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Cannibal
Hear the strings raped by the bow,
the screams of torture ringing on electric wind.
Headlights and flashlights and lighters cast dawn in the darkest alleys,
throwing sunlight in to the eyes of the children,
blinding those with 20/20 vision.
Leaves of silken silver and gold on a lake of potent greed,
in which koi do devour all my fears and woes.
I throw myself in to the clouds that lie so far beneath,
drown in a deeper blue than any dream could show me,
bubbles drifting slowly to the ground as I sing my name to the world.
the screams of torture ringing on electric wind.
Headlights and flashlights and lighters cast dawn in the darkest alleys,
throwing sunlight in to the eyes of the children,
blinding those with 20/20 vision.
Leaves of silken silver and gold on a lake of potent greed,
in which koi do devour all my fears and woes.
I throw myself in to the clouds that lie so far beneath,
drown in a deeper blue than any dream could show me,
bubbles drifting slowly to the ground as I sing my name to the world.
Published 22nd Dec 2010
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23rd Dec 2010 8:03pm
electric fiddle? ah hell no matter the picture in my head is... ah fuk it. painting with word instead of colors and brushes
24th Dec 2010 7:49pm
1st Feb 2011 10:17pm
Just doing a flick through your older works, I am still so jealous of this piece.'I throw myself in to the clouds' as a line, it holds the most depth for me. This poem is like a cigar to my cigarette attempt at my 'Cannibal' piece and thought I'd just say well done on it.
