AMENDSA Poem by kublakhan2702 04 - 09 04 04
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One hand fights off the nature like a mad scientist One thumb seeks out the tight mouth instructing with a lisp I have no feelings in my hand it was invaded by trust My conscience sent my friends a proxy working under codename Lust I had to snatch security from sleeping enemies I am far too insecure now to claim friends A slave to change I've been since I've been all alone but happy Change insinuated there was someone there with whom to make amends II. I now tend to this high pad like a thane's pre-kingdom castle with a gleaming knife and guilty conscience for all visitors who bring a hassle My tub's too small to take a bath This is no place to lay down still and naked And those who come in need of cleansing are too late if all they've done to date is fake it But I myself do nothing free of order, save to breath the air An act of conscience of necessity? It just depends A twisted feel I need to survey these conditions and my place within, and while it's at it tap the shoulder of the one with whom to make amends III. I call it the hermit's apartment Tempt me not with too high an escarpment for I'm as drawn to gravity as rain cried from a sky depressed and inclement or the high priest of hedonists who hurls at the sun a conscience that is neither his nor his flock's alone but a ball of both stitched together with their sins And like the priest I must look up instead of straight ahead Who knows which one extreme he craves out of the pair which he attends? And if his sun does not incinerate the evidence and the hermit's apartment shrinks into a plank will there be enough time for them to make amends? IV. The sight that feeds the clean and sober mind dishes up a dirty world Sweet marinara, chocolate icing bubbles into toxin when unfurled in the wavy borders of the body Open every orifice as wide as will be spread It doesn't matter for the acid will supress itself and live in those who stop at wishing they were dead So do you want a healthy body or a healthy mind Think about it; time betrays an exerciser who pretends to be fit and be able to exterminate the devils of contention making all acquaintances believe as well as see the gift to make amends © 2012 kublakhan27Featured Review
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StatsAuthorkublakhan27Nova Scotia, CanadaAboutMy first book is out! Any comments that anyone may have to offer regarding my work would be deeply appreciated, as I'm yet to get a review. www.amazon.com/Waltz-Around-Swirls-Steven-Fortune/dp.. more..Writing
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