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In a low dungeon, flickering torches throw subtle shades of light over homely brown hearthstone.
On a bed soft and warm, moulded perfectly to shape, I have nothing to do, and no one to see.
I resist relinquishing the reverie, of warm contented apathy
To stay bathing in the torchlight, of a dungeon self-imposed.
 
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Let Go

Even though I know,
they still remind me...
she's gone.
And nothing I could do
will ever bring this one back.
I hear some mourn
for their loss
of the one they loved...
Lamenting to me,
"She's found another!
I want life to end!"
I shake my head,
I walk away.
They know not how lucky
they are today.
The one they love
is still living AND happy.
Granted, not with them...
but I'd take than any day.
My only hope is that
at the end of that sheet,
she turned into a hangman's rope,
she found a sliver of peace...
I hope, oh I hope.........
 
panic in paradise said:
Time: Bearing no texture or form
Of your presence I take wonder
In my presence you take shape
I as your host am only quarreling with myself
At the sense of your lacking
And so inward I look for patience
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Fucking nice.

*EDIT: That's not just nice, that's fucking incredible.

I like your mind.
 
For only a day shall help you rest

From the depths of darkness from where all thoughts began,
Become voices who tell us plenty from within.
Enough from my mind, all the havok It shall seek
What really matters are the cracks that wear thin.
To escape from its retched hold. From its glory it shall peak,
it will know your pain and make yourself weak.
It will come back to haunt you for the rest of your days,
For it is you, your own mind. That’s only what it says.
You cannot kill it as that would be suicide, but rather you should sit there accept it and Acclimatize.
As the thoughts role through, and give me my lecture.
There is nothing to be learnt,
As it’s already ripped from ya!
 
Darkness be my friend, comfort me and hold closely all of my regrets and missed steps, shower me with your shadows so to cast me as invisible, I can see outside but the rest only see a peripheral shudder, a visual glitch.

When, you kiss me, you, darkness, my friend with no face, you hum an ancient lullaby that eases me into that dream ridden world and upon waking, darkness, we shall dance together again.

A.
 
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Oh, btw there have been some really great posts lately especially from people I haven't seen post before. Nice writing guys.

A.
 
Dubulous. said:
^^dude, that was fuckin NICE!

That should be read spoken-word style in the movie Dead Presidents.

very well-designed imagery. excellent
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Ha! That's a tempting suggestion. Thanks for the kind words. Diggin' the stream-of-consciousness flow of yours and found these lines particularly powerful:

I would imagine what dawns on us in our last days,
is how life never fit inside of a catch phrase

And that's coming from someone who spent 15 years writing poetry and can't stand most straightforward end-rhymes. Keep it up!
 
PainSucks said:
Ha! That's a tempting suggestion. Thanks for the kind words. Diggin' the stream-of-consciousness flow of yours and found these lines particularly powerful:

I would imagine what dawns on us in our last days,
is how life never fit inside of a catch phrase

And that's coming from someone who spent 15 years writing poetry and can't stand most straightforward end-rhymes. Keep it up!
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Thank you, much appreciated. I am not a huge fan of end rhymes either, but since I'm a rapper I don't have much choice, haha. That's why I usually throw in some extra syllables, like "LAST days, CATCH phrase"....or "quarter of a century...sorta like they're meant to be"....etc etc etc....

I just read your piece again...I really do enjoy it man...I'm telling you, that should be read narrator style in the beginning of a badass movie.
 
What world does a dead man belong to?

The two worlds, the dead and the living,

Have begun to co-exist in these marginal spaces

Therefore forming the ghost class

Dense pockets of methane gas would be ignited by their kerosene lamps

While the bustling commerce of the great city

Conjures up its opposite.


NSFW:
I feel like scum because I didn't actually come up with that, though I love it and felt like sharing it.
 
New light induction
Mind opened magic
New vistas roll over
Old hills of pain.

Fresh face to meet with
New breath to speak with
Blue skies to seek with
Grand types of fame

New vistas roll over
Old hills of pain.
 
Shedding Skin

.........................................
you are alone......................
..........................abandoned
.................by your fantasies
.........................................

(delve deeper)
beyond the ray guns
..........and the manta rays
underneath the bottom of reality

......................
let slip the dog,
my zoophilic
pornographers
.....................

(penetrate)
.............deep
where no light
may travel
and night
is forever
without
day

..........
behold
nothing
..........

(impregnate us)
kill the........child
..........inside......
.......yourself......

..............
hide there
..............

...your dribbling...
...canine phallus...
....ejaculating.......
..a constant mist...
..into the dead air..

