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A Mind of Its Own

Author: Anneboleyn707
ASL Info:    18/Female/Pennsylvania
Elite Ratio:    3.96 - 44 /84 /67
Words: 225
Class/Type: Poetry /Society
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A Mind of Its Own

A menacing mind distills the time;
In him I watched monsters envelope the world--
Lecherous things that made wings and flew forth;
Long winding tentacles
Yielding tantalizing spectacles of counterfeit creations.
So familiar were the resulting reds to the old world green
I’d never dreamed,
I was unmoved, growing apart at the seams in the storm;
Unthwarted by the end not distorted but pursued,
As the oozing red strands stretched to pull the world back into view.

Some complain for they are forced,
Scratching hands that despise the glutinous crime below.
One by one he devours their precious time, until all voices go
hungry and die away in sun or snow;
and within the crimson mess I unwind
The cloth of the temptress's dress, and find
Ventricles, peeled to fleshy thoughts of fact
Which tell of the hope all lack, or their inability to put order back,

Or the horror.
Now mere half-love, only half known hearts can feel;
Adjusting eyes to the small ecstasy the sight of nakedness reveals,
we see.
The mind that rules invokes the haze that plagues the pallid sky,
and after ages follows silence:
choosing to snooze in the high of devastation
with temptation, whose glowing gown has fallen to the floor.
And as she shudders for its material comfort,
We cling to it and cannot more.

Submitted on 2012-10-10 07:29:22     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  Lovecrafting along, singing a song. cool

| Posted on 2012-10-10 00:00:00 | by Blue Monk | [ Reply to This ]
  Sorry, I see you already did. :) Did you read my poem Universal shutdown? That one sprang to mind when reading this. But you managed to capture that giant octopus, as I bluntly called it, much better. I like how its tentacles intertwine and spring forth from between the lines. Good job on this one!
| Posted on 2012-10-10 00:00:00 | by Paradox | [ Reply to This ]
  I can hear Cthulhu calling between those lines. :) I really like this a lot. Parts of it remind me of my own style. I used to write very similar to this. Check out some of my old writings I have posted on this site. I think you will enjoy them.
| Posted on 2012-10-10 00:00:00 | by Paradox | [ Reply to This ]

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