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| Old Souls......only
Posted: 8/26/2009 2:21:15 PM | Interconnectness
Inpenetrable barriers penetrated
felt, known, 1
Make me as I make you | |
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Posted: 8/26/2009 9:50:19 PM | inside this bubble
there is no pain
only solitude.. | |
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Posted: 8/30/2009 1:56:42 PM | When No-Ones Looking.
Fuck religion
Jesus was a man who enjoyed slapping that ass like the rest of us
come here and absolve my sins
clear my conscience while I recite Plath
wearing john's head on a necklace uttering rederick red eyed renouncing ridiculous renditions of revelations while ridiculing you, you, you and especially YOU!
While eve strokes my cock throwing tainted apples at adam's throat
Man is man's ultimate betrayer
Creation theory?
God you people really Are going to burn
Dipshits
The spirit is a muscle
Just like my dick
Use it or lose it
Get me?
Global warming is a myth
All for profit baby
Ever heard of the Sun?
It's that big yellow thing in the sky
Cosmic radiation mixed with solar winds
Ever heard of clouds?
I'm doing a study how porn affects climate
Bet I'll get the grant huh?
Fuck the polar bears I need a new blanket
With baby seal pillows
Nice fluffy ones
With "please don't kill me", eyes
On top of my four poster bed made of ivory wrapped in panda skin
Fuck you too
Let's smother some more beaches in oil
Have a bonfire and burn some books
Who needs thought when we have government?
Maybe starve some babies while denying third world development
Like fuck They deserve to live
Thanks for the diamonds tho
Assholes
And yeah, check's in the mail
U.S politics are the laughing joke of the world
Hillary's a sell out too
Just like the rest of you
Thanks for the Medicare sweety
300 grand and a blowjob for her husband
Did she at least swallow?
Cause God knows You do
Don't worry, I'm laughing watching cnn right now
Cause it ain't real till it hits the news right?
Laying back in my baby calf skin recliner
A twenty dollar hooker and a ten dollar bottle of wine
ozzy bless America!
Let's all bend over and take one for the church
If your young enough they'll take you up on it
Shit, give em enough money and you can get away with murder
right John?
I'm buying a Hummer and a chainsaw
Go say high to the rain forest
Build a backyard deck bigger than next door
Swearing allegiance to capitalism while hailing socialism and the public to dumb to see my horns
All Together Now.....
Let's look our children straight in the eye and say...
Fuck You.
..T..
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Posted: 8/31/2009 4:17:49 PM | Man is man's ultimate betrayer
Creation theory?
God you people really Are going to burn
Dipshits
The spirit is a muscle
Just like my d*ck
Use it or lose it
as harsh as this is...theres a heck of a lot of truth to this, in fact throughout the whole write. Hypocrisy does seem to run rampant.
the only thing missing is
umm
that lower lip...you should have incorporated it somewhere
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Posted: 8/31/2009 8:38:21 PM | Thanks for the diamonds tho
***holes
And yeah, check's in the mail
Toooo goood! Nice write had me laughin' cryin' and screamin'.
I been looking all over for the real rage, and looks like I just stumbled on it.
calf-skin recliner...... too funny | |
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Posted: 9/1/2009 6:52:28 PM | suffer.
a subtle grin as gray clouds flex indifference
for tonight we are Storm
and given to ways of gods
Thunder.
come now sway the masses
yet my window lays unimpressed
a whore limps softly by and
I see no variance in time.
power drifts as
black boxes scream to murder
another scotch as
words drip on loose sheets.
funny how we pray the end
while type-writers clang on bones
we are all being lost
even you.
and time is a silent bitc h
while
this empty bottle of liquid heaven
dies.
~R~ | |
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Posted: 9/1/2009 8:16:30 PM | instance happenstance circumstances
draw together the oddest sights
siding against others
paired off as one
headlong heat
pouring
full force
reign
over
i | |
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Posted: 9/1/2009 9:29:01 PM |
and given to ways of gods
mangofruit, silverspoon, belly, smooth thighs
el sol casts the mark, grey copies belie
you can hope
you can wish
that venus casts
her pillars!
or chastens
the new moon
to hasten
her shadows?
without string?
no straightedge
to measure?
how shallow!
the titans had their days and now the gods
tease and taunt, bestow their lusts on mortals
milky way brights adorn starry portals tween
deluge and shallows love may yet rise?
rise m'love...
you stand there and teeter this way and that
like hazelnut branches and sway willows bent
now there's a thought m'lord
egads how they bicker... | |
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Posted: 9/2/2009 12:19:17 AM | The forgotten temple
a smile
the reality of illusion
to remember the forgotten temple
where kings few like birds flew a plenty
touched by the unknown
masked by logic
adored by the ability | |
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Posted: 9/3/2009 4:43:26 PM | of glory.
for even now the savage weapons sweep
by godly sights of angels dying gold strewn streets
a fury by which slipstreams lay on feet
demon spun the great light that I seek.
what innocence belies the down turned cross
if flesh and soldiered breath a sainthood cause
in psalm the arch of wisdom is of flaw
yet revelations speak unrighteous law.
bare witness to the widened gate of bones
where sings the courted masses to empty thrones
on hills by which the cold winds die to roam
and spit repentance with a vicious overtone.
quell the beating heart on alters swift
this winged betrayal a vengeful fire we will lift
born of flame should the one soul bend with mist
heaven, hell, which divinity is our gift?
ancient wars rage beneath the shadow of our beast
tho shamans drift they are the silence ever ceased
a crucifix is set where it's seen least
open armed, we are gathered to satan's feast.