(delve deeper)
beyond fetish and taboo
where candle wax figures
boast...melting...genitals

.................................................................
where daddy bears.......................................
howling, like Ginsberg...................................
...jerk off into salad bowls.............................
.........forever ejaculating..............................
.................into dead air...............................
......................................pearl ribbons.........
......................................dangling from........
...................................................their........
...................................................beards.....
.................................................................

(reveal to me)
a landscape of flesh
your skin stretching far
............as the eye.......
.............can see.............
the two of us, synchronized
masturbatory organisms...
......like psychic firework
displays..........together
...a hundred thousand
.......crooked smiles
...dripping with
delirious love

.............................................................
stretched assholes like deflated balloons.....
tight white t-shirts reduced to scraps..........
underwear around ankles..........................
little pink inch-worms....standing, as if erect
..............................................................

(pregnancy) hide yourself there
underneath the bottom of reality
where no light may travel
and night is forever
without day

..........................................................................
your dribbling canine phallus..................................
........ejaculating a constant mist............................
of bitter milk into the dead morning air...................
your long pink tongue lashing against itself.............
tearing...........like fingernails through wet cobwebs.
........................................................................
........................................................................
...force air inside yourself then breathe the cavity...
.......................................................................
........................................................................
...................force air inside yourself....................
.................then breathe in the womb..................
.......................................................................

(peel back and see)
vein upon vein upon vein
.........exposed..............
red......purple........blue
.........your sheath tight
around your sword

When I breast-fed.........................................
Mum had a million freckles..............................
................between her tits.............................
....................................................................
I see them.....................................................
when I close my eyes......................................
....................................................................
...........Dad unzipped and exposed himself to me
.............................when I was eleven or twelve
....................................................................
I still see it, sometimes....................................
..when my cock is hard....................................
.........his big hairy dick....................................
....................................................................

(peel back) my foreskin
(and watch) the pink wrinkled
.......cauliflower crown.........
stretch back over itself........
revealing...........................
my bulbous........................
........shiny.........................
..........red..........................
..........nob..........................
.........................................
.................let urine flow......
.......like tank-water..............
.......from broken sprinklers....
...........................................
squat on my chest..................
..............soak me..................
...I want to swim in your piss...
............................................

(until) you wake up...........................
abandoned by fantasy.......................
on your hands and knees...................
surrounded by used Kleenex..............
.............................rubbing semen....
.............................into the carpet....
........haunted............................
........by memories.....................
........of leaking fluids............
........and shedding skin..........
 
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I prayed for angels to take the pain
They didn't come
I prayed for serenity again and again
It didn't come
I prayed for strength to riegn
I'm still waiting
 
Corrosive, the awkward tears
that roll down both cheeks,
burning flesh away, along their
acidic path, eventually falling
from your quivering jaw, onto the
concrete streets, where they offer
no sanctuary from your kind of
broken heart.

A.
 
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I see beauty behind your torn body and the love behind that front
I can converse in conversation when every reply is a grunt
I gladly run behind to put your everything before
Yes it would be nice if you gave a little more
But hey...thats the life I chose
No matter how it goes
 
Do I save my own life or save you
Should I let my other take my hand
drag me away and cut me free
I ponder, me, you or him;
Understand,
memories tie me to you
as my saviour tries to unbind us
to build a future for two
 
10 I was shy and awkward
20 I held vanity in regard
30 my body wept in regret
My mind wrapped in woe
 
I want to be numb I know ive been dumb
On tidal waves and suicidel raves
Too many tears spent over the years
Lack of caring so damned overbearing
I climb a wall just again to fall
I need you I dont want to
Frantic calls strengthen the walls
you've fucked my head I wish you dead
You want a fight? you got one! Alright?
 
Thou said:
Has anyone seen the green mile?

I wish I had his power.

i'd grab my mother by the throat softly.... suck the negativity out of her but give her a glimpse of my perspective; then vomit wasps out through the dissonant air. Then we MIGHT have a relationship...
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Could never have put it better
 
4eva, that was pretty Beat. Anyway...


I follow the lines
on the palm of my hand
looking for a sign
trying to understand
what will be and why
fate written in skin
a story that cannot lie
I must know I will win
that I shall be blessed
and emptiness come to an end
if I learn what's best
things can be put to mend

But I'm sorry to report
yet hardly shocked
that my wealth line is short
and my love line blocked
a cruel destiny
to be worthless 'til dead
never sharing the best in me
bringing forth evil instead

Should I fight vainly for good
or cut my losses and run
I grieve and I brood
in Icarian flight toward the sun
 
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