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Blind Pathos Sep 8
Van Gogh’s ear sings tales all night
Soulful moaning over mind’s eye sight

Antagonize the heart and turn the eye
A visitor to the heart or passing by

From this spring that we all drink
What whispers all the thoughts we think

Lunatic genius with eyes turned in
Tell me where my mind has been

A freighting tether is shelter and cage
Where the writer’s pen touches page

Ink’s fossil trail bleeding from my pen
A history of where my heart has been

To go and not say in doing so
Beyond this point no words can go

With feet of clay and hand to chalk
I’ve come to hear Van Gogh’s ear talk
There is a moment just before an idea, it's origin. The magic of the written word is a spark that comes before the writing, up stream, unknown, untamed, shear new. I would follow the path to the origin and bring back great treasures. I have been lost many times, but what else is there to do?
Poetic T Sep 2015
We were holding hands when we heard it,
The siren, like the call of damnation
Like a calling greet your inevitable end
Lost in the moment of ourselves.
We were in the field, how could
Us, be so stupid. The flickering moments
Of light, hope fading with each decreasing
Quiver  of daylight.
The shade was nearly upon us
Grasping at our ankles.
We reached the town of ill fated name sake,

"Population 3,000"

Not no where near that now,
It was like a **** had taken hold, we were in
A mountainous region where shadow had
Bathed the outskirts of town on any given
Was like a gift to this pocket of  unobscured bliss.
I still have their touch,
corroded flesh fragmented. It still feels
As if their still holding on, like a frigid burning.

"Come on baby,

Breath was against us as if less to inhale,
Succumbing to extinct motions
We grappled with the door hinges motionless.

"Joshua it mike,
"Is everyone inside,

"Ye why?

As the door is hit, and inch by inch succumbs to
Mike force, as it encircles his presence
A last hit reverberates,
And like a tomb sealed with in.

"Mike, Mike.....,

And he was as the others gone in shadow.
Blazing lights eliminated every inch,
We had been a place of so many
Now few greeted our perspective.

"Its my fault, mike was our friend,
"It was  a choosing, I would have done it,

Silence was words spoken in here,
Words bleed echoing over concealed air

"The solar batteries should keep us lit,
"If any should flicker,
"Shadow will entangle that moment,
"North block is a no go,

North block, but half the town was....
How is this surviving?

"Son come here,
"Who me,

God I felt stupid as there was only me and him!

"This is all wrong, ye hear that,

A puzzled look on my face, with a piece missing?

"We  are the shadow,
"Were prisoners in these shells,


Is what he babbles upon truth,

"That mark is your true form,

"But the flesh is warped, to touch is cold

"That is light corrupting your true form,
"This is a shell of lies, polished thoughts invading your mind,
"Do you remember your....,

She had covered his mouth, baby what you doing?
She had a look in her posture, in her eyes.
"Baby what you...,

"He spoken to much, what did he speak of,

As he shuddered light permeated as he bleed
Shards of crystalline light,


But it was to late, he was their and then,
Just a wisp of shadow rose up.
But even that she grasped, encircled,
As if a sun had birthed in clasped hands.
Then but ash fell and he was nothing more.

"What the hell did you just do,
"You killed him?
"What did he,
"What did you do,

Then a flash of memory, awoken thought,
The time before, in perpetual twilight.
Then they came, shackled is I'm mortal form,
Caged in bone, but now the truth shone through.

" You have been here since light burst through the veil,
"They have tried to free you from this purgatory,
"We created man to be a vessel to keep you sullen,

"Why we never did anything,

"You existed that was enough for us,
"So few left now the purge must begin,

Loved ones clasped there hands on startled others
As cracks bleed lights corruption, and then wisps
Where as before suspended in their grasp.

"Why I thought you loved me,

"I did for a while opposites can attract.
"But It was I that burnt you,
"With what was a loving touch,

But we are two parts of one why do you...

"Your scream dulled my light,
"I am light darkness has no place,
"It only consumes what was birthed so long ago,

I watched as so many screamed,
Then silence,
Then ash,
Fell like snow, death greeted the floor.

I'm are the last one, they are coming for me.
All that will be found is remnants of what was,

"I always have but if was forbidden,

I run towards her, but our touch is shimmered,
Our true forms birthed and I see the beauty
I always saw inside,

"There is an in-between twilight moment,
"Meet me there,

And then I was outside, darkness seeped in solitude
And then imprints  movement greeted  me,
A hand exited and held with haste.
It retreated to the place where it was always seen.

"She loves you, you know that,

The town was immersed in light, fragmenting into
A clouded haze, a region of neither darkness or light,
Particles tainted, grazed upon both, neither could
Now exist in the place. She did this for me,
I thought she.... I don't know what to think.

I waited in twilights moment, time has no meaning
It was though time stood still, but I felt every
Was stagnant without her in my grasp. could I live
Knowing that wisp of light in my darkness was
Extinguished without last words upon our lips.
A wisp of light erratically glides towards me,

"It is but a firefly
"Be gone little light that flutters by,

Trails of light emanated and form took shape,
My eyes even though in twilights glare knew
That form anywhere. She was before me, I
Am so sorry my love if they had for a moment
Knew of my hearts desire I would have been like he
Who became ash in my palm.

"We are of opposites,
"A collision of positive, negative force,
"But my heart breathes true,

"We can have the twilight,
"Where either merges in a dance of eternity,
This is our time, shells now gone, 

"You look beautiful,

Hands merged in essence and a display
Of light and darkness in shades never seen
Danced upon the air and sky.
Love is never a separation, but a bonding of
Opposites that attract from any distance near or far.
Love is two opposites that make a connection no matter the difference
Digital in the darkness
I can only think of you
Despite the power I harness
Its something I can't compute.
Your eyes are glowing
when they come into view
making the bits start flowing
into my CPU.
You changed my process
by being so bold;
emotional excess
changed my programming code.
So I guess this is what its like
to love someone,
But I cannot go into the light
It cant be done.
I wish I could lose myself in you
the way you seem to
But the logic sets in
before we're through.
What I'd give
for just one touch
yet I'm not real
and it hurts so much.
Is it possible to listen to too much EDM?

— The End —