mrdaft

Some days it takes more intergrity to stay there you might think.

All I can think of today is a monty python song with totally different lyrics. It is funny, but only to me. Though I am sure plath, wilde, rossetti, and poe would be laughing...then we would all go play with arsenic and old lace.

So, you thought you knew, but did you. I saw the answers, today too tired to give you that three o'clock fix. Instead I respond so how you will know.

Red adorned cowl
striped socks
the nightline sky
blizzard flurries
hearth heated
shackled not
mattock free
fear keeps head down
i die alone everyday, in this city and there
wicked wolves
forsake what you hate
simple is never that easy
complicated is always easier
it is only in chaos that order is born
Pursed lips can be a whisle, beckoning
a grip with bloody fingers
cut never deep enough
I bleed ribbons of red
If I die wrap me in them
let it be the beginning of the end

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depart where you may, there is a port in every bay with thine name on a pier post. Always remember to put the gravol down with a shot, and an ahoy ye matie.
That time is not a possibility, I still have a coffin here to bury. lined in four colour panels. Aft, my sails shall be free to sail the oceans blue. Then, and only then shall my essence be able to float. Whence landed, we shall dump casks upon the shores, make claims to what it is that makes a man do what he does.
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throwing lines of blow into vodka seems a waste of so much. Red bullet, red cowl, red nose for nought. Jaeger so much better a mix. One med with another. Sounds like a map to a treasure, a place where money means less, and the heart means more.

Ne'er was a thought in mine head. Let them smash you down, just keep getting back up and dusting off those knees. If they knockout a tooth you be only that one step closer to true freedom.

No mead has filled this belly tonight, Tonight I dream of there, and shed a tear for here is but a trap of aurai


The same token can be addressed to thee, of such cryptic manners, oft leaves a smirk.

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I am left screaming at night
painfully aware
my dignity stripped bare
Godiva, herself, adorned in more
tracing the shaowscapes
i begin to indulge myself
you being a source of serendipity
as i wish you extinguish thoughts
body rising, scratching my back
speaking with foreign silver forks
I see that tongue between lips
running out of movements
willing to submit
conquering conquistadora
fingerprints reached the ceiling
you have left tamanade
upon the source of intelligence
reaching within pulling out more
delving deeper, and harder
trying to reach that apex
a pinnacle of thought
zepplins zeroout zeniths
little critters scitter across
leaving hot wet markings

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Tonight, the mind is Dank
The body emtombed dry
The finger pricking
The eyes stinging
Can there be solitude
with one wish of mine
I close these torutred pupils
to fixate on the grids within
flashes of olympia and snow
shoot forward crossing the crimson
these azure spiderwebs cry
"let us free, let us free"
Like a christmas gift
peel back the layers
reveal the webs of nationality
cry out feint one
shun the shell
dwell down
sleep once and for all
kiss the maiden goodbye
say all you have to say
snip once, snip twice, snipped thrice
you shan't see the murky smile of niht
with her wink over yonder
for sleep is here
lie down, embarce the love
The blanket of red keeps you warm
while ancestors state decrees
and pleasures
Sleep now fair prince
Sleeponce
Sleep forever
Sleep little sheep
forget thy wolves
forget thy worries
feel sheep
sleep and forget all
Strange how light it is
Keeping a hush
Shush
recline
Sleep

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A man without anything is who I am, never fool yourself. Come soon, I wil not truly have nothing. Then I will be most free. If knowledge is power, and the lessons of time , of history can teach us to be stronger. Then I will be a knight without a lance, a horse. I will not even have a gerkin to wear. I will have the sanctity of knowing, and I guess in some perverse way I will have power.

I was never granted the ability to bat my eyes and get whatever I wanted. The best times I have had lay in the past, this trench I crawl in, was built my my two hands. I am left to finish fending for myself. Does anyone truly want to know what lies beneath my curtain.

Some say I am brave, some say I have courage, some say I have a conviction for what is right. I say I just try to live life the way it was meant to be. My history is much more complicated than most, and simpler than others. I have tried to travel every path that the forest of knowledge has put ahead of me. I see the fork coming up. I saw it on the map a while back. So tell me, what would you do? I scrounge quite often in the dirt, pinching the copper...ohh how easy it is to find copper. It is the other metals, and linen that I cannot find.

No one cares to know, because no one wants to know. Who are we? Who are you? Who am i? Why does this time keep repeating itself, what mistakes did we make? Did we take a turn in the forest ending up a previously travelled path? Shadows creep along in the tinest places, moving in, seeking to overtake. I try and stay the light.

Playing nice with the children is hard when the children do not want to play nice. Here, there and everywhere they seek only what they want. There is no revello waiting for them when they get home. Is it a king of the hill thing?

There is a corner or your mind, where the deepest thoughts go, it is the summit of your very existence. A place where no sense exists, but they all exist beyond comprehension. This place is a place of home and equity of you, your thoughts and well-being. It is the recessions of the deepest fears upon which you hide, and the greatest joys that you wish you could partake in as an eternal paradise. There is Charon to carry you across into this venture, the only payment you have to make is a pennance with yourself.
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Change, do not pass go, time to go back
Hieroglyphics? I think not
History was written by man long before then
paint me a buffalo, make it berry red
draw me a stick man
paint a yellow spear
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The way I see it, nothing I will ever say will ever make any difference ot anyone. I am not even a gear. Not a wave in the ocean. I will be forgotten. There is no Achilles here. Even if I was, my heel is my heart.
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Can you hear me, just let me drown again, be a baptism not of fire, but of water. Let the rebirth start today.
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Say something, Peep me...somedays I jones in anticipation for what may come next.
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it's kind of creepy. Savage beast.
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Do do do do ..I am moving to become that dobee.
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I miss romper room....but I still can look that magic mirror and see you sitting there with the glos of the screen relfecting on your semi-glossy face. Yeah I said semi-glossy...that is a good thing...it means your healthy.
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They came from everywhere,
They each took a place
they came for the last night
moving in slow
no one allowed to hold
finally broken free
of the lie of life
put in a grey suit.
sewn lips shut
looking petrified
lying dead in bed
failed as the poor
march along pallbearers
drag the coffin
god only knows
is afterlife real
strange fallen
the last waltz to the door.
oh, to be free
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I am like a beast, I tear out my insides. I have lost all meaning of control. You'll often try to sleep with the thought of wondering why. You'll never get it right,
can anybody be willing to find me. I have gotten to the point of barely being able to still stand on my feet.
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I have no fucking clue where I was heading with this either...I am sure if I slept it would help,