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Cry
Dante Blades Jul 2010
Cry
Caring is inappropriate
Reaching certain parts of life
Yearning to sin and procreate
Dante Blades Feb 2011
Exes and Ohs
Litter the page
Sprinkled around in a random matter
Without age

Relative to time
Persecuted for that one word
That one crime

Exes and Ohs
Meaningless apart
Like a left ventricle
Without the right heart

Two halves  
Of the same bilateral organism
An awkward moment
Nervous laughs

Eyes forward
Minds in each other's pants
Forget needless pleasantries
Deposit in wilting potted plants

Hugs and kisses
Sincerely yours
Tell me why
It's me you ignore
Dante Blades Sep 2010
Under the radar
Someone's daughter
Avoid the mainstream
Dwell in the backwater

Leading the journey
My flirtatious folly
Reflects a sense of melancholy
Raveling in romantic malice
Mocking the norm
Arm in arm

Amor in a twisted mess
A soul to caress
An unspoken liaison
A nonexistent list of excuses  
Explaining  all of it's practical uses

Who knows where we'll be tomorrow
Some place to scoff in the face of sorrow
I speaking from experience
Stop asking
When I have no defense

I will dare
You wont
If you have any sense
Dante Blades Nov 2010
Licenses to ****
Permit to lie
It's illegal
To see through another's eye

Unified opinion
On touchy subjects  
God has forsaken you
Like other earthly objects

The lame
Are not to blame
But the smug
And proud
Listening to themselves talk
Alittle too loud

*** May sell
Alas it's a ticket to hell
******* and romance
Are in less demand
A bullet fired into the air
Knows not where to land

Band together
Like atoms
In a molecule
In the hand that pulls the lever

The answer to life is scribed on a note card
In a locker left unlocked
Left ajar
In the rain
Dante Blades Nov 2010
Waltzing to the rhythm of a steady heart
1,2,3  1,2,3
Growing tired of the same old shtick
1,2,3  1,2,3
Following her lead
1,2,3,  1,2,3
Keeping in time
Chasing the movement of coy subtle winks
1,2,3,  1,2,3
Godly crashes of endorphins bombard the love mucle
It counts aloud
1,2,3
Nothing to do with faith
Let the butterflies lead the way
1,2,3
Lest we die of anticipation
Relax and dance
1,2,3
Don't speak
Just dance
1,2,3  1,2,3
Dante Blades Nov 2010
Beauty
Perfection
Wasted

I was ready to give myself to her
My heart
She cut and pasted

I was a simple prop
To occupy her time
If I was to leave
She would not mind

It haunts me
Her Child-like stare
Every strand
Of her red hair

Every plan
Every smile
It's been more than just
Alittle while

I'm not an artist
I can see her unattraction
Stemming from
My lack of action

Blistering boils of
Lethargic lust
In the end
Is there no one left
To trust?
Dante Blades Aug 2010
She's the attention grabber
Attention all!
Her attention to detail
Is noticeable

Notice not me
The attention *****
Lackluster childlike smile
Is such a bore

The limits are nonexistent
Working like a piston
Notice me
I'm noticeable

Do not appreciate
My childish jokes
I'm here for your entertainment
I'm not a hoax

Cast a glance in my general direction
I'm only looking for alittle affection  
I'll yell it at the loudest decibel
Notice me
I'm noticeable
Dante Blades Nov 2010
Little particles of dust
Exposed by a sliver of light
Dancing to the rhythm of the room

You could stop smiling
And they would slow
Slow to the motion
To the emotion

Moving in sync
Chaos personified
Little universes
Only exist in the light

Moving
Speaking
Shouting
The language of god

Speaking from an empty script
Dancing the steps flawlessly
Choreographed by existence

Beautiful

Pointless

Existence
Dante Blades Jan 2011
A few strokes of bad luck
What else could it possibly be?
A ****** up coincidence?
Or lack of empathy

Fingernails grow like ice crystals
Lying by omission
Aiding and abetting
Vandalize all that's beautiful
In this world that's not worth living
  
Love letter in calligraphy  
Doodle in the margins
Images
Of something that's just not me
We're just friends

Lies and and false emotions
Follow you like smoke follows beauty
I wanna hate you
It's not easy
We're just friends

It's not easy
To hate someone you love
I wanna hate you
Like I can hate myself
Dante Blades Jan 2011
The little voice inside of you
Directing decision
Trapped
Unable to envision

Success
In rapid succession
Reverting
In sudden regression

Sewing shut
Your mind's eye
Blame your loss of contact
Contact with me
The romantic deviant

Your love is beautiful
With all it's conditions
Scolding the masses
For their mental carbon emissions

Unpopular
Is an understatement
What do you expect
Pushing for a decision
When there is no answer
Dante Blades Jul 2010
I am dead
Don't believe me?
I see your face is turning red
I wish it was you instead

I wish to feed
On the Quaker's health
Participating in a lie
Involving only one's self

I wish to feed on the lost
Born only to be tossed
I realized I'm not what you wanted
I realize I'm not Robert Frost

But to leave now would be flawed
To leave now
To be Closer to god

The odor of your tainted complexion
Is that of the finest confection
What a shame, What a waste
To lose a life so post haste
Dante Blades Jan 2011
Lost at sea
Without a home
Caught within
The subduction zone

Come and feel my radiation
Revel in universal segregation
Robbing the king of his throne
Safely from the subduction zone

Run for cover
And Higher ground
The Hurricane's coming
Leave this town

Millions dead with no survivors
Where's your god now?
Smirking probably
The man is very Proud

What is the world but one big catastrophe
Catastrophe
Catastrophe
Dante Blades Jul 2011
I am a Knight
Put here
If only to fight
It's not my business
To say Right or Wrong
In the end
I am but a pawn
Dante Blades Jul 2010
I could have saved him
But he didn't listen
He could have just lost a limb
He doesn't know what he's been missin'

Goat's head symphonic mood music
Shan't bring him back
For he suffered
From a soul crippling mind lack

So go and say I'm without respect
I'm an empty can that can't reflect
Revel in the nostalgia
Of retrospect
Dante Blades Sep 2011
Lawrence (who goes by Lars)
Went to India
And Contracted SARS
Damped his spirits?
I think not!

His best friend is Lou
Payed his taxes and went to church
Alas, 'twas not Jesus
That he found on his search

Lars and Lou
One day had nothing to do
They crowded the streets of the city
In Bangladesh
In Timbuktu
They never found something quite as pretty

Lars had bandages on his eyes
Lou chose not to see
Turning a blind eye
Turning the cheek
Say what you will (makes no difference to me)
Dante Blades May 2011
You** and your good friend
They make love out of paint and clay
Worlds without love we cannot mend
Many feelings-all cheap-with no waste to lay

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