NEW!!! Tickets And Subs and news on two 2014 collections

     Before getting to a new poem I wanted to post today I also wished to announce that I would be releasing two poetry collections this year. One I had already announced for October and another will be coming out in June. While working on the poems that will be part of the Oct. collection I found myself with enough material for two collections and also a number of others to post here on the Bloodwaste Books site. More news on covers and collection titles will be release in the weeks to come.

Tickets And Subs

The heat burns,

The sun falls,

I don't believe it's either that saves me when I have to crawl,

It's the whispers who stand within my mind that keeps me sane,

Night rounds with beach time,

Trying to keep a piece of mind,

Doing my time on this Earth,

I'm trying to keep peace with my own birth,

When do the times get easier to follow,

Oh, father,

Oh, mother,

Goddess and my lover,

I try to keep the days at bay but so many things still left to say,

I have to sometimes wonder,

I have to sometimes fight,

Sometimes wrap myself up into my own self hate late at night,

I am in this for the long hall,

Nothing means more to this man,

I love you for the woman you are,

But I have to wonder,

Have to wonder if you can love me for the fucked up man I am?

The argument is living within the pain of my eyes,

Moving upside of me living outside,

Tickets and subway dancing makes me feel alive,

But do you see how lightening lashes out from within my mind?

Do you understand the weaknesses I have?

Do you know the things I've left behind?

(c)brian c. williams

System*Productions

God Life Gone Life

There’re aliens in the skin of family,

Predators at the throats of everything I believe in,

Been out of work for too long to remember when I was worthy,

The pain of how I've lost hits really close,

Friends have moved on to pass tests that weren't tests at all,

Better writers, Better people,

And nothing hurts like the pain in my head,

Daggers in the brain,

But when she’s sick it puts a hole right in the center of me,

When she’s sick I want to push it all down and be a better man,

The world has decided it wants to make her cry,

And it just doesn't understand how scared it should be,

Because it’s picking on the wrong person,

I love her more than keeping up this pity party,

They are fucking with a woman who is a light inside the darkness of my mind,

And nothing hurts like the pain in my head,

Daggers in the brain,

I’m scared every morning she won’t come back,

You say failure,

I say ok,

God says take another,

I say I’m owed more and a few more,

Everything circles around me in attack,

But when she’s sick it puts a hole right in the center of me,

(c)brian c. williams

System*Producitons

ACETAMINOPHEN 12000mg

Acetaminophen 12000mg

Eight poems written on a extremely stupid phone while on a trip from Melbourne to Miami.

A experiment turns into some of the best group of poems the writer has ever written capturing so much about that day in his life. 

HAVE YOU HEARD THE ONE ABOUT THE CITIZEN NIGHTSTICK?

I'm pretty much faceless,

The perfect cover boy for the raging careless,

Wrapped in the lies of musty words and the tasteless hate,

But I’ve fought too long to be late,

Sunshine state to summer sands,

Pick up your riot gear and let’s show them how much we love their plans,

Purging the right of choice,

Purging the right to vote,

A flash of new lies about how dangerous fucking is on all our screens,

Not writing a way to bless,

Not preaching to balcony scenes,

I’m purging all my careless,

Replacing it with my riot gear,

So here comes my song,

Can you hear?

Can you hear?

I’m pretty much on a night out to see what everyone is wearing,

That natural reaction you have to the truth is just fine,

I have my helmet right here,

You stand still and this will go fine,

To write is to aim with reason,

Purging the right,

Purging all my careless,

Replacing it with my riot gear,

So here comes my song,

Can you hear?

Others are starting to sing,

Others are starting to write,

Others are starting to put on their gear,

I’m purging all my careless,

Can you hear?

I’m singing this loud,

Can you hear me with this face on?

How about with this in my hand?

©Brian C. Williams/System*Publishing

NEW! Eli Record Eli Queen

Just for the Hell of it I did a quick edit pass through a old poetry collection and uploaded it to my Smashwords store. It's another You Set The Price release so you can get it for free or drop some dollars my way. 

ELI RECORD ELI QUEEN

PULL UP THAT SHIELD

People want to say what about your responsibilities,

Their lives,

You're not a cattle to be herded,

Your life is your prize,

Keep lies off your highs,

And if you have to cut those ties,

They want to play simple realities,

But that's not how life works,

And that's not how you get happy,

Go,

Go and be free,

Go my friend,

If you're ready go,

You might think no one believes in you,

But you believe in you,

Anyways no one believing in you can't defeat you,

That's only something you can do,

And you don't have time to be your own worst enemy,

They might chant,

They might chatter,

That you will find yourself alone,

But alone can be happy and being surround by thousands can be alone,

Caught in a structure of what everyone sees as perfect for you,

What they want for you is them being selfious,

Because the point is where you find happiness is where you find yourself on your own road,

People want to say what about your responsibilities,

Their lives,

They want to play simple realities,

Go,

Go,

Go,

They want to talk about what's tough,

But the part you need to scream is when you say I'm not coming back home,

Your life matters,

Pull up that shield,

Not to hide but to defend,
Because this your happy chant,

And that's how life works,

That's how you get happy,

Go,

Go and be free for you,

Go,

Go,

My friend if your ready go,

(c)brian c. williams

system*publishing

KILL MACHINE a poetry collection

To celebrate the 4th of July I just uploaded a old poetry collection {KILL MACHINE} I released to my Smashwords store today. It's You Pick The Price! You can download for free and then pay if you liked after.

For more poetry visit the Bloodwaste Books blogger page. I plan to update poetry there on a monthly basis.