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Joe Houck
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0 posted 2003-10-02 01:06 AM



Big Bang


Ok, this is the dawning of the book of bitter aspects
Where melancholy notions will never breathe its last breath
Poison functions accompanied by twelve feeble minded
Black horse disciples now with frigid hands
Tucking the portion of my severed vision
Faith
The gathering of loose ends in a bucket
With a shoestring budget
Every man’s got a field to plow
I know this now
But, man I really can't afford the oxen, feed, field excetera
I smell the warm blood of the bill collector knocking
I keep dry with these stilts supporting my sturdy liquid backbone
To stop getting swept in the pressure cooker trying to paddle back home

Now I'll attend the wedding of the open sore while festering
And when the groom presents the ring
The bride commence to blistering
This spiritual textbook magnificently prude
Prototype of perfect king berserk moderator
Serves the vertical thirst up to heaven
I burst horizontal

Red and yellow, brown and white
We are treasures?
Loose cannons span the stars and we are oblivious
Just as eve’s fruit dipped in truth famine pressure
Cabin fever meter needle tipping ludicrous
While beautiful cartoon people swallow
Buddha futility with a teaspoon full of sugar

I rock ready aim fire, while you rock ready fire aim
Then blame the weapon missing target when the prey escapes the brain
Merit badge marksman, a poacher, it's all the same
So I lay across the world perpendicular to the grain
Like the gun, like the world, it’s from a big bang

I'm just a survivor of the whooly mammoth population
Bottle neck effect, sort of a born death
Number in hand waiting in line for extinction
I am floating this homing pigeon out hells kitchen window
Left an SOS infested bottle nested in his crib so
When my spirit leaves, a prayer circle release party will play a tainted cello

Fertile holy circle now curdle crescent via bad investment
Despised every second, but I guess I learned my lesson
Fool me once but never twice, fool me young with fake advice
Oh if I made an angel in the snow for every rotted victim
There'd be wings to float this mothership up out of the goblin system

Creed contaminating panoramic planet
In conjunction with phantom assumption
Shrouded by a fog of needing to feel significant
Can’t find the path of righteousness
Well, I promise you I will man the lighthouse
Just to help guide in your ship
If you promise to help pull this hook out of my lip
It’s only fair since you ensnared me you should set me free

Ok, I'm here to rock the tugboat and bid the followers farewell
I shook the buddy system wisdom of how these men of cloth dwell
I’ll sell a barrel of spirit to phony dimwit syndicate jackals
From the mouth they begin to foam
I'm a broken arrow to the very bone, through broken poem

I don't really believe in God
But God, I'm scared to death of God!
I swear to God, I never meant to spill the beans
Nor tear the Bible, but
I hike a lifetime unimpressed
And slept on the saber’s edge
Enough times to splice anti-Christ's favorite pledge

I want to know myself
Standing alone
I felt a solo sheep amidst the wolves
And still my shepherd can't administer the proper push and pulls

I pushed my soul to man overboard
Pull the bulls onto my sword
And cast my logic onto those willing to eye behind the door
I have an angel on my left shoulder,
A devil on the polar
I have a mind frigid, a mind solar, slide over
Religions design to unplug the appetite for mortality
By stitching togetherness schemes beautifully

I peel back hearts and lodge Greek physics in the chambers
cauterize the veins of myth and transplant with apt reason
I Sympathize with blissful minds that never stopped to ponder
This present life is final, there is no place that’s fonder
So make your time worth while and have no fear of fable hell
For religion is a mental virus, blistering in earth’s wishing well

Big bang!

"The worst vice is advice" (Al Pacino, devil's advocate)

© Copyright 2003 Joe B. Houck - All Rights Reserved
River
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since 2003-09-16
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1 posted 2003-10-02 08:37 PM


wow, the rhyming and vocabulary in this is...genius. i wish i could say that i agreed with the subject matter,(i don't) but you are entitled to your opinions and choosing your own ways, so i will not argue with you on this. =) but, i mean...otherwise...this sounds almost like a rap thing...gr8 job on that!

                           River

A river of change is rushing over me, through me. Forfeit to the waters, forget the past, live in the present.

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2 posted 2003-10-03 02:41 AM


Amazing...
Wind
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3 posted 2003-10-03 03:58 PM


I am an atheist...not that I believe in the big bang but I follow my head. I think it was very true and honest of you to post this and I also think that it is beautiful.

And the angel said unto me, "These are the cries of the carrots, the cries of the carrots!"
-Tool

coyote
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4 posted 2003-10-03 07:59 PM


Very avante garde piece, Joe.
The bang echoes......

coyote 8)

"Who knows if to live is to be dead, and to be dead, to live? And we really, it may be, are dead; in fact I once heard sages say that we are now dead,

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