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the unseen
the unseen Posts: 372
edited December 2003 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
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it starts as a ping
soft
sure
building in intent
the sonic sensation builds
as the sonar voice takes hold
the echo slices thru my brain
cutting tissue into shreds
the pounding grows stronger
mental pinata explodes
candy and confetti
rain down to the masses
children dance shout and grab
at the falling treasures
once contained within me
raelynn pushes her way to the front
hoarding all that lies before her
as i drift into the darkness
i smile at the thought
the selfish little bitch
is eating the worms and maggots
that used to call my mind
their home
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  • tenaciousA
    tenaciousA Posts: 604
    so...
    speaking of eating brains...
    i don't think there's worms and maggots in fresh brain...
    shit comes out brown
    and it's nasty
    but

    t'round here, we's call shit "BIG POTS"









    tee hee
    ~all is full of love~
  • justam
    justam Posts: 21,415
    This ping poem is interesting. :D
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  • Sound
    Sound Posts: 579
    ha ha ha
    It was a dream, not a nightmare. A beautiful dream I could never imagined in a thousand nods. I saw this girl next to me, she wasn't beautiful until she smiled. And I felt that smile come at me in heat waves following. Soaking through my body and out my finger tips in shafts of color. And I knew somewhere in the world, somewhere, that there was love for me.

    Jim Carrol
  • tenaciousA
    tenaciousA Posts: 604
    Originally posted by justam
    This ping poem is interesting. :D

    i know...
    that quality of sonar caught me in the beginning :)
    ~all is full of love~
  • the unseen
    the unseen Posts: 372
    .
  • tenaciousA
    tenaciousA Posts: 604
    fight fire with fire
    for fire is bright
    a great orange light
    that thaws frozen bones
    and from that bright light
    white daisys take flight
    and make 'em call home
    ~all is full of love~
  • tenaciousA
    tenaciousA Posts: 604
    .
    ~all is full of love~
  • the unseen
    the unseen Posts: 372
    i warm frozen bones
    from flames
    that burn my once home
    will someone pass me a hotdog?
    i'm pretty fucking hungry.........
  • tenaciousA
    tenaciousA Posts: 604
    mustard or ketchup?
    ~all is full of love~
  • Julijana
    Julijana Posts: 18
    I really like this poem.
    once you know
    you can never go back...
  • BhagavadGita
    BhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    Originally posted by Julijana
    I really like this poem.

    me too.

    i could barely hear it at first but then it came through just fine.
  • Being Enlightened
    Being Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    Originally posted by the unseen
    i warm frozen bones
    from flames
    that burn my once home
    will someone pass me a hotdog?
    i'm pretty fucking hungry.........

    Would you like fries with that? :D

    I liked it! "Smash, crack, bushwhack, tie another one to the track, baby..."
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen

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