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Friday, May 11, 2007


Where the Ships Die

"I want somebody to shove me."--Soul Asylum

"The thought that I could decipher your message. There's no one here dear. No one at all." --Tori Amos




Gabcast! White Rabbit - *BLACK HOLE* #4




Where the Ships Die



You
Sail Me
Where the Ships
Die.

my tourniquet
A Folded Earth
a bloodied paper
full of eloquence
Poetry untouched.

Used to be such
A sweet sweet thing.

Everything voyeur
(the Point)
The pattern bones
Compass due North.
just Try to
Swim among the stars

I was on the path
To Heaven
But you had to stand
In My Light.

The speed of beauty
(A falling word crashing)
A torn sail Laureate
At the bottom of the sea.

-posted by Nobius 9:11 PM #
Comments: "
cool piece. sounds like ginsberg
 
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Billy thanks dude. I liked this one a lot myself.

I've never really read Ginsberg, I'll have to check him out.
 
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I really like this poem as it seems to capture the darkness that seeps out of your fingers so well. I liked it even more after listening to it. I think of torrential seas near the North Pole. . .
 
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Shawn,

If you could here me now. I'm imitating Elvis:

Thank you. Thank you very much.
 
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rawks
 
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