Taste Pain

by Nick   Jan 27, 2006


To:
blend the mist;
mix the light;
...dissolve...

Arrogance:
lost you, it has;
destroyed your wings:
a swirling blaze of jealousy

Safety:
from whence, it has not come:
neither barren nor highest
~vas a buscarme; buena suerte~

Through:
fire & rumbling;
sobbing & mumbling...
repetitive rocks: swinging

Eroded:
...dissolved...
in nihilism
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Pester:
your dreams, thoughts.
commotion, emotion
waltz about

Anger:
crawl & reach;
restricted limbs:
.........snap

Indifferent:
either way,
all is nothing:
welcome.

never:
existant, just resistant.melt into a corner:
cheshires illuminate the diabolic
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