Matthew P. Haubert
Composer, Poet, Artist
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New Book release
Trauma: Poems and Songs of a failed life Version 1 of my new book release is out. When the hard cover copy comes out, about 200 more pages are going to be added to the poetry book. Songs and Poems of a Failed LifeA Book by Matthew P. Haubert This is not a book about…
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A Prose to a Rainy Night
The silent night rain arrives,For some rain sooths, for some rain cries,But always though the rain will arrive,And remember 12 colors of which rain is derived. Arriving first come a pigment of yellow,Bright, vibrant, and shining smoothly mellow,Like that of a song from strings of a cello,Like a good fellow, the color of yellow. Now…
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2 Bars to break
Matthew P. Haubert (E♭m)We sit like evidenceOn opposite sides of the bed (B♭m)Your eyes won’t land on meThey trace your phone instead (G♭)I line up apologiesLike pills a clockwork take (B♭m)You breathe like you’re leaving (E♭m)But you staylong enough that we both break Pre-Chorus (A♭m)There’s a tremor in your voice (Cb)When you say my nameLike…
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Bathroom Mirror
Matthew P. Haubert Staring back at meis the face of delusion—scabbed and tornfrom the poor judgmentsof my younger years. I try to wash it away,down the drain,away from my eyes,so I don’t have to see. But I scrub and scrub,and still everything I hatestares back at me. I can’t get rid ofthis putrid self I…
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Dialogue with the Voices
circa 2018 Matthew P. Haubert Self:This blank paper tortures me—the yelling, the screaming of my name.It says to me: Write. Write. The Voices:You told yourself you have something to say?Dare I ask—what? Who?Who are you?What is so important, so magnificent, so beautiful about your mindthat you feel this desire to write,to compose thoughts to be…
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screaming silence
from 12/2014 Matthew P. Haubert My voice has gone away,Now there’s screaming silence for you.I only know how to speak my mindBy devastating you. My heart is all sorrow, nothing more,I’m sorry I infected you with its core. I just wish I could love,I just wish I could love,I just wish—Wish I could love. So…
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Numb By design
Matthew P. Haubert Verse 1 White walls and waiting rooms, fluorescent hums to thoughts of you There’s a switch somewhere I need to find, turn it off so I can go numb inside I volunteer for any study, sign me up today Give me something strong enough to make it go away Chorus Please lobotomize…
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Sedated into silence
Journal entry from my imprisonment 2/2/18 I thought this was relevant this today and isnt a song or poem, but as many people are still being pushed the same treatment without care, and seroquel for off label treatments. heres the journal entry during my incarceration from that day 2/2/18, a preview of what will be…
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Warm nights, cheap lights
Matthew p. HaubertVerse 1 We were just seventeen living borrowed time,Sneaking drinks from your older brother’s closet stash. Laughs that tasted like cheap liquor and coming regrets,Promises in our eyes we weren’t old enough to break just yet.Your driveways late night fires was our escape from the world,Cigarette smoke, your hair in curls.Always talking about,…
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Museum of my intentions
Matthew P. Haubert I wake up in a hotel with my conscience on the floor,It says I talk enlightened, but I’m just a cheesy metaphor.The minibar’s my holy water, the mirror’s quoting Freud,I came here chasing silence, left with nothing but more noise. The clerk smirks like I’m some prophet in a tailored suit,But really…
