Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Austerer in Affinity

ask too much
when a man
needs to hunt
and the cold
eyes and skin
will see you
as now a

post modern verse

Too many requests
The man at the time
Need to hunt
And cold
Eyes and skin
You will see

Monday, June 29, 2009

One of which is natural

straight from birth
all things in beauty
and their patterns
create struggle
for you to leave
from where you were

Sunday, June 28, 2009

An age that shall come

In a naivety the young boy thought
to ask, to know to learn of what is free
and when he spoke to the world of this
scared and empatheticaly he did not want
to answer, for there is a reason it is difficult
because once you learn of it nothing ever feels
as feelings once felt

post modern verse

Naivete in thinking that the young boy
Is, ask someone you know to learn something for free
I talked to him at the time of this world
He was scared and did not want empathetical
To answer, because it is difficult to reason
To see anything like this once

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Tearless eyes of an animal

take the expression of natures beast
study the eyes and lips
now learn that they do not exist
you are genetically dispositioned
to believe in that which is such
and is truly nothing

post modern verse

Take the expression of the nature of the beast
Research lips and eyes
Now learn that it does not exist
The nature of the genetic
It is as if we are
Nothing really

Friday, June 26, 2009

The aspiration to heel

Peel up what is there
the worn varnish of a personality
that has been stepped upon and made
filthy over the years of laying low
then lay down the works
of another staining
of worthless hope

post modern verse

What is there to skin
Varnish, a warning of his personality
That is reinforced when the
Dirty aged laying low
Then set a piece of
Of different staining
The hope of no value

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Though it poses no Threat

this is the room
where the widow
spent her time
thinking of memories
that no longer worked
because with every
memory of a memory
slight variation takes place
and make them not longer

post modern verse

There is room for such
The widow
She spent time
Think of memories
Will no longer work
For all
Memory Memory
Little change in
The long and the

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Desire is the flower that always wilts first

What makes him a pervert
is that his deplorable ideas
of ones overly beautiful life
in which he needs not speak
and expects his wishes granted
seems attainable and he believes it is

post modern verse

He is a pervert?
His idea is deplorable
Over the life of beauty
He should not speak
He gives hope and expectation
He believes it can achieve

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

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the flier is completely wrong

Economic Metaphysics of existence

The entire world tries to engulf him
and yet man will do anything not to die
this is how it is for all life, yet it never thinks
for that to be, something must un-be because
when you pick up one end you pick up the other

post modern verse

He tries to, involve the whole world
Have not anything to die, and he still
All life in this way, they are still not considered
To, need something for them
When you choose to pick up the other end of

Monday, June 22, 2009

Enchanted by the Enchantress

He was her fresh kill
one she knew she could control
because he could not resist
flesh like hedonism
and so she felt no remorse
apon destroying his life
they were both in the wrong

post modern verse

He was killed on her fresh
She found that a single control
He could not resist
Such as meat hedonism
She felt a pang of remorse is
When you destroy the life of his
They were both wrong

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Man discovers why his appetite is ferocious

No matter how hard they tried
they were devoured by desire
because the animal will always
win, it is where they came from
and can never leave that behind

post modern verse

To do this, which is as hard to be
this close together is a desire to accept,
the animal is always a reason to win,
from somewhere, to leave it, can not

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Most of them Were Punished

They locked the Animal up
tying him down with ideas of endless sleep
with an omnipotent overbearing father
this is were we all came from
now some people learned of this
and have freed them selves
for eternal damnation

post modern verse

They are animals locked
Ideas and an endless sleep, tying him
And intimidating father almighty
We have come from this
Currently, some people, it is learned
They are freed
from Hell Forever

Friday, June 19, 2009

Pattern recognition in a obsolete ideology

They asked for an answer to disprove god
and he replied can you prove behind your eyes
is not a thousand snakes.
No, but that belief is not held by all as is this
and yet dont you see it is that
that why do you name what is unnameable

post modern verse

They were asked to answer the case against God
He said you can prove to the back of your eyes.
This is definitely not a snake.
No, it is the belief held by all but
dont, look at it yet
It is not named,

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Why the Flower wilts in cold weather

Where ever ape like fathers hang around
acting out in their own suppression of inadequacies
It hurts to think that young women
would feel upset
reflecting back hurt in themselves
as if they were even related
to that predawn age
of what makes them beautiful

post modern verse

Monkeys hang around here like her father
Inhibit the action of its own, in a defection
considering a young lady,
Will be quite upset
Reflect injury to the back
In relation to the case of
, In the era before the dawn
What a beautiful flower

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Imporoving skill through perseverance

The things you must learn from
will always come thrashing down
please do not let them defeat you
or leave you

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

20 year old ghost story

You will die continually
all your good parts will be jaded away
all your truths will turn wrong
and then hopefully you come back
with out expectation or desire
with out belief in truth

if you dont, your destiny
is to be a ghost of a person
in writhing pain

post modern verse

You will die, continued
All the good part is sick
Wrong turns on the truth of all
And the expected return
Aspirations and expectations of
Belief in the truth and

If you dont, your destiny
Be a ghost of
Writhe in pain

Monday, June 15, 2009

aesthetic ascent

When you come to see beauty
as it shall have to be
with out being let know
by that which does not know
then even trebling fears
seem calmed

post modern verse

When you come to see the beauty of
And must
Notice that with
It does not know
Since then, the uncertainty
It settled

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Worse then Laceration

the kind of men who do the kind of things
that no men should do, shall pay for
what they do. Perhaps
they will seem rich and well
but to want to do those things
that we can allow
they are already living with

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Dialog of an Artist and his Patron

"Dude, recently all you do is write gay ass poetry on here..."

