What is the Stantonian Association of Interesting People?

My friends, this blog is dedicated to those men and women who go out of their way to be remarkably interesting. In other words, all of those fascinating Stanton students (or, in the rarest of cases, students from other schools) can join this blog to appreciate creative writing developed by us students. I, Braden Beaudreau, the creator of this blog, will post my past, present, and future works on this website, and those who join and comment will get the same opportunities. May all of you live in happiness and peace, and never forget: being interesting is the only way to stand out from the masses.

Wednesday, August 8, 2018

A Poem For Your Brad

I am dying
This is what death feels like
The grappling with death

I felt it when I was a boy
During a tornado
During the invasion of Iraq
It was
Emblazoned on CNN

I felt it then
I feel it now
My neck is so hot
It feels like a necklace of fire
Of burning coals
Is wrapped around me

It feels like my stomach is being made to burst
It feels like my brain is attached to a wheel
And the wheel is turning
And it’s drawn by a horse
Into mud
Mud and horseshit
Horseshit and mud
So it goes goes goes
So it goes goes goes

Where is relief?

I can drown myself in the Potomac
Great Falls for a great fall
A great fall for the fallen
The fallen fallen

Why are you doing this to me
Why am I being left in silence
Why is my very being left
To stare out of a train window
Into the darkness of the tunnel

Oh, throw my body in front of it

I am faithful
I have been faithful
Though I don’t believe in god
He couldn’t let me endure this pain
He couldn’t let me choke

But I am choking

I am drowning
I am suffocating
Water is in my lungs
Carbon dioxide is in my lungs
My lungs are exploding
Exploding
Exploding
Exploding

Shallow breaths
Fire neck
Visions of death

Lord god please kill me
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