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We are death from the west, Sycophantic lovers with a taste for seduction. (or destruction......) I'll just breathe in your ear, "You can harm me, if that's what you want my lover." (or 'my cover') You're my locust of the cup, Raining deviance into my soft wary pupils. (rather, my wary scruples) We're on a path to the past, In a circular motion we catch up with ourselves. (only to find our doppelgänger shells) I'll see ruin in and of you, though it's futile, for we only use our bodies. (or was that fertile?) |
"We are death from the west, Sycophantic lovers with a taste for seduction. (or destruction......)" How pretty. Maybe it shouldn't be, but you made that seem so gorgeous. "You can harm me, if that's what you want my lover." Sexxxy. ;) ...That's exactly what I like to hear. "I'll see ruin in and of you" It's sad... in such a beautiful way. You're f*cking brilliant. Sorry I can't make this longer. Those sleeping pills are preventing me from thinking clearly. Just had to mention how much I love it. Goodnight/morning ![]() -nikkki | Posted on 2007-12-12 00:00:00 | by Razor2TheRosary | [ Reply to This ] | argh! | i cannot make this piece work! i know you are saying much more than i am reading but i cannot find it... and its frustrating me. i quite like the way you undermine yourself with the lines in parenthesis and the playing on sounds with words that are similar sounding but quite different in meaning that therefore alter the ideas of the piece quite drastically if taken into account and therein is where the tension lays... some of the parenthetic ideas i am willing to accept but others i just... dont want to. your first stanza is stunning. we are death from the west i cannot begin to imagine where this line had its origin in your mind... i know where it would have come from if it had have been found in my mind though... sycophant... this is some kind of... informer? someone who willing tells someone something if there is any benefit or glory in it for them personally...? maybe a kissarse to the big wigs? willing to tell anyone anything if it will move them up the ladder... and that is where the destruction lies for me... the lengths that people will go to these days is crazy... but then... this isnt about a single person... we are death from the west... part of me thinks an army... an army invading where it is not wanted or needed bringing completely different ways of being to people who are not willing to accept these ways necessarily... seduction that turned out wrong... promises never delivered... from the west... and yet... i am so convinced i have not concieved anything you are saying... i feel like quite the failure. | Posted on 2007-07-03 00:00:00 | by Someones Epiphany | [ Reply to This ] | |