Amidst sodden ground,
The last grave was dug, then sunk
Into death's bossom.
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Amidst sodden ground,
The last grave was dug, then sunk
Into death's bossom.
Into death's bosom
Like a door grown stone hinges
We, in glue eyed sleep
We, in glue-eyed sleep,
wander without noticing...
time slips through fingers.
time slips through fingers,
and out the rooster's feathers,
when it squawks at dawn.
when it squawks at dawn,
I walk my final footsteps—
what an hour to die…
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What an hour to die
What a dull undertaking
So many questions
So many questions
I want to ask the great king
But what should I ask?
But what should I ask,
being that I'm unsure about
my sexuality?
my sexuality
or yours, his, hers, theirs; we tend
to all fit someone.
To all fit someone,
Base instincts pursue passions,
Attractions to self?
:wave: Janine
Attractions to self?
Nay. Attractions to something
resembling ourselves
Resembling ourselves,
So we peer into a soul,
A mirror-like self.
Hi ktd222!:wave:
Going to shut computer down :crash: and go to bed! Nite all.
A mirror like self
Stared at me from the lake top
The boat floated on
the boat floated on
a transit of mercury
darkness or delight?
"Darkness or delight
Mutually exclusive?"
Asked day, of the night.
asked day of the night,
why do you hide your starry
eyes and golden soul?
Eyes and golden soul
Stevie Wonder drives away
In a London cab.
In a London cab,
Virginia wrote me,
A letter waterlogged...
A letter waterlogged
from the tears of a sad girl.
Cheer up kid, here's gum.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Dry_Snail
Isn't that 5, 6 and 6?
I'm confused?
Cheer up kid, here's gum
laced with dirt flavor. Hope it's
as good as I feel.
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as good as I feel,
pass me my old guitar, lads
I feel like a song…
I feel like a song
Rushing from the gaping mouth
Of a volcano
of a volcano
old poets were never wrong
breughel's icarus
Breughel's Icarus
Now music by Vangelis,
Creative souls all.
Creative souls all.
one by one each dropt out from
the constellation
The constellation,
Ever brilliant, changing moods;
One star stands alone.
One star stands alone
On a shelf, behind a book
Titled 'Never dids'.
Titled 'Never dids'.
Which seem to contradict the
fact that "one star stands..."
Fact, that one star stands
Like a reed in fickle breeze
Bending towards fame
Bending towards fame—
Tantalizing gold apple—
Hangs just out of reach…
Hangs just out of reach…
I reach for a lower limb
for unripened fruits
For unripened fruits
of love require patient faith;
he watches her leave.
he watches her leave
then the blossoms have their day
he leaves her fruitful
He leaves her Fruitful
Her favourite cereal
She eats the whole box
She eats the whole box,
and lifts a can to tip more,
mouth-corner dripping.
Mouth-corner dripping,
Ravenous child, arm stretches
Towards Ma's warm cookies.
Towards Ma's warm cookies,
a kitten scrawls brail and prints
her pad undesigned.
Her pad undesigned
The hippy chick strolls the rooms
Looking for a Door