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Books of the EarthIf I could see the souls of people; a glimpse of smoke, of steam,Books of the Earth
of light.
The words you would speak do not echo in me,
like the tell-tale
songs of your eyes.
Listening as your heart beats in time, one-two-three. Forever I hear
the metronome
that keeps you in beat with the world.
I ask;
Would you sit with me? In this old cafe, a shaded table with colourful fabrics, sipping on cooled cups of coffee and read the books of the Earth together?
by ~Mareczek79
Tide PoolPlay that wondrous tune, accordion sing-song to our hearts,Tide Pool
while we dance across the embers.
We sing of what once was,
becoming now what is- we revisit ourselves every night. Our joy cannot be contained behind closed doors.
I want to sit with you,
on the sandy beaches of the East. Watch waves crash into the lighthouse,
it's rescuing torch carried in our eyes.
My sweet tooth;
kissing your lips
while you eat soft caramels. Nothing could be more perfect.
You lace your delicate fingers
between mine as
by ~Mareczek79
Red Sunset Across Grey SkiesWalking through these dirty city streets- I long for the stars, The blood red sunset across beautifulRed Sunset Across Grey Skies
Grey Skies. But- The empty ache in my heart Cannot be filled by the steady
Beat of this town any longer.
I wish I could see you
Once more. But distance tears us apart. So- Spread your wings And fly to the moon, love.
Reaching great heights above, I’ll send my wishes to you.
by ~Mareczek79
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The Grim Reaper Fell Asleep The Grim Reaper fell asleep And left my spirit in the heap. My soul and body were still one As I screamed in pain to the beating drums. The mourners watched with tear stained eyes, And ears quite deaf to my astral cries. My body burned, consumed with fire As they built the pyre even higher. The hot red flame licked my ears and nose My innards, fingers and tips of toes. Still I writhed, and clawed, and gasped Praying to heaven that this would pass. The Devil in Hell could hear my cries And roared with laughter and gripped his sides. God in Heaven cThe Grim Reaper Fell Asleep
by ~Mephistophilis
GODGod’s voice is crackling over the loudspeaker. [I found him in an empty can of Coke] the speakers are cheap and alsoGOD
I’m running out of prepaid- I’ve got about 20.5 left I think
Anyway that’s not my point, and I didn’t come to preach about God or my trashy Motorola
but instead, for once, about my respect and the lot
it’s not that they’re all leaving
I just
by ~grey-skies-industry
FOR THOSE WHO ACHE[i have found love letters in your refuse bin.]FOR THOSE WHO ACHE
Sunday morning, i sang my hymns to
a new sky.
You who are dear to me: [pull the stars from the skies] that I may hold them, alive and burning between
my fingers.
all of their crocodile
tears weren't enough to shake my faith in you, cousin.
by ~grey-skies-industry
The Faithful's CradlesongI.The Faithful's Cradlesong
With dust scattered over my eyelids I exhale the static cobweb of lovers entwined by the flames of fingertips: the frantic heartbeat of the sun rings loudly in my ear.
II.
Streetlamps and hail-breath,
black throats and midnight whispers; I roof our tombstones with all of my Summers.
Fear not, oh heart of mine, Winter's thousand tongues and lullabies soaring hither and thither as their saps kindle at our feet, for my heart drums along the labyrinth of your skin:
Nebular, we'll sing the moon's swan song and inha
by *ThelemaJ
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[modern hippocratic oath]
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There's a hole in the world
like a great black pit and it's
filled with people
who are filled with s***
and the vermin of the world inhabit it.
-Sweeney Todd
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"i will remember that I do not treat a fever chart, a cancerous growth, but a sick human being..."
[modern hippocratic oath]
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'Hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
and sings the tune--without the words
and never stops at all.'
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