Out past galaxies
there is another world where
angels fear to tread.
Out past galaxies
there is another world where
angels fear to tread.
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When asked how World War III would be fought, Einstein replied that he didn't know. But he knew how World War IV would be fought: With sticks and stones.
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Out past galaxies,
I wander, as I pen the
black manifesto
(edit)
Angels fear to tread
upon the stone, streets of sin,
woods are black and white
Last edited by toni; 09-22-2009 at 02:57 AM.
Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions!
the whole boatload of sensitive!
— Allen Ginsberg, Howl II.
Black manifesto
Of my aching heart, pumping
Ink and blood; a poem
The Moments of Dominion
That happen on the Soul
And leave it with a Discontent
Too exquisite — to tell —
-Emily Dickinson
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TVW8GCnr9-I
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckGIvr6WVw4
Ink and blood; poem
From the backdrop of poet
Harmonic duet
It may seem somehow inane.
I wish to know all of you not just online, but on life.
Harmonic duet;
Bass walking so debonair,
Flute blithe, free as air.
Flute blithe, free as air
Totally without a care
Fell into despair
(apoligies for the rhyming ... totally unintentional)
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Fell into despair
While outside were strange beings,
The ones called humans.
Snow White is doing dishes again, 'cause what else can you do with seven itty bitty men?
The ones called humans
wading in their putrid filth
a disease on earth
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe
A disease on earth,
And men came forth from their holes
Stricken with longing.
Snow White is doing dishes again, 'cause what else can you do with seven itty bitty men?
Stricken with longing
those dark eyes watch in silence
with unspoken pleas
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe
With unspoken pleas
The stars beckon, tiny holes
To a better world.
Snow White is doing dishes again, 'cause what else can you do with seven itty bitty men?
To a better world
where sadness hangs not for long
in the pure moonlight
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In the pure moonlight
dancing before the fire
with souls of the dead
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe
With souls of the dead
Dark holes looming in our eyes
Don't let them escape.
Snow White is doing dishes again, 'cause what else can you do with seven itty bitty men?
Don't let them escape
Look at what they did to us;
Those brats broke our vase.
"Etiquette is etiquette. He kills his mother but he can't wear grey trousers."
-James Joyce
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