5/7/2006 4:12 pm
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11/20/2006 7:36 pm
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NOW I FUCKING
LET IT GO
stained are my senses,
how easily i slip,
to claw at the time,
so
singed and merciless.
coaxing, with broken hands,
broken back,
broken faith.
treasure this small and only moment...
of my smiles
once held,
all keys,
keys to locks,
keys to doors,
in your universe.
a magician's trick,
these keys unlock nothing, now
save my own heart.
my head in disdain,
voices of fever,
i am ice.
i am no longer cold.
i am,
afraid.
diseased blood flow,
sweet and sickening,
seething in the stench,
of my pity,
softly,
silently swimming,
alive, yet putrid,
in my own,
wretched bile.
please,
don't
leave
me,
alone.
drift,
sail,
fly,
go. just go.
who would know
or be of down-cast glances,
in shame?
then?
chiming rhymes,
but, that you would sit beside me,
forever,
my oath, given,
my essence, missing,
my pain, taken.
my light. now dark.
i see nothing, but
voided nightmares,
lost, in a daydream.
shake it away,
and off.
barely bare.
overgrown to new.
has nothing been?
nothing?
no.
nothing.
cradle my torment,
with your tales,
suck at my eyes,
with your mouth,
open the cage of my heart,
Born to change,
all in love's name,
perish a fool, i do.
sourcing,
thy laughter,
from within you.
frozen waterfalls,
with scattered irony,
of gluttonous and choking ignorance.
did you know?
my secret breath,
now, clouding icicle air,
there is no more time,
for change.
i remain, ungood and unused,
unfixed and useless. i will not linger.
now, i let it go.
you will,
just let it go?
take hold,
life,
a vice,
a knife,
unsheathed and seeking,
my sandbox thoughts of hope,
simply, easily,
cutting tender meat, from breasts,
of the slaughter of innocents?
dripping honor,
allegiance, and wishing,
oh, so wishing, different days,
hoping,
it served you,
well.
had i
reached one star,
held one miracle,
skipped just one stone,
across your lake,
would you have loved me then?
two minutes,
fifty-six seconds,
Now I Let it Go,
Now I let it Go,
exchange,
with end stage,
let them stay.
let them stay.
agony admits the friends of
my solitude,
to the last door,
you can't see from here.
peace and serenity live,
tired and beaten,
just outside,
peering and peeking,
through window panes,
ay my deviant sickness.
now, i let it go.
now, i will let it all go.
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This piece was inspired entirely by the song, "Now, I will let it go" - Moby -Animal Rights
Seek to draw no conclusions and assume nothing of My motivation for writing this. These bits of prose simply "come".
A RE POST FROM NOVEMBER 2005
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