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Obsidide transformations,

transluscent transferescence.

A hole in the wall mall

for a third mall from the sun generation.

 

It all started here...

hour after minute, thirteen, fifteen, seventeen;

if only I lived like them,

rock less of a devil.

Subliminal messages clear in image and sound.

Courts wouldn't have to prove anything

cause' the morphine already made it acceptable and normal.

Such a simple life;

how I wanted it so bad!

 

My first:

The terrorizing Horrors that unveiled under a curtain of serpintax manipulations.

(if only I could weep the bitching sounds of 'woe is me.')

 

There I was:

"So where do you want me?"

Blood storming my cheeks.

"What do you mean?"

Oh --

my --

god

what have I done?!

 

The half naked innocence a husk of its former self

I could see its throat,

the holes in which I bowled her life to scattered pins.

The muscle beneath;

my thoughts a betrayal at her flipped skirt,

but no. The skin under my nails was more important.

God could only help the next few --

or accept them as tokens for entry to a haven as set between demons and saviors.

(either one sounded plausible;)

albeit, route would no doubt be a wreckage of bone and corpse the likes of George A. Romero.

 

I changed my method after the second,

had fun with my scenes --

created a migraine from --

my grain --

for the police to puzzle over.

For me, no, the police,

I can't tell which is which anymore.

Not like it matters right?

 

(dark humor, see? I'm not that much villainous as the guy next to you.)

 

A psychopath! Is what they quoted.

(not like it wasn't true from a psychological point after all;)

only difference between psychology of science and religion

is that one I can repair and one not.

(ha! Still gives me a chuckle -- even now)

 

Of children twelve to sixteen acting as my Art.

I had not seen such horrors as these now --

It started with a chance circus, as I was scouting for a canvas.

Mystic Bellavious was his name,

or was it a her--

It had been as old as my first victim,

imagine what she would have looked like today?

The psychic had silver hair, eyes as blue as any coral sea,

a voice that of a smoking victim of the fifties.

It saw right through me!

Where am I?!

The room wasn't even of such substance!

A void?!

That sound...

"stop it!"

It did,

then it freights closer;

waves disrupting, my frontal lobe replaced with needles.

Then came the winds.

 

The knives upon the hard surface of the atmosphere

had condensed and flattened my lungs.

The wind Wooshed it back upon my cells.

Heaven among what seemed so natural...

"hahahahaha..." bassed in all halves of this place.

"Your a monster!," "pervert!," "kill it!," "psycho!"

Different voices echo

Judging me!

Senses came aware of a crushing presence,

couldn't --

spe-

Incoherence taking up vision.

Crimson fountains of my neck,

rigor mortisiated state.

Lucid butterfly's trail toward me,

hearing ever push of frequency in the void;

the familiar laugh breaks the waves splintering the trail of wings.

'Why am I here?!'

Acknowledgment a shot of steel.

 

Turning to flies, the wingless butterflies swarm

blocking my vision;

feeling sharp hooks pierce my face, flies legs burning my eyes.

If I had been able to, pupils would be veiled.

If I could speak, as I try, I would be screaming for my life.

Now to answer your question of a worse Horror as my deeds

and my travelings to such a place as this...

 

Esophagus an open maw,

the flies unblinding me, choking me,

infecting my lungs like cancer of an ethereal sort.

Burning!

The cells on fire.

"Look..."

forced to anyways.

Strapped, could feel the hooks dig,

scraping the bone; vibrating the lobe and medulla

every lunge from my blackjacket infected lungs.

 

"The camera will make you god..."

It says with a grin you can feel.

'No!'

Every crime, every teenager, every slash, every finger lay upon

projected in front of me!

Torturing--

maiming!

 

Bone completely scraped

I can feel them digging into meat, replacing pins with talons;

these images one after the other again and again.

Please help me...

the Horrors are far too much.

Please, please!

he-

"Can you feel my grin?"

 

by Jeremy Swyck

(05/06/08)

Edited by abstrect-christ

Pinhead

"Unbearable, isn't it? The suffering of strangers, the agony of friends.

There is a secret song at the center of the world, Joey, and its sound is like razors through flesh."

Joey

"I don't believe you."

Pinhead

"Oh come, you can hear its faint echo right now. I'm here to turn up the volume.

To press the stinking face of humanity into the dark blood of its own secret heart."

"There's a starving beast inside my chest
playing with me until he's bored
Then, slowly burying his tusks in my flesh
crawling his way out he rips open old wounds

When I reach for the knife placed on the bedside table
its blade reflects my determined face
to plant it in my chest
and carve a hole so deep it snaps my veins

Hollow me out, I want to feel empty"
-- "Being Able To Feel Nothing" by Oathbreaker

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBPy3xNwwL8

"Sky turns to a deeper grey

the sun fades by the moon

hell's come from the distant hills

tortures dreams of the doomed

and they pray, yet they prey

and they pray, still they prey"
-- "Still They Prey" by Cough

https://soundcloud.com/relapserecords/sets/cough-still-they-pray

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Welcome, Jeremy abstrect-christ. I enjoyed this immersion into one's personal hell. I went googling for a few things; a few of the words were unfamiliar, and still are, so I would need some help with "obsidide," "transferescence," and "serpintax." Nevertheless, even without knowing the meanings of these words, they fit in, as they have connotations that seem appropriate to the overall dark theme of the poem.

