Saturday Sep 04, 2004

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Cypherin
it's opportunistic, mystic cypherin, it's ritualistic, my own form of voodoo.reanimating the dead, locked w/in the echochamber, my head, so many dreadful things i've done and said must rid these memories slithering through my soul must shed this psychic skin, up-chuck the demon of old I am left naked, center starving, and right cold that's rebirth, take comfort, a lost soul has just been repo'd born hungry, so I feed, take heed, I take what I need a beast of burden, i am that i am, of this i'm certain "pay no attention to the man behind the curtain" mental flossin jaws of time bendin space bite down devour the fruits of knowledge, cut teeth, bitter sweet, fresh seeds, flesh bleeds truth hurts, passion flirts, reality squirts laughter heals me, but please don't laugh at me when i can't deal, have mercy, then i'm not afraid. at your feet, i kneal, and this love i feel is all that's real.
cinder:
Crushing fresh flowers into the womb of eternity, hear the faint splashes of foot fetish kings in rebellion of a new world order, they cry out as the sun bakes their thick skin, like an orange that rots from the inside out, pouring it's sour juices into the eyes of mortality...
sirreal:
Soul Fishin


bobbling atop
deeply disturbing,
noceans of eternity,
caught at birth
in a death R.I.P. Tai die
Chia pet ritual harvest
of our hohm grown,
very own has been
sprouting buddhas,
from belly buttons of
hungry ghosts digging
deeper holes in
tomorrow's graveyards
shoveling yesterday's sorrow
hand over fist into
infinity's misty eyed comedy

[Edited on Sep 10, 2004 1:24AM]

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