Month: September 2000

Keep Your Laws off My Body

Whose laws? I wonderI’ll worry about that later The more important issue, it seemsIs that of this composition of fleshTo whom does this body belong? I ask myself The plans were written on strands of protein It is not my concern, presently, by whom they were writtenThe materials were collected as other bodies perishedAnd my […]

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Infinite

I cross a river with no banksTo forests without treesMy loss I seek in this journeyAnd discontent to please I think that which did not startMust surely never endA drink I take from empty cupWith nothingness I blend This thought I couldn’t comprehendThis question with no answerTo rot is simply how I growMy progress is […]

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The Consumption

There exists within my mindA sense of beauty undefinedBut when I seek it I go blindAnd to my search I am confined It comes when I do not expectAnd brings a need to introspectOn thoughts and feelings I collectThis beauty has a strong effect The principles I compromiseAnd seek to find my own demiseThough my […]

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Compulsion

Everywhere I look, it seemsreplacements are abound.Right now I have only dreamsto ease the pain I found. Or make it worse, if that’s the case;I’m sure that much will do.Whatever I get from the chaseI cannot make it through. Bang my head against the wall,this time I will not bleed.Maybe I can keep it allif […]

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Pilgrimage

The two stepped out, their mission clearThey must escape that placeBut relief was not so nearAnd so they set their paceThey walked across the open fieldAnd made it to the streetAlthough the snow would hardly yieldTheir goal they had to meetTheir socks were wet; their ears were coldBut still they walked alongThough not to do […]

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Aurora

I sat alone on our park benchAnd waited by our pondDeep is thirst I try to quenchWith memories so fond My Aurora has departedAnd this I had to learnI do not know how this startedOr why my soul must burn Present tries and will remove meI do not want to leaveThis time does not have […]

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Hurt

Perhaps the time has come once moreTo hurt a girl whom I adoreTo action moved by appetiteI took her out into the nightAnd so it was that this beganI follow through with unknown planThough I try to maintain honorI pin all frustration on herShe may now often fall behindAnd to my sickness she is blindI […]

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