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the scars on your shouldersthe scars on your shoulders
are braille to me, so that i
can read your skin, so that i
can know you better.

i like to listen to your heartbeat
and how it resounds differently
from mine, just so beautifully
like two songs played in tandem
to harmonise in rounds;

i like to hold your hands
and rub your back
so that maybe my love
can find its way through your pores
and seep into your blood
(never can i find the right words
to tell you just the way you feel to me)

and to think that and how i nearly missed you
makes me miss you more
every minute and mile we spend
elsewhere.
i can't sleep with another body
in my bed,
but sleeping without you
leav

we are not a fairytalewe are not a fairytale.

I am not the strong lead with a heart of fire,
bones of steel, and eyes of vapid curiosity;
motivation seeping through
my every last intended action because
I was written this way

(the heroine falls only to rise again:
proverbial phoenix, burning out
because it is the cycle of my
life) and you, you are not

the beautiful travesty, perfectly composed
to strike me where I’m weak and
[almost]human, delicately woven
like the tapestry of my dismantling—
a subtle irony where somewhere, a writer
chuckles softly, understanding

we are blinder than church mice, born
in a makeshift world of darkness where
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Onceyour beauty lies restless behind those
hills, where you fought valiantly. and
the man you once were was brave and kind,
but now you are possessed by a passenger
of darkness, whispering words of your
loneliness.

the man you once were is forgotten, and
the man you are today, is only a ghost, a
shadow, of what you were before.

SurelyIt was raining
when we kissed for the first time,
for the last time.

Thin rivulets
sunk into the shrunken space
between our bodies
and divided us
like nothing could before,
like everything will
from now
until that never again
when we will
see each other once more,
no more.

Your eyes were
that bewitching shade
of dull brown blue
with all of the light darkness
whirling
in a placid pond
around a pupil
overflowing with vacancy,
and me
and my frowning smile.

The winter heat
fell like a rising tide
and,
for our every breath
was another death
so black and full of life --
embracing our boiled ice skin
as we drew apart,
came together and broke free

Condemnedbeneath the beaten earth they lay,
their dreams condemned to ashes,
and our restless bodies stretch,
for forgiveness, for direction –

survivors of the abyss,
amidst wide-eye, silent soldiers –
so many dead, so many maimed,

how many graves are we standing on, today?

FossilizedLiving proof of fossils alive,
and no horseshoe-crab am I.

Nor, inhabitable harsh compression of plates,
residing under humid marsh-scapes.

I mold into the walls, as chalky old coal.
But I am no mineral, no era.
I am not, Mesozoic.

Through the ages
Iron
Bronze
silver, gold and heroic.

I remain a still-life; and no Iduna's apples would retain my youth
No magic fountains, or time devices, or wrist watches.
I am the machine of time.
The watcher, omnipotent, the wise.

But

no God am I

Somewhere, sweet tangy sap trolleys down cracked bark.
Somewhere, celestial bodies erupt unseen.
Somewhere, a abrupt breeze blows overturned bi-cycle tire

Life, Death And A Pork Chop SandwichAll tangled up, hard to breathe
This steel cloud day that swirls
With heat and pounding hammers
I shake in my boots and cough up
Blood, rust and damaged flesh
Waiting for the second coming
Maybe next time around there'll be
Some chance for more than this

A twisted barbed wire halo
Wrapped tight around my skull
Blinding white light aura
Swarming with flies I'm flying
To pieces, thousands of shards
Cannot be brought back together
But I will remember the summer
Of my first Chevrolet in each bit

Gleaming bits of glass in the desert
Each reflecting a different moment
Still, now, enduring until the waves
Of a new ocean sweep them away
No pain

bookworm“there is no such thing
as reading too much.”
that is what I tell you
when you insist

that there is some danger of
becoming lost in the stuff—
mistaking seriphs for serpents,

swallowing a story so whole
that its hook
sticks in my throat.

“there is no such thing
as reading too much”
I tell you, bold-faced,
surrounded by snakes
with a line through my lip.

nightmarethe foxes are at your bedside and singing--
feversongs,
songs of boiling thoughts
and broken muscles.
their lullabyes.
they sneak so quiet, and
somehow,
you can't quite
dream
anymore.

Here and There, Now and ThenBurnt umber dawn, swaying electric trees
Thousands of souls chant in the summer wind
Journals of the dead are read by schoolchildren
They awake shaking someone else's dreams from their heads

Static electricity on the nape of your neck
In the television, on your phone, in your dinner
The calling of a murder of crows from the trees
You remember the view from the hospital room window

A smorgasbord of life and limb, death and decay
The antiseptic smell has an undercoating of rot and dirt
Talismans won't work any more than prayers and candles
Soldiers still fight lost wars, glory in the faded night

Tall fences are built to keep the worlds separ

Puppet My tears fall,

like invisible

diamonds.

My heart beats,

like soundless

drums.

Unwanted,

because of the

strings attached.

Prelude       Nocturne;
I conjure the moon
as dusk crests,
       a wave across the sky

       I am lovely and lonely in
       the night, shadow-
       shackled to the mountainside

and the moths
unfurl their hamsa-wings as
mama calls me in.

