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Showing posts with label WoR. Show all posts
Showing posts with label WoR. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Words of Randomnity 3: Inside

Inside

Something's stuck inside our head.

The monstrous beast we fed,
it's melody dead.
This thing we led, 'til it's feet turned red
to the bed that laid ahead.
The bed inside our head.

This beast feasts 'til we take it east,
or so I'm told at least.
To a park of riches, greed, and pride,
where every monster gets a ride,
and all of us can only hide,
cowering to either side
of the eyes
of the beast.

But if we best the monster's jest;
fool the pest and take it west,
to where a pure but unseen chest
will have us blessed and dispossessed.

Only then will we pass the test
and finally put the thing to rest.

We must be wary of where we tread,
for something's stuck inside our head.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Words of Randomnity 2: Out of Distress

Out of Distress

You were a mess.
Attacked by a vulture who could
sense weakness,
sense demise.
Attacked by a cheetah who could
outlast you,
outrun you;
outmanoeuvre you.
It took hold of you.

At best, you had second place.
F
o
l
low
i
n
g
the Leader. Leashed, having the freedom of
the outside world, but still
held back.

You threw it all out.
Took off the chains,
chucked them away. And now you're
out.
You forgot about it all. You didn't know it would
be
so
easy.
Your loaded pistol was the only one not
disappointed in you.

(Nonchalance wouldn't have
saved you.)

Action.
Your trash can's full of
all the inadequacies that
consumed you,
splattered with the
red ink you used to send
it
off.

Nothing's left.
The burdens that you kept
hold of are gone.
Everything you've ever hated
is T lying on the floor
in
a
heap
by an empty shell.

Care
fills your wastebasket.
It's out of you.
You're out of it.
Y o u ' r e o u t o f d i s t r e s s .

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Words of Randomnity 1: Telepathic Soulwaves

Telepathic Soulwaves

If you could read my soul:
a bridge without a toll,
cashews in a bowl,
rock and roll.

If you could read my mind,
do you know what you'd find?
some abnormal kind
of enigma.

An unusual perception
of the perfect deception
is the only lie
that I'd like to try.

If it's money you want
then it's poison you'll get.
We'll watch the venom
burn you from inside out.