~R~ | |
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| Old Souls......only
Posted: 9/3/2009 6:47:32 PM |
"Older than you may ever know"
Far too old has this soul become,
fought through 10,000 lives, to achieve this love,
and beat upon the gates, time and time again,
begging for you to let me in,
and through the ages I have grown,
a bit more wise, a bit more cold,
looking for that one great soul,
which will end this search and make me whole,
A stranger am I, in my own land,
though I have been well known before,
you may recognize my flowing hand,
and rejoice that I have returned once more,
In the dark, a shadow has been growing,
you feel the evil deeds, it is now sowing,
our hands are too often upon the bowstring,
and too seldom upon the harps, while we sing,
yet a shred of hope I bring,
to save you from the awful sting.
My name is not important,
for it changes ever thus,
the game we play must first be sorted,
before my title becomes, what it once was,
With my return, I bring two goals,
Love and Truth, shall I uphold,
One for me and one for those,
who souls shall heed this precious prose,
ever stronger the shadow grows,
yet there are only few who know,
what must be done to save the foals,
from a life of eternal cold.
Here again to help the meek,
and for redemption, so I seek,
the under served are whom I serve,
for they do not get what they deserve,
and I am here to fight for them,
and earn the title," Loyal Friend".
So you may judge as you see fit,
yet in this realm, do I know sit,
for all to see, and truth be told,
do you judge this soul as old? | |
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Posted: 9/3/2009 7:13:28 PM | what?
Let it Be.
it was the night
it was always the night
When the walls would crumble in heaps of their stagnant ideals
waste products of the ever madness clawing at my flesh and
tearing holes through the dimensions found by sin.
Laughter, seething through the cracked surface, of my skin
exploding in fragments burning my reason in flames and
sending me spiraling with a post-apocalyptic greed.
I saw the dead, stumbling graveyards alive by the need
to suffer, to scream in silent vigil of the fading light and
the way only darkness can make you fear.
Now, I govern the winds, harken to none and breath fire
no longer placing stones I shatter all creation and
paint scenes pre-destined for hell.
I pray thee, for not that Angel of exquisite delight but, she of
a slightly suicidal pre-disposition harnessing a tarnished soul and
magnificent in her final descent.
Plunge the knife, my love, in a red soaked dream of a decadent death
drip the blade, fascinated in this primal thirst and
how the blood falls in perfect circles around our pain.
Fall the night we whisper, together, in deepened tunes of fading souls
bring the thunder, let the lightning carve the black and
slip the cage, in tune to our self-destruction.
~R~ | |
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Posted: 9/3/2009 10:35:14 PM |
what innocence belies the down turned cross
if flesh and soldiered breath a sainthood cause
in psalm the arch of wisdom is of flaw
yet revelations speak unrighteous law.
nice iambs stand out, R :) | |
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| Old Souls......only
Posted: 9/4/2009 11:36:14 PM | nothing speaks of everything
everything speaks of nothing | |
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Posted: 9/5/2009 10:42:20 AM | I killed my prolonged morning hunger with a sip of weak chai tea
my eyes bugged full of old tears
in borned silence
watching the tv
bullshit ***hole courage **** you love
my heart pounded with moments of clarity
suddenly the daylight hits my eye
after all this
the fuzziness fade
I'm down to the honey at the bottom of my cup
oh sweet tasting honey
dark sweet tasting honey
taste so good
I move the brim of the cup from my lips
the last drop soaking in
thinking
I want more | |
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| Old Souls......only
Posted: 9/10/2009 12:43:15 AM | I look at her right eye and think she was made from me
I look at her left eye and think she was made from her
I look at both and realize that she made herself | |
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Posted: 9/11/2009 7:07:04 PM | good to see you again ~C~, like the new look....
<div class="quote">nice iambs stand out, R :)
I smiled to myself when I read that, here's the final.....and um, I showed you mine.....
what glory?
for even now the savage weapons sweep
by godly sights of angels dying streets
a fury by which slipstreams lay to feet
what demon, spun this great light that I seek.
an innocence belies the down turned cross
if flesh and soldiered breath a sainthood cause
in psalm the arch of wisdom is of flaw
yet revelations speak unrighteous law.
bare witness to the widened gate of bones
sing the courted masses to empty thrones
on hills by which we die the cold winds roam
repentance cast with vicious overtones.
quell all your beating hearts on alters swift
this winged betrayal a vengeful fire we lift
born of flame should our one soul bend with mist
heaven, hell, divinity is our gift.
ancient wars by the shadow of our beast
shamans drift in the silence ever ceased
a crucifix is set where it's seen least
open armed, my frailty is belief.
