Posted by kid_A on January 29, 2002, at 13:18:52
CONFESSION
"Suffering makes you live time in detail, moment after moment. Which is to say that it exists for you: over the others, the ones who don't suffer, time flows, so that they don't live in time, in fact they never have."
-Emile M. Cioran
Beauty is a monster
it will eat you like
lightningi must confess, i envy
beautiful things, like
sunflowers who grew
easy into itbut what more is
there to say-- i've
written and re-written
these words one and
one hundred timesnothing will change
me, daemon kid, dogboy
doomed cypherlisten you, what do
expect to happen, just
what kind of a poet
are you?ive not been truthfull
i am not the poet that i
want to be, and will
likely never benothing today, and
nothing tommorow, and
then one day nothing
at alli wish it were raining,
when it is raining
angels are crying for
the lepers and dwarfsand the rain soaks the
sunflower, and it blooms
into a beatiful nova
and the angels laughMichael, is this enough
solace to keep you
from cutting yourself
again?do you understand i
intend to die, one way
or another, drifiting
into a phantomthis is so easy for me
it happens bit by bit
every single day, im
not alone herebut i hasten it, i
push it along like a
pram, my deathbaby, i
rock it to sleeprain i love you,
because you make things
beautiful, and drown
the misanthropesrain, one day you will
rise the ocean and
drown them all, me
least of all,goodnight, rain,
i said goodnight,
let it come
down.
poster:kid_A
thread:17472
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