

SOS“God, forgive me not for my sins, for I know what I have done…Teach me and burn me to a beautiful eulogy as cruel as the sun…Amen” took the form of cold silent breaths in the annals of time, the catacombs of geography and the spike pad of the city. These words followed by an incomprehensible gasp. “What did you just say” his voice asked. Obviously he had heard what I said because the look on his face was pungent and acrid to say the least. His beautiful face was so depressing all the time to look at. But there was power in his face, conviction almost. His face lit up my long forgotten shrine dedicated to honesty and truth… maybe even siSOS


Come to meCome to bed, don’t let me sleep alone My mind wanders to any place but home Knowing that I am no Job I wish this book would closeCome to me
A slider between my self and I Close these eyes, but the other set stays open Look at me choking, and the other one hoping My corpse floating, my other joking
Do you know what it feels like to be alone? I don’t, he speaks and talks, plunders and robs Time from my precious beat of time, rape the clock Come to bed my savior, I miss you, save me from me
Can you hear him, and his little piano His diddle and rha


Money is no FreindScarce flowers engulfing a vast field Grass of mediocrity crushed between the ground and my heels Reality shifts, the mind takes a sublminal hit Standing on dead gravel and new born grass,your hand is amiss.Money is no Freind
Your hands in my mine, rushing into the face of time My eyes hidden, your eyes bold and naked, just sublime Keep falling time, keep falling
become numb as i, and lung to the eve your eventual demise.
You gave me mind, body and soul to hold To mold, to give bliss, to sadistically choke these rough hands went to work but they never knew that to mold another , o


smelling the bulletPreacher tell me I will be saved Tell me it will be what I dream to taste Tell me, tell me with hastesmelling the bullet
I know not this haste and you and salvation Is to liken Lucifer with heavenly praise You my bastard son, will rot your days in chains
Father, say not such things My mind is but a knife they’re your hands that closer bring…
Out you damn heaven, son of no cause You have yet to taint my flock Run you, off with you now, never look back, raise not a brow
Father help, I need this last Resort of passion, this must last For I see the reach
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The light of the cathedral descends, ever gracefully
in its majestic conquest of the worlds of thought;
I behold the Ivory Towers as they reach into the heavens
grounding all in rationality, in progress, this church of reason
dream forever...
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This is why I'm hot.
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The light of the cathedral descends, ever gracefully
in its majestic conquest of the worlds of thought;
I behold the Ivory Towers as they reach into the heavens
grounding all in rationality, in progress, this church of reason
dream forever...
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> Game Over?
> Continue?
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The light of the cathedral descends, ever gracefully
in its majestic conquest of the worlds of thought;
I behold the Ivory Towers as they reach into the heavens
grounding all in rationality, in progress, this church of reason
dream forever...
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