~R~ | |
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Posted: 9/12/2009 5:51:10 PM | of fall.
What will sway by this external distinction?
for I lay worn by the edge of fall's half life
to linger, to bleed the heart and pronounce the spirit
to trade secrets with the autumn winds.
rise the flame, by the timbered arms that praise
the twilight of a summer's grasp, as tears drift ever
by the silence of howling winds, through flesh as
the morning weeps, and all of memories return to ash.
pale this failing shadow, here, where leaves fall from hope
to become, dust spilt across the floor of heaven
as answers, fall by kindled dreams upon the stars
yet never gather, the spaces in-between.
now, rest by solace, whole upon the slumbering earth, calm
there are no sounds when the season sings of truth
need, for what is nothingness without her breath?
I lay complete, a whisper, felled by winter's coming death.
..R | |
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Posted: 9/12/2009 7:20:41 PM | ~Bourne Electrocution~
Since an early age
I felt every neuron
What precipitated
this, my life
Extensions reaching
the synapse that
holds my
early grave...
The one I gave
integrity and soul
to,
It always led to you
as I let it go
so did the rest of
my senses
they boiled
unkept in the
cannon that never
really let go
The ones I
hold so negligent
in care and thought
Those that
make me
Responsible, like a worn
shoe that lost its
soul, I know!
It was just meant
...to be.
Just wanted to
be free...
synapse comes again
just in time
to land!
nowhere else to leave this, and I just thought I might leave it here. :) | |
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Posted: 9/14/2009 12:05:36 AM |
sing the courted masses to empty thrones
'sing courted masses to the/thine empty thrones' might shore up the first three quattrains real solid like :)
iambs are tricky...
i see the moon with venus dance the night;
you are my moon a satellite of grace-
whose light i see and touch but cannot reach,
like goddess bright in transit 'cross her face.
would you think it cruel i'd naught had met you?
yet cruel, my love, my life would be indeed;
to touch one moment's pleasure I would give
my heart forever in your seas to bleed.
around my fingers locks i twist and wind,
pereplexed as well my mind's fixed thoughts of loss;
yet did i win in just a short time in
your limbs entwined, in ecstacy embossed?
true still this year raw sadness welcomes me;
an unrequited passion gnawing deep.
naked | |
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Posted: 9/14/2009 11:25:02 AM | Ode to Poetry…
Tis rules for sure that harmonize our words
Yet we all wish to fly as free as birds
Tie me down to silk laid sheet with pure ink
My bards' hard hearts do cry and dully sink
Quiet moans of language forced in and out
Crucial unbiased bondage of devout.
Not one syllable but two surely do
Iamb and UR stroking for heats case?
To strike tranquil yet alive hearts a few?
Our fools defiance pulls restraint from place;
Rise against slow tongues, lust after quick fares
butterflies' kisses grazing life's crosshairs
I pause over them; taste nuances new,
Roll the word, knowing their lingua will do…
As a single shot, sans ice or barrel....
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Posted: 9/14/2009 11:53:26 AM | Hee.
and in the morning rose the sun with grace
yet gone from inner sanctum pleasure's fate
anon crept to my bed's lost sacred space
no touch or feel of you on breakfast's plate!
what feeds the heart what tempest duly sought?
what hate portends an outcast meal of gruel?
does not the kiss remain the purest thought?
or nightmare enters wiping clean and cruel?
one bitter man can leave the fairest bold
to cry alone and grow the harvest foul
reclaimed by winter war we now be cold
and feast amidst the devil's hungry soul.
when gone the lammas blessings bed and fed
beyond she rises green with pale regret
now i'm brain - stuck...
duhDAHduhDAHDuhDAHduhDIDdle-ly....next
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| Old Souls......only
Posted: 9/14/2009 5:59:00 PM | Luri wherever I find you
ears hear clear and eyes mist blue
It always ring true for more
and more your words I do adore | |
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Posted: 9/14/2009 7:43:19 PM | Ahhh, poesy, dear Inicia. And you I thank.
I'm happy to share and thankful for both R and you as pressing
muses on this otherwise rather pallid day. Rescued from work and
the lawn and brambles and driven to fancy once again! | |
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Posted: 9/14/2009 7:44:06 PM | Afghan Quilt
For years I’ve rolled
on my couch
these colors of coffee and peach pie
chain stitched into granny squares.
I spoon feed my eyes
as I press face to fiber,
while I listen for the memory
of crochet hooks clinking.
I tuck in a corner
hiding some part
of grandma,
the weave of a smile, fringes
of forgetfulness.
Finding holes
to poke fingers though
I stretch the yarn,
soft as a lullaby,
and search out stitches
with straggly ends,
for one that might unwind
its story. | |
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