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    you're welcome, den!
    for you, isagel, and anyone else: glad you enjoy the insanity!
    thank you everyone for contributing!
    Last edited by amuse; 06-13-2004 at 01:49 AM.
    shh!!!
    the air and water have been here a long time, and they are telling stories.

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    No trouble at'all. I love meaningless busy-work.
    (Especially when it involves organizing and condensing -- Oo! be still my heart. )

    Pg 48

    Watch from dark corners,
    You can learn much more that way...
    But life will pass you.

    if you dont pay attention
    eat my dust it says

    the sign on humanity
    destroyed by winning:

    sift through spoils. find mangy, worn
    castoffs - put them on.

    who do you pretend to be
    beggars cannot choose

    take what you can get and then
    just divorce later

    but for now euphoria
    marriage meaningless

    government intervention
    twisting tradition

    twisting hips; now men will sway
    in childbirth oh dear...

    they said this would not happen
    ninety nine percent

    Drowned. Everything's A-OK.
    I am still breathing.

    Pg 49

    I am still breathing
    but i am not at all sure
    I really want to

    But the world is against me...
    I can only cry.

    what is wrong with me anyway?
    emotional ache

    its arms entwine about me
    unable to scream

    bound to this heartache breathing
    cyanotic woes

    cooling tears on death's dull mask
    last wish ungranted

    why didn't you rebalance-
    damned cliff. how do i...

    get back from the edge of you
    so sharp and scary

    The scalpel dives into flesh,
    leaving a red trail

    the snail crosses the red sand
    wonders, where is home?

    shrugs, continues to riot
    best time of your life

    careening out of control
    from sky to abyss

    the spectrum of human hearts
    emotional lives

    outweigh logic sometimes
    silly heartstrings

    threaded loosely and rusting
    disused, or useless?
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    If you had to live with this you'd rather lie than fall.
    You think I can't fly? Well, you just watch me!

    ~The Dresden Dolls

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    disused or useless
    God's Grace given for us all
    my faith is in God

    religion has its own thread.
    when did that stop you?

    a single thread of meaning
    cannot occupy.

    our predetermined spaces.
    eat the status quo

    and quaff imperial tea
    how very English

    I don't understand a word
    dictionary now

    leather-bound pacifier
    hide my ignorance

    use ostensibly smart words
    no one understands

    love is ever carved in stone
    but still, we move on

    when we cant move anymore
    resilient creatures

    Pg 51

    resilient creatures
    gibes caked on like mud that dries,
    adding to the shell

    leave my beliefs I will burn
    fire and brimstone stinks

    odor assaults my senses
    like riding transit

    Threading dust between the spheres;
    Falling stars and snow

    As icy cold as deep space
    My fire in its hearth

    fills the room with heat and light
    as I dance naked

    Through this beautiful world, thoughts
    Clothe me with their grime

    Like ol' grimey from Simpsons
    Man I love that show

    But the cable was turned off,
    I dont know why though...

    I'm told I want to know -- I
    Don't care why we're here.

    No one I know can tell me
    Why am I so short?

    what does it look like over
    those high countertops?
    If you had to live with this you'd rather lie than fall.
    You think I can't fly? Well, you just watch me!

    ~The Dresden Dolls

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    Those high countertops
    a place for hidden cookies
    I am five feet tall.

    Actually, five feet and three.
    Almost. Close to it.

    but i cant quite reach the top
    am i doomed to fail?

    why is this hook in my mouth?
    remove it, dammit!

    one by one and step by step
    put the shoes away

    we'll go no more a-roving
    plagiarism's fun

    but i am so fond of my
    own ideas too

    yiddish to the rescue once
    again: ay guvalt!

    own ideas too
    and you shall render useless
    destructive weapons

    Again: ay guvalt!
    Holy moley! Sacre bleu!
    ...and other outbursts

    page 53

    ...and other outbursts
    poured forth over lips and tongue
    when i stubbed my toe

    I swore to never again
    Break glass with bare feet

    and other tests of strength
    can i pass this one?

    When I stubbed my toe
    I thought of Samuel Johnson
    And forgot the pain

    Can I pass this one?
    I have been there, got over
    and forgot the pain

    The pleasure of forgetting
    Like sleep come at last

    Numbness flooding through my head
    Calmly disappear

    float on the golden wind
    hallucination?

    Why thanks, don't mind if I do.
    Reality sucks.

    Who knows what reality
    Is? Not knowing sucks.

    Indefinable torment
    of uncertainty.

    I have much experience:
    Where do I begin...?

