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 Mar 2013 FrannyFoo
Mike Fashé
I crawled from the darkest cave
Once a slave
People are going to die
I shall let them die undignified in their graves
You blame yourself for this
You lack clarity
We have the same similarities
Look into my eyes
Does this look anything too alright?
Fear not
For tonight
For we live life freely
Convert the weak
And out their chastity
It’s our destiny
Let our *******
Lust for calamity
We dry out charity
For beverages of intoxication
Wild flowers for hallucination
No serenity
Just amusement
Of lucid insanity
I can still remember
As an infant
The cries of others
I hated it
I wanted to destroy it
But deep down
I wanted more
I wanted to hear them suffering
I wanted to be king
To be unseen
And then rise like a god!
Let my rain of terror begin
Here I am!
A nightmare comes true
I’m beyond any being with power
I am GOD!
Stand in my way
Every
Man
Woman and
Child
Will die
This is my world
You will never leave it
After death
I will remain to rule over you
You’re mines for the keeps
Don’t sleep
Reality is your nightmare
I’m first in line
No way hell I’m going to die
So don’t even try!
I want you to cry!
Suffer greatly!
I soon woke up remembering…


That I’m still chain to this oppressed floor
Truly... a dream to a nightmare
2013 poem from here on. Enjoy.
 Mar 2013 FrannyFoo
Melissa L
Over
 Mar 2013 FrannyFoo
Melissa L
Goodbye feet
Goodbye skin
Goodbye lights
Goodbye hair
Goodbye costumes
Goodbye Bach
Goodbye notes
Goodbye audience
Goodbye bones
Goodbye floor
Goodbye wings
Goodbye crossovers
*Goodbye Bolt
I think that sleeping with somebody
(I actually mean sleeping)
Is so intimate
Because,
Your partner
Could wake up
In the middle of the night
And **** you,
But you trust her
Not to
 Mar 2013 FrannyFoo
JL
Words
 Mar 2013 FrannyFoo
JL
I'm ready for the sea
I will dissolve in the blue
Waves tumble me apart
I laugh at the pain I
Once felt and the
Way I once tried to
Put everything I am on the head of a needle
They gawk at me and laugh
Scientist poke me with their
Sterile stainless steel Instruments asking
Each other "what's an existence?"
I try to explain with words but
A blue bird is caught in my throat
Its beak poking the roof of my mouth
It climbs out past my teeth
It jumps and ***** around the white room
Whistling out an ancient tune
Circling once above our heads
Then out the open window
 Mar 2013 FrannyFoo
Daniel Magner
The only thing out of place
about this dinner of steak
is the fact that the table
is set for
one.
© Daniel Magner 2013
...It is not
poetry
but a sense lost
in words
Morning, it brings blue
so fresh so real
and confused
Like a feather gone mad
caught in the storm
But there's no rain
not today or
tomorrow
Only the calm...
the eerie silence that
screams when everything
is
still
So you wait, hoping it will wane and
waited long enough
only to realize
you have defined
Void...
Mek
01.07.13
"Hold the head tight and
slit the throat..."
My old man told me once
"...Feathers need boiling water to
be plucked
Death comes first before
dying
Don't be like wolves who
drag their prey by the belly and
consume their guts and
intestines and whatever their fangs
could sink
in
to
while the prey screams
and cry to the foxes
or jackals or gods for salvation
There's too much suffering already
too much blood for too long
While most of us deny
throwing stones at
the mirror and enjoy the
illusion..."
We had warm chicken for supper that night...


Mek
01.06.13
 Mar 2013 FrannyFoo
Tori G
The Truth
 Mar 2013 FrannyFoo
Tori G
Don't you dare think
There isn't one **** minute
I go
Without thinking about
You.

Just because I don't
Initiate a conversation
It doesn't mean
I don't
Care.

In fact
It means that
You
Mean more to me than
Anyone else.

So quit wallowing
In your own self pity
For two seconds
And
Think.
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