteen I became more important to you then A father figure your big brother You kids have been swallowed by the suicide whale Suicide whale? Yes, the suicide whale You are in a dark & depressing stomach Can't help, but feel anger and sadness The smell is also indeed terrible This is where dad was consumed His skin melted from the stomach acids His body burned like tattering happiness A soul so sad devoured by choice & love The whale found its way in my room Your room Your room Your room & Your room We were potential plankton for years The suicide whale disappeared We became accepting fisherman Oh, Herman Melville We went on for the rest of our life to hunt the suicide whale that ate our father The whale shall be named James

About Coleman Bishop

I am 19 years old & I am a Mormon. I graduated high school the summer of 2012. I have a very awesome mom & five brothers. I skateboard & I love it. If I didn't have skateboarding I do not know where I would be right now with it. I aspire as of late to be a photojournalist for a magazine or newspaper. I would love to get a pulitzer prize during my life time. This is my first ebook.

Dedicated to my mom, my brothers, my friends, my internet friends, & my dead dad.