    Tracing the thread back through warped
    Distortions of self
    I have a plan: attack!

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    distortions of self
    wherein paradise resting
    in ignorance bathe

    the sheeples; stripped of context,
    impotent of mind

    fertile of body; why did
    they copulate, god?

    So that's where babies come from.
    Thanks for the info.

    i wish i had known sooner
    foiled again

    Distortions of self
    Flesh out the illusional
    Islands of meaning

    Foiled again
    rule broken, logic turned
    islands of meaning

    Feyerabend would be pleased
    At your free spirit

    I should not frown, play police
    I did not mean to.

    but accidents happen, no?
    dont blame the human

    he can't help being confused
    the Forum's screwed up

    page 55

    the forum's screwed up
    people leave and dont come back
    where doest thou thus go?

    -'neath brambles, sweet, awaiting
    your embrace ere death.

    prepares for imminent
    eternal night

    brightens as you lay by my
    side, swallow hemlock.

    front, deadly nightshade
    poison for each

    ac/dc, aerosmith;
    this concert's sold out.

    nothing left to see here now
    move along please

    we haven't time to graze like
    pigeons at bus stops

    beady eyes on just-washed hair
    don't you dare, rat boy

    I am not done dancing yet,
    grandma said to death

    I'll meet you on the highway
    Just don't leave me there.

    "I wont" lied death to grandma
    Death is very cruel

    and some would say it's rather
    temporary too

    is life's piercing agony
    no matter how harsh

    this hair shirt feels i wear it
    in your memory
    I have a plan: attack!

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    Finito for now
    I have a plan: attack!

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    Woohoo! Congratulations, my obsessive little wombats!
    If you had to live with this you'd rather lie than fall.
    You think I can't fly? Well, you just watch me!

    ~The Dresden Dolls

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    Thumbs up

    ohmigoodness! party time!!!
    we rock!
    shh!!!
    the air and water have been here a long time, and they are telling stories.

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    Wheehoo, one more.

    Pg 56

    in your memory
    i remain, forever, to
    block the path to new

    scissors cut the bonsai branch
    still it tries to grow.

    deep and blackly twisted is
    past foresaken love

    turns the soul to bitter ash
    all perspective lost

    eschew logic for ideals
    screwed immaculate

    golden-arch genuflectors
    recite: "greed is good."

    Even though we do not know
    What greed is, good is.

    no room here for any
    charitable men.

    Put hot lead into the brains
    Of Somme-drowning friends

    write the poetry in sand
    let the waves rush in

    See what stories they carry
    Whose stories they tell

    Whose life they would like to take
    Is it yours or mine?

    The life and heart that are
    swept away by sea?

    Drowned, forsaken, mourned only
    By the keening gulls
    If you had to live with this you'd rather lie than fall.
    You think I can't fly? Well, you just watch me!

    ~The Dresden Dolls

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    By the keening gulls
    I am guided to the edge
    Safe harbor at last

    Refuge from the liquid maw
    Of turbulent seas

    Where life seemingly ends up
    The harbor light shines

    deceivingly, for never
    can I reach the light.

    rainbows scatter in alarm
    as i accost them

    I hear the mangled music
    Through waves' orchestra

    the music of the dolphin
    reflects my keening

    song of dutiful lament
    death in wake with me

    life asleep there's no meaning
    to this bright mo(u)rning

    i will weep and i will cry
    if you're not around

    everything shall be gone and
    lost for all time. Sad.

    i will feed marine mammals
    with my deep blue tears.

    i wash away sadness and
    start again with joy
    I have a plan: attack!

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    Start again with joy
    Pain departs, time's massage,
    A boy climbs the tree.

    it speaks to him; he grows old
    and happy in it.

    this new home that i found
    what disoveries

    When perception sees that all
    Is mere perception

    As Being and Becoming
    Moonlight on water

    slivers of romance surround
    me with fleeting warmth

    you with sentimental dreams
    breath-heat makes them rise

    our dreams together born of
    the ashes of love

    bohemian rhapsody
    this song makes me cry

    with pure life plucking each chord
    chords within my soul

    thrilling to the ancient strain
    of truth, beauty, love

    I seek,travel, light, reflected
    receded darkness

    unveils the silent snow
    and still blue shadows

    gleam as though diamonds shining
    compared to my soul

    can anyone describe it
    the pain runs so deep
    I have a plan: attack!

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    the pain runs so deep
    overcome it only if
    survival is goal

    if you have nothing better
    to live for today

    without a certain purpose
    does it make life right?

