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psychological-inflection

Contributed by Tanzanite on Saturday, 28th September 2002 @ 07:10:00 AM in AEST
Topic: FathersDayPoems



you breathed life into the universe~left it covered in scars of psychological-inflection on dry dirt on earth~the womb, my celestial playing field~where everything began when my mother played my shield~kept her emotions sealed~through me it was healed~wit the wind i screamed~inside my dying dreams~nothin is what it seems~as i watched my voice evaporate into the atmospheric echoes of my mothers blood streams~11 years later...you still continued to make me feel like a collection of poorly assembled pieces~my anger increases~suckin on my brain cells like leaches~you and racism....go hand in hand~you speak languages that ive never been able to fully translate or understand~ I sit monkstyle in a reclusive state of mind~venturing into concave dimensional spheres hearing the hollow echoes of infinitive thoughts of mine~seeking solitude during a solitary walk along avila beach while watching my minds' shadow metamorphasize into ambidextrious arms reaching for irremmediable promises only to find a room filled with sadness, gloom,madness and doom...the fruits in a melancholy swell~quinching the thirst of my roots of endless hell~ constantly riding on an emotional rollercoaster of ambivalence, slowly being morphed into a separate entity and losing the knowledge to support myself on my feet~cause im now growing fins and gills...but still...i stay walkin on dry land...as it soakes the oceans' spills.

By
Tanzanite




Copyright © Tanzanite ... [ 2002-09-28 07:10:00]
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Re: psychological-inflection (User Rating: 1 )
by lilch4ever on Saturday, 29th March 2003 @ 01:29:32 AM AEST
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I really enjoyed reading this it was very interesting. Although I'm a little confused. I understand a little bit though. Nice write.


Re: psychological-inflection (User Rating: 1 )
by ammalu on Thursday, 17th June 2004 @ 01:42:58 AM AEST
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appears incomplete - 'anger - racism ' - discreptiion is a bit confusing - good effort - keep writing.




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