 

I haven't heard the Foo Fighter's "Everlong" -- I simply read about its dream sequence themed music video -- and I also found some references to the "Omega." But how does this poem speak to me? As a long-time lover of music (early '80s metal got it started for me :rolleyes: ), I detect overtones which point to the world of music, especially in the second verse with its references to "backmasking" lawsuits. I've often wondered what really goes on in the minds of Osbourne, Cooper, Manson, et al, who probably aren't as psychotic as their art would lead the casual observer to believe. The same goes for the likes of Clive Barker. I've seen his movies, but I've never read him. I mean, how does he come with that stuff? I probably should read him and King just to get a feel for how they do it in words; I can't imagine what the written equivalent of the special effects must be like. Could the written works be better than the movies' special effects? THIS site has some very inspiring quotes by Clive Barker on writing that you (and others) might find interesting. If I were to read Barker, I would imagine some (or a lot) of it might be like this poem.

 

A few things I really liked: "a husk of its former self," migraine/my grain, the reference to Romero, the part about the police ("which is which?"), and lunge/lungs. I wonder if "the skin under my nails were more important" should be "the skin under my nails was more important" or "the skins under my nails were more important."

 

Overall, this was inspiring to read. Thanks for sharing it here.

 

Tony

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lol this a is coalescing of different elements really, books, music, that kind of thing, probably also reminds you of music as well because of its verse format. As for shock rockers and horror writers I theorize that the main reason the shock rockers do it is to bring you out of your comfortable life and bring you into a different world or type of view that isn't as black and white as those who condemn Gilbert Gottfried for crisis jokes during a crisis or games for violent behavior. And it's close to how Barker writes, Barker just isn't as satirical as this piece is, he's more serious about going through what makes the ordeal human as horrific as it is by means of more story elements or use of imaginative language, I could go with out mr. King however, he's a completely mediocre guy to me in comparison to Lovecraft or Barker imagination of language and story progression wise.

 

thanks Tony, and I had a look at the line you mentioned, don't quite see what's wrong cause it's saying taht the skin underneath his nails is more important in the past-tence; here's the helping translations for those lines:

Obsidide= obsidian

transferescence= florescent transfer

serpintax= serpent (essentially its from a Mars volta song, although I still made the word my own from its original source: Cerpin Taxt.)

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Pinhead

"Unbearable, isn't it? The suffering of strangers, the agony of friends.

There is a secret song at the center of the world, Joey, and its sound is like razors through flesh."

Joey

"I don't believe you."

Pinhead

"Oh come, you can hear its faint echo right now. I'm here to turn up the volume.

To press the stinking face of humanity into the dark blood of its own secret heart."

"There's a starving beast inside my chest
playing with me until he's bored
Then, slowly burying his tusks in my flesh
crawling his way out he rips open old wounds

When I reach for the knife placed on the bedside table
its blade reflects my determined face
to plant it in my chest
and carve a hole so deep it snaps my veins

Hollow me out, I want to feel empty"
-- "Being Able To Feel Nothing" by Oathbreaker

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBPy3xNwwL8

"Sky turns to a deeper grey

the sun fades by the moon

hell's come from the distant hills

tortures dreams of the doomed

and they pray, yet they prey

and they pray, still they prey"
-- "Still They Prey" by Cough

https://soundcloud.com/relapserecords/sets/cough-still-they-pray

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Thanks for coming back with the translations, Jeremy.

 

thanks Tony, and I had a look at the line you mentioned, don't quite see what's wrong cause it's saying taht the skin underneath his nails is more important in the past-tence

Yes, I, too, saw it as past tense, but what I questioned was the singular versus plural choice for the verb "was." You wrote, "The skin under my nails were more important." I just think it should be "the skin under my nails was more important" (if "skin" is singular") or "the skins under my nails were more important" if skins is plural (though that would give the impression that the skins were pelts).

 

Tony

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gotcha, was instead of were does fit more, thanks for noticing Tony >.>

Pinhead

"Unbearable, isn't it? The suffering of strangers, the agony of friends.

There is a secret song at the center of the world, Joey, and its sound is like razors through flesh."

Joey

"I don't believe you."

Pinhead

"Oh come, you can hear its faint echo right now. I'm here to turn up the volume.

To press the stinking face of humanity into the dark blood of its own secret heart."

"There's a starving beast inside my chest
playing with me until he's bored
Then, slowly burying his tusks in my flesh
crawling his way out he rips open old wounds

When I reach for the knife placed on the bedside table
its blade reflects my determined face
to plant it in my chest
and carve a hole so deep it snaps my veins

Hollow me out, I want to feel empty"
-- "Being Able To Feel Nothing" by Oathbreaker

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBPy3xNwwL8

"Sky turns to a deeper grey

the sun fades by the moon

hell's come from the distant hills

tortures dreams of the doomed

and they pray, yet they prey

and they pray, still they prey"
-- "Still They Prey" by Cough

https://soundcloud.com/relapserecords/sets/cough-still-they-pray

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enjoyed the read jermy. very canotier in my opinion in rythm.