"this I know now please give forgiveness for as of now its all I have for you"

"Maybe if you stopped talking all gay like that then you could like come up with
something like smart again"

"Oh how I wish it were to be so, and yet the time it takes, takes from the time
I have and am impaired with"

"Im just saying, like this shit use to be funny you know?"

Friday, June 12, 2009

Abandoned Hospitals

though lovers are sick
at least they have one
to help heal them
its no easy task
wrapping a bandage
around your own
broken hands

post modern verse

Disease in love
They have at least one
To heal the people
Is no easy task
Wrapping a bandage
Around two
Broken hands

Thursday, June 11, 2009

The Temptation of St. Anthony (Part Three)

years and years and years
time spent trying to destroy
what will destroy you
time fighting death
for the right too choose
your death
and for what is this will

post modern verse

I spent hours trying to destroy
Will be destroyed?
Time combat death
Right to choose
Your death
It is?

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

The Obstacle of Young Voyage

they set away from what they knew
because they knew they did not like
what they knew
and that life is hard and as worthless
as the rest.
yet they are the birth of the hero

post modern verse

They knew they had set
Because they knew that
They knew
Life is meaningless and it is difficult
They have yet to be born a hero

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Abused Lovers

the flowers poured right into his face
he knew they would soon wither
but he was so distorted
how could he care...

post modern verse

His face gave the right flowers
He knew right away and disappear
However, it was distorted,
they do not care ...

Monday, June 8, 2009

The Man who walking to things he repressed

exposure of all these things
which will change
but are what help them change
to be better understood
still make reflection
of the past

post modern verse

Exposure to all these
Is changed
I can change?
To be understood better
Still reflect

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Dialog of the Covetous Human

"Do you really think we need another dog...?"

"And some more dead ducks if possible, maybe another child...
I dunno, I just feel I want them..."

"Don't you know that your feelings of want are truely what will be out demise"

"well we all will demise anyway"

post modern verse

"You really think we need another dog ...?"

"And, if from some dead ducks, probably another baby ...
I, I ... I feel they "know

"You will destroy your sense of what really" do not know what I want and

"Anyway, we all collapse."

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Orphans of the Transcendentalism

join hands and pretend
your black and caustic eyes
deserve more then their worth
and this is why you turn to magick
because its not a spector that curses you
but that of all man kind wanting for himself

post modern verse

When the hand is united, it shakes
and your black is harsh and others the cord eye
this reason which after that is worthy of to value it becomes the magic,
For lack of Spector, a curse that Such as all desire for everyone

Friday, June 5, 2009

The act of Sanitary

they ask you to wash beneath them
the purity ritual of confinement
not that there is freedom
but that
Repeating the same repetition
for the sake of a purity and control
brings us in the vicious circle of all is all

Thursday, June 4, 2009

The Poor Ascent of Acantha

Once a man climbed mount. everest
it was long and hard and the view
was covered with storm clouds

Some times a man projects
so much potential beauty
upon all things around him

that he can no longer
see any beauty
like a nymph's
into a tree

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

You can only Mend, not Cure

The women carry coloured lights
that shine soft on to their elegance
set upon the nights dark nothingness
coming towards you as if they could cure
wounds like the they did the darkness
but yet
it was never cured
just held at bay
till the candle lights flickered
and the absence of light
is nothing and everything at once
and terrifying

post modern verse

Women carry a light color
Soft, shining elegance
During setup, night
Be treated as if coming towards you
Of which, like the dark scars
But, still
It did not recover from
Just in the Bay
The candle light flickered up
Absence of light and
And we all at once?

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Views of Content in Nihilism Fashion

Once aware of the catastrophe of mind
it turns to learn of how to mend wounds
of the small birds for you are stuck
where everything has suffered curse
and have that alone to comfort you

post modern verse

Learn how to rotate
once known disaster of the heart
where it has struggled to repair
a bad consolation that
all the wounds
of a single stack of
small birds

Monday, June 1, 2009

The Elegant Lethargy

Though the way the water pours down
seems rough neck and with force
truly it is the most indolent of possibilities
a straight fall where at its end
will resume its sedate existence

post modern verse

It seems like the neck where
the manner which the water
pours is rough however straight
falling possibility most composed
existence which is the indolent
is reopened in the edge or power not to lie