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Untitled 95Written here... All but the true levity of action All but the absence of distractionUntitled 95
Fingertip making patterns in my meager drink of regret patterns oh so strange glasses tipped
runneth over
Haunting smile from ill-begotten memories and dark desires
unspeakable by nature unnamable by design
taking flight through chemical enhancement humbled by her enchantment
But not countable by any sort of rhythm not discernable by any sort of rhym
by ~slickrick668
Untiltled 114See now... the dark corners of rooms where long ago I once made my bed A childhood lost like my fathers love wanting.... like the sons he never knew Rain puddles in spring blinking with peeking sunlight like my mothers eyes shone before she closed them too soon cloudy wraiths moving shadows that may have once been memories barely out of reach like the nieghbors plum tree just at my fingertips from the top of the fenceUntiltled 114
by ~slickrick668
LimboA final snowfall Creeps cold through the cracks in my sanity that not even her sleeping soft sighs could preventLimbo
The chill goes to my bones and i wish i could sleep but the fire goes unstoked and the letters go unmailed
At least its not February
The bare light bulb in this room casts a curious shadow my empty glass casts a dubious mood
Still though the dead remain silent no help from those hands
Even those animate have too much pretention to throw a line for ones in need &
by ~slickrick668
Button DownWould you like me more if i were someone else?Button Down
I think i might
But i walk through this ill concieved master plan making a mantra of "Everything hapens for a reason"
Steal a bit of sanity make it look like i've grown but im just a kid in a nice suit
So, you'd probably think less of me if i slipped a hand under your dress
Though i havent had quite enough to drink for that
Yet....
by ~slickrick668
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CrossroadsCrossroadsCrossroads
Words of destruction like gleaming knives Tears unfallen; crystallized A heart that bursts with unfelt pain The feeling of trust taken and betrayed
The stabbing, the cries, the proud that have fallen The one with great power reduced to the common The royal, the noble, the friend in between Three different paths; three destinies
The electrocuting shock in a steel morning sky The reasons unuttered; no one knows why Decisions forged; bonds broken too late Three friends from their youth no longer the same
Their shadows tell stories
by ~kaibasgirl
Aphelion, revisedMaybe it would be best to tell you nowAphelion, revised
that there are squalls in your eyes.
In the black of your pupil,
I found a clipping of her hair. It wasn't mine
to find; I left it there. Hurried to what I love most,
your herculean jaw.
I close my eyes to a burst of red,
and though it reminds me of your strength, I see nothing but her jacket.
It was lying about in your sclera. Your lips, pressed hard together, thin houdini lips,
an exclamation.
Your mouth parts, to breathe
and allow me passage into the wintry fjord,
by `Comrade-Kelly
Another WorldA different dimension, Logic expanding, Pledging all my work Into an ascension. Deliberately trying To appease My progression, It will be flying.Another World
Tampering with magic, All in odd divisions, Coherence is needed, For the ending not to be tragic. Assimilating new theories, Unwanted status quo, Being where I want, Having no queries.
It all starts to amalgamate, It starts to come together, Understanding, This is not my fate. I revert back to the present, Returning to sanity, I sit down and think, M
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- Current Residence: Medicine Hat, Alberta, Canada
- Interests: Music, Poetry, Guitar
- Favourite movie: The Princess Bride
- Favourite band or musician: Tool
- Favourite genre of music: Metal
- Favourite artist: Dali
- Favourite poet or writer: Leonard Cohen
- Favourite photographer: My Mom
- Operating System: Windows, Vista, Blah
- Skin of choice: My Own!!!
- Favourite game: Risk
- Favourite gaming platform: Xbox 360
- Favourite cartoon character: Nathan Explosion
- Personal Quote: I am the bad guy
- Tools of the Trade: Pen, Paper, Calloused Fingers
- Email: slickrick668@msn.com
- MSN: slickrick668@msn.com
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