A tear ruptures the frame Individual reality screaming Abstract enlightenment unworded Expressionless it dwells within Ripping through all thought Until there is only
One
To share verbalize explain To open perspective eye ear mind End beliefs and believe anew
Mind out of time speaks to the next Mouth piece of the brain Salivating theories That pool into words
Instrument of birth Spilling life between the margins
Marriage of media to beast Slave to foreign currencies That wash ashore on native currents Indigenous the waters Extraterrestrial the life That drinks of its body
“To live,” thus spake the parasite
Heliocentric view that we may see Blinded by its looks Literal interpretations Of ancient fiction Over wine laid on the backs Of prostrate children
“To live,” thus spake the parasite
Fire from skies akin To some ancient fulfillment Arms racing like two hands Moving forward to grasp the same things Greedy to crush that which offends The beholder’s eye
You wrap around
Snake in flesh
Bite delivers pain
Pale is she
Scales of winter
Burn like crimson flame
Her words like death
Disguised as life
It hurts to say her name
To those that ask
Surrogate wife
I choke her in my dreams
We fall we fall we dance through the air
On wings of angels slain
We talk of things from one to the next
But we never can hear a thing
We die resurrect just to hang by our necks
Just a test my choir would sing
I sing I sing of the moment of death
When we mated our flesh to our graves
It is said that
The ways of
This woman is wild
A past that lies
Longer than
Many a mile
She says not
What you heard
With a smile
So dread her
Coming flee if
You’re found
To believe or not to believe or not
Remember that she wears the crown
She deceives but can hardly see
So watch who you be when she is around
Her name is a sound offensive to clouds
They cry and cover the sky in a shroud
They know that she is the bringer of dark
The slayer of all things profound
I also used this poem, Styx, as part of an intro to a song from an unfinished album, Stark Silence – the song is called River of Tears, you can hear it below:
Starks (@starks-official)gave me this short beat…so I used it for the intro…of course, I didn’t know River of Tears would be an intro until today…when I recorded it 😛
I’ve started love
I’ve finished love
I’ve learned how words
Can diminish love
I’ve followed roads
To the ends of love
To make a long story short
I’ve been in love
I was in love
I’m still in love
This diamond ring on my pinky
Used to be on her
I wasn’t birthed by love
I was cursed by love
I know that look in her eyes
When I hurt my love
After the promise to her
That I’d never hurt my love
I’ve been blessed by love
I’ve been vexed by love
I’ve been asked those tricky questions
Made to test my love
I know the wistful thoughts
Of unrequited love
I’m ill equipped for love
I’ve gotten sick of love
Listen
I’ve searched for
Found one
And lost me a real love
If love is the fountain
I thirst to be filled up
A
Pause
In
My
Rhythm
Stop
I have had a whole half of me
Forcefully ripped the fuck off
Left bleeding and hurt and broken
Down down down into devastation
But I did not cry
No
The tears came later
With a phone call
After my verbal prostration
I was told of the new
Improved me
Was politely informed
That it would probably
Be for the best
If we were to never speak again
She hung up
Next day
Changed her number
I have been removed
Replaced by love
I have been in love
With the idea
Of being in love
I have been
And still am
Loved by those
Who accept
The non-
Reciprocation
They find
Our bonds
Are breaking
When they tell me
They love me
And look
In my eyes
And see that I
Will not
Give them
The lie
Sorry
I am not your final destination
Because I know
I know the joys
The fulfillments of love
I know the poets love
The singers love
I know platonic love
A swinger’s love
I’ve had childish loves
I often dream of love
I have spilled out my soul
To redeem a love
I’ve often been told
There’s no such thing as love
11 Nov 2006
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Except For Dreams
It’s so hard
To go forward
He said looking
Slightly to the sky
So hard to build
Easy to destroy
Why do you
Think that is
He asked me
Awaiting an answer
That he knew
I knew
A pause
As birds
Fly across
The sunlit
Skies screaming
Their freedom
Except for dreams
He said before
I could answer
Except for dreams
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