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where life sweeps past like a torrent of wind

high in the trees, while the forest floor is static.

And Midwich Cuckoos on street corners,

stare at the

anaconda throng

who stare right back, with nickel-plated eyes and ears.

And they slither through the concrete habitat, where

neon skies reflect

a cold sun

to the aggressive sound of rap.

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I'm always impressed with the quality of our members' work, Benjamin. I find it very inspiring how you've taken a cross-section of an urban moment and distilled it into this compact verse. This is poetry.

 

Tony

Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic

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Thanks Tony. I could have rambled on from Ephesus and Pompeii, to Tikal in Guatamala; spoke of vivid scrawls upon the walls: unexpurgated evolutuion, urban art, cartoons, curses, comments, ads for prostitution. Stencils, sprays, turf wars and legacies in wet cement--yambombing or how Lysdexia Lures K.O. Even an absolution of the mind. But there's enough to chew on already so I'll leave it alone. :icon_sunny: Benjamin

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  • 3 weeks later...
abstrect-christ

nicely done indeed ben. :-8)

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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The poem appeared to me as a collage, shifting from one thought to another. I have to look up Midwich Cuckoo to get the context as well.

"Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach

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Hello Joel.Thanks for reading and leaving comment. The Midwich Cuckoos is a famous novel by John Wyndham which was made into a film, "The Village of the Damned". The allusion is to the alien children with a collective intelligence, who operate outside the parameters of normal human behaviour.Benjamin.

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Hello Joel.Thanks for reading and leaving comment. The Midwich Cuckoos is a famous novel by John Wyndham which was made into a film, "The Village of the Damned". The allusion is to the alien children with a collective intelligence, who operate outside the parameters of normal human behaviour.Benjamin.

 

this is very good-thanks

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