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~Splinters & Fragments~Knots & Bowels~Interlude & Atomic~
Contributed by
SensitiveSoAbused
on
Monday, 18th July 2005 @ 07:42:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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Splinters & Fragments
Knots & Bowels
Interlude & Atomic
(Interrogatory Emotional Purgation)
Now I am
a different colour
Seldom Blue
often Red, always
Black inside my Head…
Many times and again
(I am the original)
always static in my
Chair, Electric – !
((drooping to my wrist.))
mean While nose twitch!
(and head has chunks)
My stomach is in knots like a sailor
and I am to my death to keep afloat;
The world will end in a year and have
I got this screen of flickering temporary
to dive into your mind and leave
a piece of me inside you;
Myself: i have to –
Would have liked to have known
me; myself (I have flown)
on a bike less of angels,
from stairs and landing on head, and
Splinters and Fragments –
Insanity.
I am cold again, No
Expression, this is
Regression and this is futile.
My heart is out of its shell
out of its cage and again
stomach knots and bowels purge
why be warm I can be cold, i’m
retarded, already sold
overguarded, never bold
In the same place once again.
Black reflection still,
blue eyes are hollow
glasses glint i always swallow
emotions and then same will follow:
anger, apathy.
Frustration and helplessness
vacation under duress
my bed is empty, my arms are less,
I’m again unsatisfied.
And these poems and this pressure
to perform to rising measure,
I will not bring you any pleasure
with my words.
Green leaves and sky blue
masks stiffness of pants
Very red like always flood
and I am dancing too seldom
on my hands i’m on my knees…
like porridge always grey
always rape me very hard
Always like a schoolteacher
ruler outstretched hand.
Welts and bruises and I am torn
up inside like in a car
crash collision @ kph
(fire is licking me
burn these pages burn)
Interlude and atomic
bombs of a mushroom
…cloud ... in ... my …... head.?
tick, shiver
Hand of Clock
many minutes round my mind!
Shiny eyes racing and
I am lost!
back in this or in me
and this is contradictory…
This is it and this is the end
Where cliffs and oft-referenced old
come falling from the cold-
ness of my shelf… !
red lines and blue lines and
white lines of speed
rubber on highways
when i forget what i need
Hours of mindset and
have I found myself yet
again?
Copyright ©
SensitiveSoAbused
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2005-07-18 19:42:02]
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Re: ~Splinters & Fragments~Knots & Bowels~Interlude & Atomic~
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by Kaya-chan on
Monday, 18th July 2005 @ 08:09:07 PM AEST
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| this is very.... intersting. reminds me of how I felt the day before my grandpa's funeral. wonderful job. ~Kaya-chan |
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Re: ~Splinters & Fragments~Knots & Bowels~Interlude & Atomic~
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by FleurdeSang on
Tuesday, 19th July 2005 @ 07:31:35 PM AEST
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Jesus Christ, I think I should take my bike and fall down a flight of stairs too!! This is BRILLIANT, cheri! SO many things happening all at once, it's confusing and intriguing, beautiful and poignant, with your surreal visions of life and death, the complexities of the mind... your mind... Such divine expression, and only one measely comment? Two, including mine? What has this world come to??? AND A ****ING 1 ON VOTE?!?!?!?!!?!!?!?!?!?!?!? *breathes slowly and counts to 7503216740165432* Ok... I think I'm better now. Wow, these people just don't know a flawless poem when they see one, do they?
You create a warped melody of vibrant images... each one has it's own color, it's own emotion, it's own effect... the whole thing is sheer genius, but the lines that stood out and struck me the most were the following:
The world will end in a year and have
I got this screen of flickering temporary
to dive into your mind and leave
a piece of me inside you;
Myself: i have to –
Would have liked to have known
me; myself (I have flown)
Hours of mindset and
have I found myself yet
again?
That, my dear friend... is poetic perfection. Like aged wine, it has a luscious flavor, an intoxicating allure, a certain essence that seems to drown me in its undying splendor... And I believe that radiant beauty is the thing that your poured out through your pen.. your soul. You completely revealed everything inside of you, left bare and vulnerable to gaze at your form and do whatever they wish to you with their prying eyes... Accept what has been exposed, revel in the moment, or hate what they percieve... We all have our own perceptions of things.
Vivid... so very vivid, that it knocked the breath out of my lungs and left me dying for mere seconds... yet it felt like an eternity. Your words... they bring death... and life... all at once. I have been reborn... and inspired. Mon cheri Lane... thank you so much for this... this glorious painting of your thoughts and emotions. I absolutely adore it, and you deserve 7528370266502139023247 gold stars. But... since the meter doesn't go that high, I can only give you a five, lol. I hope I haven't rambled too much, :P. Fabulous write, sweetie. Do write again... Always a pleasure reading your work. All my love! Forever,
Your petite fleur,
~*Stephy*~ |
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Re: ~Splinters & Fragments~Knots & Bowels~Interlude & Atomic~
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by guiltycircles on
Tuesday, 18th October 2005 @ 07:40:48 PM AEST
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lane, this is amazing... it leaves me speechless...
love ur aussie chick
soph |
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