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 Oct 2014 Bells
Xan Abyss
A scene too obscene to be believed
when it's seen
Like an acid trip intersecting with a *******
Where reality becomes a second thought
And you and I were caught
or maybe lost
in the crossfire of hungry hearts
I breathe you in whenever you're around
there's a code to my heart that unlocks with the sound
of your voice in a humorous shout
through the crowd
But what once was so loud
it shook me to the ground
burned so bright it may have burned out
the Chaos is Dead - All is Quiet now
And where there once was great noise
as joy did abound
is stricken with silence
like A Forest of Frozen Clowns
Matt Braunger gave me the title to express what's been happening to me lately.
 Oct 2014 Bells
Xan Abyss
In a world full of gods and monsters
Where do you stand?
In a world full of gods and monsters
Where does your loyalty land?

Are you an angel? Spreading forgiveness
Across the wretched globe
Are you a demon? Spreading deception
Poisoning our hopes

In a world full of gods and monsters
Where do you stand?
In a world full of gods and monsters
What do you demand?

Will you rise to face the tyrant, and fall in the name of justice?
Or will you bow before the might of the unstoppable forces?
Death will come for all of us, but those who fought the fight
Will be remembered always, gods and monsters of the time

In a world full of gods and monsters
Where do you fall?
In a world full of gods and monsters
Do you fight at all?
In a world full of gods and monsters
Who claims your soul?
In a world full of gods and monsters
Are you divine or infernal?

Will you align yourself with the light and crush the shadows as they rise?
Or unite with the darkness of night  to bring about a new sunrise?
Do you stay with these ancient ways of the gods above the earth? Or will these creatures kept in hiding finally emerge?

In a world full of Gods and Monsters
Where do you stand?
It's a world full of Gods and Monsters
Do you understand?
 Oct 2014 Bells
Xan Abyss
Her name means the earth
Her eyes are like the sea
Oceanic windows to majestic mysteries
Her skin glows like the moon
Around her smile of ivory
And I stand in the presence of heaven
When she is here before me
Her perfume is a garden of celestial aromas
Her voice is an echo of the comforts of a home
And my heart skips a beat when I hear her say my name because
The beauty that she glows with outshines all I've ever known
She's a goddess in a world of demons
Feet planted in the ground
Head floating in the clouds
Her love is a euphoric feeling
Intoxication
With no comedown
Her body is a grave, an eternal resting place
Inviting, soft and warm - so nice
You'll never want to leave
And I am but a slave to her affection and her grace
Alone at last in her embrace
I forever wish to stay
And at the end of all this time
I'm lost in her oceanic eyes
She is my afterlife,
My world divine
And tonight the world is mine.
I wrote this about someone I no longer speak to. But hey, it's pretty.
 Oct 2014 Bells
Maddie Renee
My mother is my seamstress,
lapping around a genetic retail store,
she had 23 chromosomes to spend.
Knitting freedom’s peach fuzz fabric over the inseam of  muscles,
cross stitching stereotypes of blonde thread into the pores of a rounded scalp,
hot-gluing  privilege into blue eyes,
kneading the molds of a thigh gap between legs of the race that would shame its way to superiority.
I am white.
My mother was my seamstress,
she made sure the licks of discrimination didn’t scar my back.
 Oct 2014 Bells
Xan Abyss
Cold Sex
 Oct 2014 Bells
Xan Abyss
All I want to do to you
Is make you feel alive
All I want to give you is a reason to survive
All you seem to ask of me is derision
Hate and scorn
I don't want you to hate yourself just to be my little *****

You're giving me dead love
You're giving me cold ***
Romantic as a cadaver covered in dirt and sweat
You give me dead love
You give me cold ***
Beautiful as a suicide victim giving in to death

All I try to fill you with is passion, burning bright
And yet your eyes stay darker than a silent, moonless night
All you seem to need of me is abuse
And carnal war
I can't stand to hurt you
But I need a little more

— The End —