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Sunset Was Created
**LYRICS OF EVE**
My spirit creature
Is no man divine
Who tipped from my
Womb my innocence
Healed over like
Scab after punishment
For love and for loss
Thrown away unfairly
At what cost
To myself
And the rest
Of humanity?
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Overcast Eve
*******LYRICS OF EVE*********
cloudy remnants on
display; up for bid,
fatigue
not heartless, yearning
nothing more
than a dance
to a man; romance
only solitude painted
like white on wicker
sure to fade
a flicker
of hope lost,
like light beams
from forever ago
false hope
like lights
up the night sky
what we see
has been lost for
ever -
Newspeak
Lace wound up in burning wire
Leaking wet in aching fire
Sickened architects' desire
Senseless angles, leaning ire
Bloody sickness to conspire
Growth and death to be admired
Destruction, lay waste not to death
But everlasting life and any
Innocence that could be claimed
From youth
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Future Past
hapless
as the night is young
flowing indeterminate
indivisible by everything
I stroll onward of infinity
wary of restless stop
Flee the bleak future
never to see fruit plucked from the hand of decision
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Feast of The Soul
for Blessed Kateri Tekakwitha
Meager appearance on this land fall
Fealty aside the prodigal call
A yearning that most would grasp
Tis the shadow of baited love to last
Not to purge but gorge oneself the tall
Vocation to feast upon the souls
That feed the union yet pay the toll
For the prodigal failures
Not one but all
A need to seek and love both large and ( Read more... ) -
To Be Fortunate
Recall the crash
That caused the rush
Of blood
To crumple words
Before last breath
The curtain of death
Black and low
Lids and spinning
Wheels under vision
Of night one died
Before your eyes
Is to be
Fortunate
In your arms at
Last beat and breath -
Who Would He Be
The devil
Would be a charming old man
Sharp as a whip
With a cane in his hand
Over for supper
He would invite
All of the creatures
That rule the cruel night
The piano would play
Of its own accord
And instead of a blessing
He would curse the Lord
His house is red brick
And dutch glass to boot
An antique of style
A tempting class to loot
The devil is wary
Of those ( Read more... ) -
Aloof Residents of An Empty Heart
Aloof,
Those grand guards keep;
From the innocents,
Though they weep!
Residents,
They scowl out;
Towards a moon,
To whom they can not shout!
The empty heart
Is fettered
With tears
When love
Can not be vetted with years. -
Sleep, Wept The Weary
Sleep,
Wept the weary one,
Grey hair and shattered nose.
Sleep,
Called The Furies, One,
Cracked teeth and ragged hose.
Sleep,
Cried the daughter,
Sleep,
Shrieked the bird,
Why can't you weep,
And get it over with? -
The Fare of Truth; A Feast Denied
I am not hungry ( Read more... )