

Masks for the VoidLillithMasks for the Void
A wind when youre wandering piercing through your cotton coat under the white crescent listening to the sound of gears not revolving.
That owl that trails
the rustling of trees, Lillith, better known as the first banished of Eden (though were all exiles from there), the one who pursues those who outwalk the furthest city light.
The alleyways you only notice with the moon, her course leads to the shades and all who follow the serpent become part of the million eyed creature known as the night.


DreambirdsZoos make good metaphors, for whatDreambirds
exactly? Ideas from the mind fade when my eyes override my thinking. Theyre too distracted watching the tiger hiding between two meager leafed trees, sided on yellow grass. Their obsidian ribbons have a way of appearing as if designed purely by aesthetics, like a painter or a poet might. Perhaps that is why there are more pictures in the world of tigers, than there are tigers in the forest.
Islam's apocalypse (it is almost parody how we lost the first meaning of that word: "a lifting of the veil") brings winged messen


On MartiansWhen Herschel spotted distant water in the crimson quiet orb behind the sky, he sparked in dreams, in stories, life outside Earth, in the heavens-we were not alone. They (Bradbury and Wells) described the first contact (read: combat), silver saucers held a vague and bulbous, fragile gray people with neon lasers green and dreamlike peace. The Mariner (our answer to their absence) a journeyer across the void to meet at Mars, a newer face. When we got there all we found was the barren rusting ground; another empty thing, among vacant lots.On Martians


Inability to Fill EmptinessThe earth sings Mi Fa Mi misery, misery, the hollow cry of scarecrow effigies and tin men with lack of hearts and minds. Forever forgetting themselves, their place and their vacancy.Inability to Fill Emptiness
The earth sings Mi Fa Mi famine, famine, the void ground. This gold road solves all desires, you speak in lies; wizard illusions. Cities of emerald and ruby let us ignore hunger only briefly.
Lets go home, back to grayscale
and circles. If youre unhappy again after the curtains close just remember, the earth sing


the pronoun so hardly usedi have a propositionthe pronoun so hardly used
for a preposition (with is its name, we is the pronoun oh so hardly used)
(it waves hello in the hall but says nothing)
hey you, by the chair, (standing, leaning over to assist someone at their desk) my friend says he wants you.
i enjoy your little dance, you know? because its like a reference point really puts things in perspective, you know?
(my other friend says
she wants him (but she has him))
(different pronouns at work here, but the point


like Trotsky in Mexicoi conjugate apples to apples replacing you with syntactic dribble, spilling onto my shirt, buttoned collar to crotchlike Trotsky in Mexico
i am marrying words like you married your dolls in the seventh grade the little weddings, bride a tacky white christmas tree, white as pearl, crashing into a cake, breast-like goblets as the groom snickered softly to himself and slipped the ring down his throat like a hook on a fishing line. she was left, a Great Red Spot on her Jupiter panties, a glazed wreck on the tongue of red velvet. &nb
Devious Comments
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finish
we are like roses that have never bothered to
bloom when we should have bloomed and
it is as if
the sun has become disgusted with
waiting
charles bukowski
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Please?
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Wow... those aren't hard to type at all!
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love = pain life = death one without the other is pointless
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It's not mess, it's curiosity...
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Death is the only way to achieve perfection.
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Death is the only way to achieve perfection.
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tomorrow will bring sunshine!
Well, I cannot get but only two of the groups that I need to display to display ... any suggestions as to why they arae
Nice to see a fellow Washingtonian here
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P L U R
[that is just the way we are]
"i'm a tekno rocka and you're dancing to my beat !"
We would love to see your work submitted to the club ^^ club, also don't forget to have a great time here and get to know the rest of the members make some new friends
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Feeling down or feeling great?
Tell us how you feel of late.
Inside is a great big ocean,
Of many people's *RawEm0tions!
It's a community club here on DA for poetry/prose alike. Give it a look. You will not be sorry.
also thanks for visiting my page.
as a new poet I am going to give you a watch, perhaps I can be of some assistance, I've been writing for 7 years.
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"No I'm sure the problem is with the operator, not the operating system."
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Everything works out in the end. If it's not okay, then it's not the end.
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Sory speelcheck isnt werking so my speling isnt up too par...
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