HorsepowerHorsepower

There’s a knife turnin in my soft parts
And heat burnin my mind on hard starts
The motors runnin but I lost the wheel
Just want it to be numb don’t wanna feel
Take two steps back and put it in park
Before I leave scarred up black marks
I need a u-turn on this highway
But can’t go back on the by-way
So look ahead, the pavement goes on
Break the rear-view mirror it’s gone
Contemplate
Reiterate
Put it in drive
And say goodbye
Let’s see how fast this bitch can fly

-Cygam7

Lost In ConfusionMy mind is spinning without a rest
emotions whirl and twirl around
A merry-go-round gaining speed
Until the world blurrs before my eyes
What's happening? What's going on?

The simplest thought slips away
Right from my mind, fading so fast
Trying to focus, I stare and stare
Until my eyes are heavy and unclear.
I don't understand, what is going on...

Emotions rise and fall again
Within the blink of an eye
I'm crying, laughing, and depressed
A rollercoaster ride that never ends
Am I losing my mind in this ?

I try to close my eyes and rest
But the world spins me around
I feel like I am failing this test
Voices and noisies echo in my min

A Night By the FireNo light,
The light sired by the night
All above whilst the day's delights
Now disappears from mortal sight.

Faded away is the sun's power,
Taking the stage now is night's sallow flower;
Now mortals may behold the stars and falling shower.

Set in a pit Nature's skyscraper ablaze
And revel in the emanating heat as you gaze,
Looking down on occasion when you hear a crack from the fire
And witness "fireflies" flying away from mother's blaze;
Dying shortly after but not lacking burning beauty do they desire!

I look out towards the teasing shore
And meditate as we sit upon her door,
Thinking on what my future has in store;
Who I am now and even

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Nothing goes just as I planned
Somebody else always takes your hand
And standing there with naught but doubt
I always wonder what I'm without
It's in this silence that I have no voice
And I start to believe I never had a choice

Somewhere within it hurts again
Somehow I managed to fail my friend
I have to wonder if it's all my fault
The way I carry all this pain I've wrought
I always feel like I don't have a home
That terrible thought, forever being alone

Loveless again, it never ends
When I lost myself, I lost my friend
And though my heart may learn to mend
I always fear it won't beat again
So now what's gone can't

Retch-edSometimes, I remember the way my fingers used to
flex
the quiet strain as they clawed at
my eyes, screwed tightly shut
a bizarre mimicry of my own
horror within-
my mouth opened, wide,
as I tried my best to scream away
yesterday's memory
in vain

my latest attempt to
purge myself
of
my-self

I-magi-nationSometimes, I'm in awe of my own
magnificence
Struck-dumb by the enormity of
my-self
and the mind that lies within

It would be hard to overstate my
wealth of spirit
measured not in coins & gems but by
stellar masses
Galaxies wheel in my head and heart

My pride must seem ignoble
you would be right
Judge me for my crimes of heart and head -
I already have
We must temper ourselves,
or all is lost
forever

A child dreams of childish things,
of being all that matters
of being the one
Being the only and...
Being
God

And I was - my own - and I created... my dreams
I built within my heart
a world
and placed upon it
nations
I

Procession'Morning' is my favorite time
of day - and when I met you
'Coffee' is what we chose
to drink and how we muddle through
'Our day', the one we spent together
and what we count down to
'Perfect' is in the moments
the little moments I share with you
'Love' is in every 'life time'
the length of looks that I cast you
'Forever' can be a promise
and a measure of 'me and you'
'Hope' is that thing I'd lost
and found, again, in you

PerspectiveIf death could be as death is never
painless painless
and as gentle as a and it blows not as a
breeze breeze

and the end itself as Nor is it as
endless comforting
and as energetic as the as an endless, teeming
seas sea

then I may as yet be and you could never be
thankful thankful
when death and ends call for its emptiness and
claiming me

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Pillarsby *DogmaticKerr

Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

©2013 *DogmaticKerr

JANUARY 23, 2013 - In keeping with the #Glory-Be-Project

My memories are the pillars upon which I have built and will build everything in my life... especially the memory of you.

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~Rhiannfleming Jan 30, 2013

this is really good

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*DogmaticKerr Jan 31, 2013

I am quite glad that you think so, Miss Fleming!

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=i-eat-your-sleep Jan 26, 2013 Digital Artist

I've got a cat lying over my arm right now so it's quite difficult for me to type. I don't want to move him either because he's way too cosy looking.

If I broke with my boyfriend, I don't think I could ever love a man the same way that I love him. So I can see the feelings that you're trying to type here. =3

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*DogmaticKerr Jan 31, 2013

Ahahahahahaha

An understandable situation! I truly miss having cats of my own, lounging about and being comfortably cozy

It's an interesting place to end up at, for me, as my past was nothing but an un-ending litany of failed friendship and relationships... but some people end up not resenting what happened to them but learning from it and crafting a thoroughly unique perspective. Oh, so many things that could have been. I wish you two the best of luck and love!

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=i-eat-your-sleep Jan 31, 2013 Digital Artist

I know what you mean. I too had my fair share of people back stabbing me, knowing full fact, that I would never ever do anything malicious to them at all. Now, I'm a lot less likely to trust any one easily. Thanks and I wish you luck too. =3

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*DogmaticKerr Jan 31, 2013

Here's to making shitty things better and becoming wiser for it all!

Thank you miss ^.^

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=i-eat-your-sleep Jan 31, 2013 Digital Artist

I toast to that! <3

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*DogmaticKerr Jan 31, 2013

Wooo! Sadly, the only drinking emote I know of is this one

Pretend he's smiling!

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=i-eat-your-sleep Feb 1, 2013 Digital Artist

This one? D=

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*DogmaticKerr Feb 1, 2013

That one doesn't look much better, but at least he's not sad!

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