Thesunking

Thesunking Nov 2017

Found me,
now finding you,
standing in a holy queue,
To operate the computer, which will lead me to you.
A song for you,
when I'm not there,
When I'm lost with my lonely-club crew.
All I want is a feather,
(Or many feathers?)
Just to take off without a clue.

How many more words to heal the star within the rib-cage,
Find you now,
or I'll be off to be a drunken sage.

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Thesunking Nov 2017

The red killer.

He came out of the house with a gun
(And hat on his head)
like the dead shining sun,
He Stared at all the people who gave him a bitter stun,
//And he looked at them deeper//
And he wondered if it was alright to have blood on his hand
(just for some traumatic-fun)
//This happened in a small room inside the brain where all the dreams would run.//
//All the nightmares screen as he is seeing himself burn//
He jumps out the window
and makes his way to the pool,
jumping into the water,
his burns got cool.
Grandma always told him how to find his tools
Just in case it needed for him to flee from fools.
Now it looks like he is here to fire
Just when the burning heals,
He will set up-foot killing anyone he desires.

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Thesunking Nov 2017

Money man.

'Money man' 'money man' where did you go?
It's almost evening now,
Go to the pub.
If the night sky fall on your shoulders now ~you bow.
No halo rich alcohol,
Just a galon of wine
for the night,
With an angel dressed tight,
Money dissappear like dusty stars on extinction,
Money man you're now stretched by a tight spring girl ,
Historys most materialistic tension.

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Thesunking Nov 2017

Lifeless time.

A struggle through the stretching time.

It was always the dazely soul,
Tiered by the restless mind.

Sweet memories and sour  time-
A sorrow movie- a negative projection.
Life is a fine game of perfection.

Sometimes we just have to find-
What is Love, meaning of life,
And creation  of gentle salvation.
But life hurts like a cramp,
Yet we walk to prevent  starvation.

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Nov 2017

Charles Bukowski

Raw With Love

little dark girl with
kind eyes
when it comes time to
use the knife
I won't flinch and
i won't blame
you,
as I drive along the shore alone
as the palms wave,
the ugly heavy palms,
as the living does not arrive
as the dead do not leave,
i won't blame you,
instead
i will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
me,
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
sleeping
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
again.
little dark girl with kind eyes
you have no
knife. the knife is
mine and i won't use it
yet.

Thesunking Nov 2017

Destiny

When your destiny,
Meets your wildest dreams,
"A love that got a chance to meet",
And the roses you buy,
Are spotted in black and pain.
"The darkest love of the century"
I am beginning to dream
~And I'm Awake where I'm supposed to sleep ~

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Thesunking Nov 2017

Present~

When the night's sky looses it's hand,
The sun comes out with a *****,

"Ready for a merry day?"

Digging a deep hole inside my head,
So that I can see light again.

"Now here I leave you to stay cheerful!"

The winged beast croon from space,
And the magical words spoken stays.

But as her words utter from a still of silence,
My memory seems to be dazed.

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