    I plant this tree, pondering
    if it has purpose.

    Will this be significant
    To its existence?

    tree needs earth, water, light, air.
    Tree exist, builds tree.

    playhouse in the sky for me
    gaze at stars, hiding

    dead memories from yourself.
    Night remembers not.

    the pains of the day gone by
    blissfully sleeping

    hand on your chest, sharing your
    blankies and sore throat.

    wood burning fire, snow fall
    cozy winter cold

    I close my eyes as snow falls.
    Sleep is so tempting.

    but what am i missing when
    im unconcious

    And on my face they run along -
    five baby squirrels.
    shh!!!
    the air and water have been here a long time, and they are telling stories.

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    five baby squirrels
    steal seeds from plant pots and risk
    dying for their meal

    No edit, no cry
    no need for apology
    it is just a game

    we can all play together
    i think, anyway

    though sometimes my thoughts are best
    plucked and sneezed away

    like tiny eyebrow hairs
    gone, on the wind

    oh, scarlett, couldn't you see
    rhett wasn't worth it?

    but really, are there any
    worth wearing that for?

    drapes, whalebone, paper dresses:
    fashion faints away.

    encourage reality
    barbie's not real

    Shes just as fake and plastic
    As the rest of us

    from dust we came
    back to dust we will


    page 61

    Back to dust we will
    Return. Ozymandias,
    Crumbling empires

    cold dead streets markets staring
    am I forgiven?

    Does the Pope sit in the woods?
    Where's that missing H?

    i think i might have seen it:
    sesame street?

    Still Ali Baba's hiding.
    Do you remember?

    Rome, Babylon, great Persia
    Dust now, history

    teaches us that it is the
    perfect moment

    how often do you see that?
    cherish specks of time

    do not dust them carelessly
    great friends may await

    thank goodness for patience
    or i'd be lonely

    except for bread, peanuts, and
    squirrels in the park.

    like thoughts in my head, run round
    with no direction

    I aimlessly wander here,
    Tomorrow waiting.
    shh!!!
    the air and water have been here a long time, and they are telling stories.

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    Tomorrow waiting.
    In the cold remorseless rain
    The bus late always.

    Days pass. Fate plays games with us.
    Grass grows on our names

    consequence of living slow
    hurry up and wait

    run fast: fly. like algae, life
    puddles when ignored.

    like the witch of the west or
    was she from the east?

    Or from north - Hyperborea?
    My memory fails.

    I am sleepless in sadness
    The world is no more

    The bed spins and I must pee.
    I'm just drunk again.

    how did that happen anyway
    i just went for one

    But returned with many.
    Something has changed.

    Attachment detached. Let loose
    Euphoric feeling

    Eastern horizon gives life
    Volition driven

    By the language of freewill
    Just a mix of words

    page 63

    just a mix of words
    communication a joke
    no wonder its art

    When other subjects cower
    From confrontation

    comes understanding others
    and acceptance

    Is a reaction to life
    And experience

    is the only way to learn
    i am so smart

    Art cannot keep up with me
    Im light years ahead.

    might be possible
    understanding is vague
    previous haikus

    have made a mess out of
    baddad's brain space

    communication hiat-
    us. let's scream, shall we?

    page 64

    us. let's scream, shall we?
    silent assemblies await
    infusion now. NOW!!!!!

    But there is no addition
    And no greater strength

    us. let's scream, shall we?
    with our feet in wet cement
    it's a short boat trip

    To see where Sisyphus is
    Return ticket's best.

    If the turner faces back
    To the joyous sun

    we turn, eyes widening in
    ecstasy of light.

    in my eyes as well as heart
    a day of surfing

    tired, burned, but truely glad
    contentment fills me

    like dinners with nana like
    songbirds at dawn

    transition of dark to light
    dreaming souls gently aroused

    Real world calling upon them:
    "Come with me, with me"

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    Songbirds at dawn
    So happily they twitter
    Amused with their song

    Ecstacy of light
    See how the stars shine in blue
    They are all yellow

    all those little flying lights (that)
    my aching eyes see.

    the perturbed emotions of
    dancing bananas

    wearing slack sown pajammas
    they look good in black

    mamas and papas insane
    oh, you pretty things.

    Dulled by my consternation
    Plagued by attrition
    I have a plan: attack!

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    Wow, you guys are pretty cool, I am to lazy to even attempt something lik that.

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    Stanislaw Lem
    1921 - 2006, Rest In Peace.
    "Faith is, at one and the same time, absolutely necessary and altogether impossible"

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