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    dots Submission Name: Changelingdots

    Author: rws
    ASL Info:    58/m/ohio
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 2779/1297/258
    Words: 171
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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       Dedicated to Twacky's last half dozen writes (and a swift return from exile). This one's been haunting me for weeks. Enjoy (or try to).

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    If I could feed
    a lyricist's addiction
    purge the sleek cleaver
    of my tongue,
    skewering the less
    fortunate, slow-witted
    folk whose
    intellect quivered
    beneath my thumb;
    a warm bath
    and an open vein,
    a knowing smile
    and a kiss for luck,
    the cruel whisper
    of a joke long past;
    the shape of waves
    petrified in heat.

    And if I lost my
    respect for humanity
    (soulless slabs
    of flesh beneath the skin)
    Where would that blunt
    terminus take me?
    To whose kingdom,
    seed and seat?
    Whose clawed fingers
    would cooly rake me
    in epiphanies
    of pain?

    Intricate as a
    conspiracy theorist's
    white-hot aura
    soaked in blood;
    a hundred stellar
    nights removed
    from dogma
    demons, wine
    and flood;
    I will be a warrior
    prince in hell,
    or else remain
    or else be
    lifted to the servitude
    of heaven's stolen
    ears and knotted
    that grew into
    the hubris of this
    write: a soul laid
    to a razor's
    softened edge,
    till something wicked
    this way comes.

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    ||| Comments |||
      you are very good everyone say so-
    but you are over my head-
    maybe someday i will get it
    and i know you wouldn't like my
    lyrics so don't read them please!!!
    and am i to tell the true
    it is ok-right?
    | Posted on 2006-07-23 00:00:00 | by ms.v | [ Reply to This ]
      The dramatic imagery in this is sensational very dark night of the soul.

    Intricate as a
    conspiracy theorist's
    white-hot aura
    soaked in blood;

    Also, I love the Shakespeare intertextualisation ‘Something wicked this way comes’ and the allusion to Paradise Lost with the devil as a warrior prince in hell.
    take care
    | Posted on 2006-04-03 00:00:00 | by comradenessie | [ Reply to This ]
      Well done, Bill. You find the images that make us believe someone is standing on the edge of light, among the shadows
    our vision gives us more depth. and we constantly are searching...as poets we write about our journeys. It all makes sense. might I say it's a little graphic? so while the ethereal is very difficult to write about, you've done a great of doing so. And yes, we do pull that energy into a place of of peace and resolution.

    Someone is going to say that "something wicked this way comes" is cliché'. Not so, I like it, in fact. Creepy!

    | Posted on 2006-03-30 00:00:00 | by nansofast | [ Reply to This ]
      Wow. That was very intense. I believe there was an extreme amount of passion in this peice. The flow was flawless, and the words seem to fit together perfectly as a whole. And you get bonus points for saying one of my favorite words(dogma). It seems to me like a battle between you and your inner beast. I know exactly how that is. It is extremely hard sometimes not to think of humans as cattle. If you loose that bond with them though, then there is nothing that seperates you from a ravenous monster. It also seems as though this write has a touch of torture in it. Rather by others, humans, or maybe even your own racing mind. Very good write.

    | Posted on 2006-03-30 00:00:00 | by Lilithe_Aislin | [ Reply to This ]

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