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this is my secret page for people who read all the poetery on the last one....
these are somewhat newer, somewhat darker.
Feel free to contact me if you would like to publish your poetery to the web, yeah, maybe I'll give you a hand.
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a silent
block of nothing
which means
nothing. and comes from
nothing.
Yes, a meaningless emptiness,
of space am i.
drifting on the pure and
absolute blackness of the void,
forever waiting for the
agonizing
Of diamond to vinyl,
of wire to rubber,
of air to flesh,
of chemical to thought and
then back again.
endless perpetuity, and obscurity,
in circuitry.
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- sinuously burning
- creeping along from
- tendrils of night
- last celebration is
- beginning and end
ing with final totality.
a wasted excrement of dross
churning and melting in its
course through
my system of stars
holy night deserves no where.
deserves not, yet recieves.
deterred, yet now believes.
last hope when light
breaks its unfailing watch
gargoyle of plaster and lime
cracks unwielding braces,
glares a circling gaze.
Air flows, aside cool marble,
the underside transfigured
by the flight of the thunderous imp.
a rip, of flapping and gawking,
and sweaty shivers
sinking into veils
of leaves.
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