Withing this,
attempt to
Give me your knife,
and kill my alter.mention.to.a.reason.of.one
While i bleed
into your eyes.
My beast,
my memory,
my have jaded symposium of fear,
is this all a memory?
Like savaged children
tasting the wine of a deserts mockery
Or an expierience of reality,
reality only you can speak.
If your still innocent,
your counting microbes,
in the ions of the sky,
and when it comes to the day
x and x
touch the surface,
and cut the membrane of supposing walls,
Two lovers in a warm embrace,
taste the harmony of severity,
and the wrath of mercy.
She calls to him,
mid woken spread, into sheets and dew forms.
inbetween me lies an answer
and number of truth
when im seperating.
I feel sick
and abused
when i touch you
but only when i touch you
Touching you brings me closer to Da\'ath















Comments
What a stunning piece. I wish I could say more.. but I am still processing it.
Many of your poems have this... other.. quality to them.. this is one of them.
I love this.
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Nyk
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\"I Tell You: One must still have chaos in one to give birth to a dancing star!\" ~ Nietzsche
well im truly glad i could inspire such a wonderful bit of writing...not me..more so my own words...
but im glad it did.
this is absolutely marvelous...
the way in which you weave sadness and emotion with love..or tiny particles of what might of been love...very emotional..you actually made me cry...
im likely over emotional right now...but still...
breathtaking writing.
but yeah dood, this piece is astoundingly increadable.
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ingenius words: RAWK SCORE CHEESEBURGER STUFF WOOT!
and a few more: the way I'm blowing on my hot raviolli sounds like i'm doing lamaz!
and more: if we wreck, cheese will go everywhere.
This is something to be really proud of.
True words, bound with majick and lust and pain and pressure.
Eva is a goddess
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'I taste blood, and I like what I taste'
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writers bleed words...
freewill
over
fate...
...which do you choose (pick one)
+fav without a doubt!
This piece is really gr8 and im looking at ur other pieces and ur innovative style is appreciated.
I like the way it seems, in this piece, the concept of knowledge has evolved through realisation. I find an implied contradiction of the pursuit of gr8ness through pouring ur soul onto paper with mixed agendas: pursuit of gr8ness, but ultimately attainment of knowledge.
I love ur invitation to the reader in ur first stanza. And offcourse those are simply my interpretations.
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Waste not want not
-- The Mask
Third stanza is my favorite.
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