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Box of SecretsI let someone in today.

Took them inside
warned them not to slip
in the pools of tears on the floor
and set my mask aside
for only a moment
on a shelf next to my heart.

They tread so softly
that I almost didn't feel them there
but still I was afraid.

Even my best friend is a stranger here.

before I knew it there we stood
in front of the box of secrets.
the inner sanctum
of all I am
and all I hide.

sometimes those are one and the same.

tracing fingers over the rusted lock
they spoke softly to me
their words melting the resolve
I have built up over so many years.

No one has seen inside this box.

I have wanted to show someo

Debilitating

Worn down, wearing thin
Fine without but dead within

Can't remember how long it's been
Since I last let anyone in
If I'd ever been that open
I could easily be broken
So I always stood right back
They would never make me crack
Now after all this trying
This emotionless surviving
I thought I'd won but now I see
The only one I beat was me
How long have I held myself together?
Should've known it couldn't last forever
Mind and body fall apart
Nothing left but an empty heart

Dead without and cold within
Worn out, wearing thin

Milk and Cookies

It's coming..
I know what I saw and no, it's not all in my head,
I don't want any warm tea, don't touch me--no I
don't feel like going to bed.
It's out there, don't you see? It's going to eat
me alive,
Inevitable demise..the sun sets one hour after five..
It choked me last night and laughed when I
couldn't breathe,
I spilled the milk,ate the broken glass,but it
wouldn't let me leave.
I don't want the world's damn consolation prize..
I just want to go home,
And I don't want anyones comforting words or
reassuring hands on my flesh..I just want to be
left alone.
None of you unde

I lost one dayI lost
One day
That feeling inside

I lost
One day
The joy of being alive

I lost it
And I never thought I would see it again

I lost it
And I thought I had died

Yet, even in the depths of despair
The hope
The joy
The love
The will to live
The want to go on
It was still there

But masked in a darkness
Created by that despair

Like a black curtain
Like a dense fog
Like a shroud wrapped around a body
It hid all from view

People say
'I know you'
People think
They know you

But
When in the shroud
You don't even know yourself
You think you are less
You think your are nothing

You look inside
And you see nothing but empti

Rub

Rub

Lips wet
Where fingers dive into flesh
On temples
Supple skin pressed
To release
Tension

Nails flow
Through miles of desire
To soft hairline
Where skill
Melts questions
Forgotten

Eyes close
While breath escapes
Relieved
Of realized dreams
Clutched
In calloused hands
Caressed

Body origami
Unfolded by a master
Un-shielding
Cramped muscles
Finding inner
Trust

./pwca

Discord and DestinyWe need to have a talk.

I swear I won't shed tears for you
When you walk away and spread your virus
Unshackle these chains, so tight and binding
Grace me with your distant fraudulent conversation
You know I would steal a thousand kisses
And hold them close to my heart
Forever before you leave
Now I'm burning up because of you
And I'm suffering
Waiting for the days to pass
So we can look into each other's eyes
And laugh about the discord
Infected by a little piece of heaven
Maybe this is a small percentage of my destiny
To fall for someone like you
Then all of a sudden have a change of emotion
Because now I feel ugly and used

night butterfliesSpike-heeled patent shoes flat as doll's eyes,
Reflecting back the flat neon canyons
As the marionette in possession of the pair
Dances an unholy flamenco to the top of a gilded cage.
It smells of money here,
And the part of 9 to 5 no one ever mentions,
And people falling into the prison of their own flesh.
Slave to the green and the white, yoked with
Thin strips of scarlet silk dotted with understated,
Oh-so-discreet
Rhinestone kisses
As fake as the lips slick with cherry red.
Parasitic permutations in blue doubleknit,
Spectres without souls, every hair slicked into place,
With eyes like television screens spitting

Stain on SocietyStain on Society
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think of thee
and think of thou
what has come
and what has gone
change happens
i have changed
yet i am same as ever
unreal thought
unwanted thinkers
damage brought out
spoil of society
no want
no care
why should i
or why should you
sewer is and sewer stay
that is all they see
but it is me
the stain on society

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~burningrage Jul 3, 2005

That's probably the best poem I have ever read, I'm not bull shittin either, that's really good...

~phix850 Apr 15, 2004

Interesting finish to this glass of wine.

~kriticos Feb 25, 2004

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~formaldehyde Dec 28, 2002 Hobbyist General Artist

thank you
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!preacha Nov 16, 2002

just came back to tell you that this poem still makes me feel excessively lame. i'll kick your ass one day, watch out

~ap3x Oct 4, 2002

this is great thank you for giving me the link to this.

she with the bruises
deeper than skin
deeper than any eyes would
care to begin
to see

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someones sister
someones mother
someones friend
everyones lover

that part really grabbed me and threw me around like a rag doll.

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painfilled and heartbreaking this is a piece that will be in my head for a while. everything involved was said to that extent that there was nothing left for the reader to even have to think of...you have said it all with this.

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Just because I'm terrible at commenting on poetry doesn't mean I don't like this. :) (Smile)

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