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LUCID II

Contributed by urban_alien on Wednesday, 17th March 2004 @ 07:50:14 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Alien, my mother
Tongue worries in
A fever. 'Le Petit Mort'.
Mortuary sighs fill the
Chaos with disaster.
What do you mean so
Mean to me
Ahhh, see
What it is to be yours
In nothing yours
In everything your Lady
Gone. Exquisite is what
Your Lady called you today
Is another day to another.
Rolling like pearls of
Wisdom comes at the high price
Of Paradise lost in the
Verve and the splendour.
Your carriage awaits
To take you to the end
Of forever I know nothing
But I am nothing.
Just a pile of old words
Mouldering and sweating.
Moulding my new universe around
A plastic Venus a shadow
I know nought of.
What light from yonder window
Breaks the window with a stone
Heart of fools gold. Silver shining
In the mud-light moonlight.
me cadaver and me
All the way to morning-light then
Crumble in the slavery of your
Heart-light your heart, my heart beating as
One of us must die tonight.
There is no tomorrow for
Cosmic such as we are.
Comic strip I strip
A new game at a feast of
Bloodless hearts dead
Star shining bright night
Knight of the shadows and
The magnitude of this love you will never know.

"But i want to know... how i want to know!"

11/03/2004

Copyright © urban_alien ... [ 2004-03-17 07:50:14]
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Re: LUCID II (User Rating: 1 )
by we_were_left_darkling on Tuesday, 30th March 2004 @ 09:39:05 AM AEST
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A beautiful torrent of words... and hope which turns to scorn when it knows that it is nothing.

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