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    Dark, I hope this poem doesn't have to do with your friend trying to commit suicide?

    here's another weird one I just wrote. doesn't make too much sense, but I suppose that's what weird poems are all about?





    he’s got himself a new set of eyes
    maybe somewhat tentatively green
    perhaps even for looking at people – straight -
    except their upper halves still cling to
    scarred reptile glass, broken sideways for defence
    and a friend says he’s definitely not cute
    but what’s the point and I hope it’s not,
    I mean, I didn’t want to
    I always wondered who…. and now I want
    something different, rainbow-coloured,
    like bubbly, pink blue and green, bauble-shiny
    video-arcade butterflies
    or
    a dose of machine-gun bullets in my guts
    to make me feel as long
    can’t bleed
    can’t love
    as long as it don’t hurt
    to make me feel
    to make me miss
    and life’s too long considering it’s so short,
    “Who said you have to complicate it?”,
    his smile’s gone with the statue-eyes
    and I’m left to dream of barchan dunes
    and trees of Milton Keynes – too many, 20 million –
    and life’s too slim considering it’s so broad
    when in the end
    the fight was only with yourself
    Last edited by SleepyWitch; 11-21-2008 at 03:48 AM.

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    Thank you for your thoughts, and no the poem did not have to do with that. It was influenced by reading the works of Gertrude Stien.

    Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe

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    down
    down
    down
    down
    i know
    you are
    going down
    and down
    you can't help
    i have control
    over you
    since i wrote this
    and not you
    you have to go
    down
    down
    down
    down
    wow
    i feel
    the power
    of poetry
    to let
    us
    down
    down
    down
    down
    own
    wn
    n
    .

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    I want to curl up and die
    but then I lie
    I do not really wish to die
    it is just the kind of thing
    someone like me likes to say
    though only in my head
    where I put on my own plays
    an audience of myself
    let the rest of the world
    think I am far more serious
    you see, I seek not attention
    for I wait
    untill I am on the only one
    looking
    and then I suffer
    alone
    and in silence
    but at my own comand.

    Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe

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    here's another weird one I've just dashed down. need's revising, though



    you caught me
    "You’re being unfaithful."
    soft voice - subconscience
    - right in the middle - sensors go off late
    - already there-
    I’m allowed to read secretly under my blanket,
    you said,
    but not in the corridor like this
    and I almost invited you there

    layered like the katana
    wrapped, folded in upon yourself
    five thousand times around the inner core
    you make me want to coil up -
    a Roman in the dust
    morph embryonically
    your stomach - feet
    androgynous infant
    but this life’s run out of sleep
    and my sculptured arms won’t let me crawl
    or were they yours?
    and sinews, calves that forgot how to walk
    without running spit me back out
    thud
    ud
    thud
    ud
    thud
    dud
    thud
    ud
    ud
    towards an exhausted battle
    Last edited by SleepyWitch; 10-11-2008 at 12:40 PM.

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    twinkle twinkle little star
    in my heart another scar
    once upon a time i remember
    falling asleep in her daddy's car
    i often wonder
    how you are
    what you are
    are you near
    are you far


    are you there?

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    he's made of milk and logic
    and wiry gold, but not the blondish-yellow sort,
    more like mineral salts, that's dyes for you,
    and mostly greying
    and blank unfeeling dragon-eyes
    that slowly blink to say he is surprised
    when he is not
    but sometimes he can't find his room,
    his feet go trip-trip-hop as he dances, skips,
    stubborn, systematically, from one door to the next
    and blushes when I tap his name on the door,
    asking "Is that you?"



    .......aaaargh, I guess that proves I've officially gone daft

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    Eyes half shut
    wide awake
    looking up to the sky
    down below
    on fallen wings
    where shadows sing
    just another game
    moving round
    the caracal
    music rewinds
    and plays again
    it must be some sort of sign
    something half-divine
    while meaning nothing
    but the sum
    of the earth and the sky
    beneath the shadows of the sun
    where all souls go to die
    but the end has just begun
    where the beginning
    is no more
    another lasting breath
    of smoke and mirrors
    to play upon the walls
    invisible dances
    in these dusky halls
    what do reflections matter
    when they disappear
    into gray marble
    and the shimmering lake

    Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe

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    drip
    drop
    tick-
    tock-
    rap-
    a tap
    it never stops
    hear the pin
    ping
    churing
    china rain
    down the
    porcelain drain

    Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe

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    do you thnk this is weird?

    down the road
    across the street
    in an old abode
    feel the beat
    an old stereo
    a blast to the past
    but it's been unoccupied
    since years' past

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    yep, that's mildly weird, Secret, but you'll have to practice some more to come up with a really, really, really weird poem

    Dark, I like yours.

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    Thank you

    Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe

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    dark wall black veil of night, cold-space cosmic suction
    tomcat-in-boots,
    enlighten us
    show us the way to daily exhalation!
    these worn-out symbols won't do for lunch
    NO! NO! NO!
    poor us, we must have a three-course meal:
    repress - regress - regret,
    repent, you serpentine amalgamation!
    he is my lizard and my love,
    would that he never were.
    the beginning is nigh!
    queue up and wait to be born!
    too young begoggled for too old,
    too bold enthrottled by too still,
    oh fie, oh cross, oh pelican,
    I smell your barbarous blood!
    swish swish your rapier have at you mouse!
    Who, by all means, taught the boy this stupidity?
    Thus spake the landlord crook-nosedly.
    Oh sublime spirit of minute enwrapment,
    brush thy worshipers with thy arctic wings!
    Ship off the buttered film from our eyes and
    dagger our bowels through freeze-dried.
    crow-circle against orange clouds,
    wuuaargh
    uaaaargh
    bluuaaaargh
    arachnoid, HO!
    Azure inflatable llama furs!
    the latest craze from Malmidar!
    Buy one get one free!
    gooooody, gooooody, gooooody
    'atta boy!
    If all is said, the nail's been hit,
    the oxen faced, the camels fed,
    and all the lovely pigeons dead,
    Why, then, my lord, so be it!
    Last edited by SleepyWitch; 11-11-2008 at 01:07 PM.

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    Streached
    across the arid
    land

    silenced
    before the clock
    is stuck

    with no name
    no call to make

    Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe

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    Flash; click; shutter
    highlighted; eye-blink
    dark and light
    sounds go off
    ring like bells
    blinding illumination
    broken glass
    lime light
    shot off
    reel; real
    span around
    shove; jostle
    whined
    back-forward
    senses deadened
    rewind
    stop
    forward
    unwound

    Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe

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