dcmarti1 Posted June 5, 2016 Posted June 5, 2016 (More syllabic than perfectly metrical...) Far, in both distance and degree, my cousin's consanguinity contains my only hopeful chance for the fleur-de-lis and for France. Far, in both distance and degree, my neutered sexuality merely dreams of the past it had; now dormant, dull, possibly mad. Far, in both distance and degree, my newly found theology questions more than trusts in the Word, since Enosh was first to say “Lord”. Far, in both distance and degree, to not live out my history I pre-transcribed with hopeful breath is nothing but a penciled death. Quote
badger11 Posted June 6, 2016 Posted June 6, 2016 penciled death. A grey one? Outlined only? Easily erased and forgotten? Either way like the phrase. best Phil Quote
dcmarti1 Posted June 7, 2016 Author Posted June 7, 2016 Erased, changeable, forgotten. Good catch. I love Europeans. penciled death. A grey one? Outlined only? Easily erased and forgotten? Either way like the phrase. best Phil Quote
abstrect-christ Posted June 20, 2016 Posted June 20, 2016 I like the somewhat pessimist tone of this -- being one myself.nice one. Quote 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 chestplaying with me until he's boredThen, slowly burying his tusks in my fleshcrawling his way out he rips open old woundsWhen I reach for the knife placed on the bedside tableits blade reflects my determined faceto plant it in my chestand carve a hole so deep it snaps my veinsHollow me out, I want to feel empty"-- "Being Able To Feel Nothing" by Oathbreakerhttps://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 Coughhttps://soundcloud.com/relapserecords/sets/cough-still-they-pray
dr_con Posted July 9, 2016 Posted July 9, 2016 Good to read you DC again (Other than via Twitter;-)! Lyrically enjoyable, profound in its simplicity, and not so much cynical (to me) but rather an elder hyper-awareness. Very Enjoyable;-) Dr. Con Quote thegateless.org
David W. Parsley Posted August 7, 2016 Posted August 7, 2016 Hi dc, I like the sense of a continuing dance of adjustment, self understanding, all in the context of a desire to gauge the divine. Thanks, - Dave Quote
dcmarti1 Posted August 16, 2016 Author Posted August 16, 2016 Glad you liked it. Thank you. I like the somewhat pessimist tone of this -- being one myself.nice one. Quote
dcmarti1 Posted August 16, 2016 Author Posted August 16, 2016 Thank you, too. I have been creatively dry, except for my fear-driven rants and trollings. Hope you are well. Good to read you DC again (Other than via Twitter;-)! Lyrically enjoyable, profound in its simplicity, and not so much cynical (to me) but rather an elder hyper-awareness. Very Enjoyable;-) Dr. Con Quote
dcmarti1 Posted August 16, 2016 Author Posted August 16, 2016 I can get nothing past you. :) Thanks. Hope you are well. Hi dc, I like the sense of a continuing dance of adjustment, self understanding, all in the context of a desire to gauge the divine. Thanks, - Dave Quote
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