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Satiable I get the feeling its hunger,
it fills me with the need to feed the absence,
it was narrow like two sides that ricochetted
between the waning silence
like a knife that jabs the sides of a sweet decay
as maddening as these psychopathic pangs
to rinse and repeat every four hours,
as to emerge from the experience unscathed
as these signals ranged from meteor showers
to demented moans from the painted folds of a smile
wanting them to die, to fade, yet they hunger
and rage like a river of flame, a blanket of ice,
we would do anything to kill. The empty-dull feeling
was disguised as a dagger full of poison wrongs
we was "not just hungry but also ravenous"
it fills me with the need to feed the absence,
it was narrow like two sides that ricochetted
between the waning silence
like a knife that jabs the sides of a sweet decay
as maddening as these psychopathic pangs
to rinse and repeat every four hours,
as to emerge from the experience unscathed
as these signals ranged from meteor showers
to demented moans from the painted folds of a smile
wanting them to die, to fade, yet they hunger
and rage like a river of flame, a blanket of ice,
we would do anything to kill. The empty-dull feeling
was disguised as a dagger full of poison wrongs
we was "not just hungry but also ravenous"
Literature
can you tell me real things
i didn't bother to ask you for anything this year
(even if black friday lasts all week
and dirt is cheaper on christmas eve)
no matter the cliche--
what i want you can't find in a store
the sound of bursting glass
and the strings of light out-of-focus
are definitions
the bleeding hands
the burning eyes
are the
meaning
Literature
I Will Not Be Hypnotized
I will not be hypnotized.
I will not be controlled. I will not be owned, I will not be confused. My mind will stay clear and strong, and I will remain my own man.
Your colored lights will not dazzle me. Your loud voices will not command me. Your images will not trick me, destroy me, and rule my mind. Crack into my skull and just try to take a hold on it, there is no grasp for you to find.
I will remain my own man, and I will not be owned.
Because I will not be hypnotized.
I will not be pressured.
I will not be forced, I will not be tricked.
I will not listen to the voices of the multitudes. Two and two is four, one and one is two. A th
Literature
things stay the same
Stripped tinsel
crushed beneath;
warm lights and
the red-gold glow of
reflections
Crepe and cellophane
drowning in
half-empty wine glasses--
tape hung over
under trash and
the re-gifted morning
afters
Tree-lights and ribbon-frays
tracing paper and
curled to
remember resolutions
crawling beneath
the bows
of years to come
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The depths of a hunger was like the sharpness of a blade
both dull and overbearing till the feeling has to fade.
both dull and overbearing till the feeling has to fade.
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