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Frank Johnson
Member since May 31, 2026
Member for 1 month, 19 days
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The flesh.
She's A black hole Without a conscience boy, you should've never tasted her.Seduction.
Her body dripping with temptation, you're hungry eyes fixed on your destruction.
You can't break the hold you did it to yourself , needing bleeding transubstantiation , cognitive dissidents , destruction of one's self.
Your appetites and apathy are working now to end you. Objectify and subjugate your fragile skin will bleed through.
Playing with the serpent now you cry that you've been bit , as the poison courses through your veins, you ache for one last kiss.
The animal won't let you rest.You're taken by the fire. The opiate won't heal, your wound you know that you're a liar.
Frank Johnson’s timeline
- July 2026
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18 SatPosted a poem
The flesh.
"She's A black hole Without a conscience boy, you should've never tasted her.Seduction." -
08 WedCritiqued
"Pep Talk" by @Asa B.
"Erupted and squeale to you therapist. you pussy. Hah says it all ! GREAT WORK. I love your wordplay." -
07 TueCritiqued
"Finger-Licking Good" by @Asa B.
"This poem reminds me of how I devour a beautiful woman like a meal. How I dominate that part of her that that wishes to submit. From the initial taste. To the satisfaction at the end this May not have been your intentio…" -
07 TueFirst critique offered
on "Finger-Licking Good" by @Asa B.
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05 SunNew follower
@Asa B.
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05 SunReceived a critique
on The cost of success? from @Asa B.
"I interpreted this piece as an important reminder not to define your success by comparing it to anyone else's, and not without pondering the big questions of what's at stake for you (the individual). As for the ending l…" -
03 Fri
- June 2026
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29 MonNew follower
@kellustzall
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25 ThuPosted a poem
The dead.
"I have seen our future as the past testifies to the present tomorrow is laid bare. " -
15 MonPosted a poem
The end.
"Alone in my room, a dark figure emerges from behind the veil of my consciousness." -
15 MonHighest posting month
June 2026 — 14 poems
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14 SunPosted a poem
The enemy of man.
"The enemy of man is within ruthless ambition and selfish desire, clawing their way to the surface, let the killing begin." -
10 WedReceived a critique
on Many sins. from @Geezer
"that the situation didn't go off like it was planned. That the "sinners" would be forgiven for their transgressions, when they had confessed and repudiated their behavior? Guilt trip? Did it get out of hand? Interesting…" -
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08 MonPosted a poem
The Lost
"Why did you take that, which was not yours? Why did you lie to me and tell me you loved me and leave me hungry and alone waiting up at night for you to return home." -
07 SunReceived a critique
on The way of man from @Trouble
"Hey frank I sincerely hope this poem isn't factual what a journey too live for a child A Good hard hitting piece of writing" -
07 SunReceived a critique
on The way of man from @Trouble
"Hey frank I sincerely hope this poem isn't factual what a journey too live for a child A Good hard hitting piece of writing" -
07 SunReceived a critique
on One day. from @patrickgadoury
"There’s some basic spacing and punctuation stuff here, but honestly, that mostly tells me this hasn’t been sanded down by AI or even a grammar check. Believe it or not, that’s kind of how a real rough draft should look…" -
07 SunPosted a poem
One day.
"Little kids playing in the yard together with hearts full of dreams and big ideas." -
07 SunReceived a critique
on The common knowledge. from @patrickgadoury
"This has real anger in it, and I respect that. It doesn’t feel like fake outrage, it feels lived. The line that hit me most was “this is what I’ve lived.” I almost wanted one specific moment from that life, just one, be…" -
07 SunPosted a poem
The common knowledge.
"The common knowledge has been bought and sold. None of us know anything we just believe whatever we've been told ." -
06 SatPosted a poem
Murder capital.
"Little kids roaming the streets of south saint, Louis, barefoot and shirtless unsupervised and unwanted, and every predator in the neighborhood knew it." -
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05 FriPosted a poem
Anonymous.
"So many lonely people walking around empty and void in their search for Purpose." -
04 ThuPosted a poem
The way of man
"Cold and desperate hungry and alone.The heat is off and no one's home.There's no food in the cupboard , no socks or shoes for my feet , but there's guns and drugs and homeless sexual deviant predators , trolling my street. " -
04 ThuNew follower
@patrickgadoury
- May 2026
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31 SunFirst publication
Idolatry machines
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31 SunJoined Neopoet
Membership begins
First poem published 1 days later.
About Me
About me
My name is Frank Johnson, I'm an artist. A painter poet and singer-songwriter. a lot of my work is a cautionary tale. A natural storyteller, I write from my own experience or experiences of others who have touched my life and as unbelievable as some of it may sound on the surface, It all comes from a real place in time. My inspiration is usually derived from the tragedy and beauty that is life, things that are common to man. The truth.
Location: USA
Favorite Poets
Spirit.
Recent Work
Contest Wins
| Winning Submission | Contest | Contest Date |
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| The dogs of war | Neopoet Weekly 05/31/26 to 06/06/26 | – |