 

victor michael

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thanks Victor.

Pinhead

"Unbearable, isn't it? The suffering of strangers, the agony of friends.

There is a secret song at the center of the world, Joey, and its sound is like razors through flesh."

Joey

"I don't believe you."

Pinhead

"Oh come, you can hear its faint echo right now. I'm here to turn up the volume.

To press the stinking face of humanity into the dark blood of its own secret heart."

"There's a starving beast inside my chest
playing with me until he's bored
Then, slowly burying his tusks in my flesh
crawling his way out he rips open old wounds

When I reach for the knife placed on the bedside table
its blade reflects my determined face
to plant it in my chest
and carve a hole so deep it snaps my veins

Hollow me out, I want to feel empty"
-- "Being Able To Feel Nothing" by Oathbreaker

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBPy3xNwwL8

"Sky turns to a deeper grey

the sun fades by the moon

hell's come from the distant hills

tortures dreams of the doomed

and they pray, yet they prey

and they pray, still they prey"
-- "Still They Prey" by Cough

https://soundcloud.com/relapserecords/sets/cough-still-they-pray

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gotcha, was instead of were does fit more, thanks for noticing Tony >.>

 

Just me, but I think "the skin under my nails were more important" is correct usage since "nails" is plural. If the subject is police evidence they would have several scrapings of "skin" from the nails. Hardly matters to me, since the poem should be taken as a whole in one swift reading, not analysed word for word. But that's just one opinion. There are a couple of grammatical errors, but they don't bother me either. I have read very little "horror" stuff, except a couple of classics, so my opinion of the whole piece has little or no value. Extremely original. Thanks for letting us see inside.

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gotcha, was instead of were does fit more, thanks for noticing Tony >.>

 

Just me, but I think "the skin under my nails were more important" is correct usage since "nails" is plural.

My nails were important, so I colored them.

 

The skin was important.

 

The skin, under my nails, was important.

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gotcha, was instead of were does fit more, thanks for noticing Tony >.>

 

Just me, but I think "the skin under my nails were more important" is correct usage since "nails" is plural.

My nails were important, so I colored them.

 

The skin was important.

 

The skin, under my nails, (bagged separately--were) was important.

 

 

If the subject is police evidence they would have several scrapings of "skin" from the nails.

The use of were is dependent on whether the author assumes they are separate bits of skin, as in evidence preserved separately, then "were" is correct usage for the plurality. Aren't words fun?

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gotcha, was instead of were does fit more, thanks for noticing Tony >.>

 

Just me, but I think "the skin under my nails were more important" is correct usage since "nails" is plural.

My nails were important, so I colored them.

 

The skin was important.

 

The skin, under my nails, (bagged separately--were) was important.

 

 

If the subject is police evidence they would have several scrapings of "skin" from the nails.

The use of were is dependent on whether the author assumes they are separate bits of skin, as in evidence preserved separately, then "were" is correct usage for the plurality. Aren't words fun?

I hear what you're saying, Franklin. I'm just having a difficult time making that leap. I can't find anything in the dictionary which indicates that the word might be construed that way (e.g. skin = pieces of skin/singular or plural). For example, if I look up "hair," the first two definitions that come up are "any of the cylindrical ... filaments ... growing in the epidermis of a mammal" and "a growth of such filaments, as that covering the scalp of a human being." I can't find anything like that for "skin." I think if you mean "pieces of skin, bagged separately," you should say, "pieces of skin, bagged separately." Besides, if they were pieces of skin that were already bagged, they wouldn't be "under my nails," right?

 

Tony

 

PS -- If you quote me in the future and alter the quote [as you did with "(bagged separately--were)" in post #10], please make some kind of notation which indicates clearly that you did so.

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gotcha, was instead of were does fit more, thanks for noticing Tony >.>

 

Just me, but I think "the skin under my nails were more important" is correct usage since "nails" is plural.

My nails were important, so I colored them.

 

The skin was important.

 

The skin, under my nails, (bagged separately--were) was important.

 

 

If the subject is police evidence they would have several scrapings of "skin" from the nails.

The use of were is dependent on whether the author assumes they are separate bits of skin, as in evidence preserved separately, then "were" is correct usage for the plurality. Aren't words fun?

I hear what you're saying, Franklin. I'm just having a difficult time making that leap. I can't find anything in the dictionary which indicates that the word might be construed that way (e.g. skin = pieces of skin/singular or plural). For example, if I look up "hair," the first two definitions that come up are "any of the cylindrical ... filaments ... growing in the epidermis of a mammal" and "a growth of such filaments, as that covering the scalp of a human being." I can't find anything like that for "skin." I think if you mean "pieces of skin, bagged separately," you should say, "pieces of skin, bagged separately." Besides, if they were pieces of skin that were already bagged, they wouldn't be "under my nails," right?

 

Tony

 

PS -- If you quote me in the future and alter the quote [as you did with "(bagged separately--were)" in post #10], please make some kind of notation which indicates clearly that you did so.

 

Okay.

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