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Night Block
At least one time in my life, I would like to get to chloroform myself
and exit conciousnes gracefully.
The rolling about to sleep,
the creeping thoughts from lightless lids drunken by a tainted soul.
No more musicians in my bed.
No staleness in my breath or the palpitations in my leg.
Life is a boring wasteland.
Man eats animals. Gods eat man.
Oh they keep him up at night with worries of enlightenment.
But as for me,
Forever Yours,
Delirium
and exit conciousnes gracefully.
The rolling about to sleep,
the creeping thoughts from lightless lids drunken by a tainted soul.
No more musicians in my bed.
No staleness in my breath or the palpitations in my leg.
Life is a boring wasteland.
Man eats animals. Gods eat man.
Oh they keep him up at night with worries of enlightenment.
But as for me,
Forever Yours,
Delirium
Published 29th Jul 2017
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Anonymous
- Edited 5th Aug 2017 9:56pm
5th Aug 2017 9:54pm
what the?!
then this:
Man eats animals. Gods eat man. <---8-O
oohh my damn, that is like the sickness thought ive ever
read..please do not take me as rude because i mean
in a sense of GREATNESS
WooooW
then this:
Man eats animals. Gods eat man. <---8-O
oohh my damn, that is like the sickness thought ive ever
read..please do not take me as rude because i mean
in a sense of GREATNESS
WooooW
Thank you. I was thinking of the food chain some days before after watching a show talking about the food chain, and I was trying to think of some metaphysical twist. When that came to mind, I wanted to put the line somewhere, and this poem really gave me that chance. And to have it mean something metaphorically.
Anonymous
5th Aug 2017 11:21pm
perfect placement!
