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The tourist. Not a repost, :) new poem. |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland 
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My muse has gone on strike lately taking any seed of inspiration with it. Recently a new muse has entered my life she has inspired me taking me on a journey into the great unknown, a garden of equal beauty and darkness. PLease do not take this poem in the literal sense, what lies between the lines in as important. To Clara, for the inspiration and for taking me into the unknown. ====================================== I can not breathe for you my love, your only request is left unfulfilled. Hang me from your corners a pathetic beauty; your struck skin pendulum. Lay on my belly a bed of glass to kiss your face and weep upon your mask. Could this be the devotion I have always desired? My body bleeds red ribbons of desire, cleanse my filth in vinegar. I am shook of your accord, to the sweat slapped from my face, one second you hold me tenderly, with that motherly embrace only to retort with the fatherly response. Feel nothing under the strain of ecstasy seeping in vibration, raw hides on hard heeled driven through, linked and bound, I am a statue, purpled blacked and crimson, a flesh tone tainted with your fist. fainting under your duress, each gloved touch heightens euphoria in stagnant flesh. Your musk of damp second skin assaults my mouth as fingers choke my throat. Wild floral perfume soaks on skin forced to the bone. You are the dance of polished skin in dark, an icy enforced cardinal death, I am the tourist, human in denial, of all the beauty you present. Gagged I can not utter grace for you. What words would I scream under sweet surrender Now that we have suppressed all pain into pleasure? It connects hard with my stomach, Lured over, it erupts from my ribs rippling through my chest, pounding at first then gently caressing, shaking me to my knees. I allow my swollen flesh to smile, for isn't love an exquisite thing. ============================= " You're obliged to pretend and respect people and institutions you think absurd. You live attached in a cowardly fashion to moral and social conventions you despise, condemn and know lack all foundation. It is that permanent contradiction between your ideas and desires and all the dead formalities and vain pretences of your civilisation that make you sad, troubled and unbalanced. In that intolerable conflict you lose all joy if life and all felling of personality, because at every moment they suppress and restrain and check the free play of your powers. That's the poisoned and mortal wound of the civilised world." "Think how the torture must be multiplied in his flesh and soul with the splendour that surrounds him! And how his agony must be more atrocious, more desperately atrocious, dearest heart" Octave Mirbeau - The Torture Garden "I concede relationships have left me weak Won't be here so I don't care Look for something worthy to replace my guilt" Mansun legacy [This message has been edited by brian madden (edited 08-28-2000).] |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
So many things are going at once that I do not know which is my favorite. This is a great, deep write. Thank you sharing.  Ronil (What I say I live by and what I live by is what I create). |
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MiseryDivine Member
since 2000-06-13
Posts 114Chicago! en america...oh lala! i wish i lived in England.....(sigh) |
words words words and more words! this is so amazing! its so descriptive.....i love it! great! simply great All i want in life is to be happy It seems to me How messed up things can be Everytime i get ahead I fell more dead ~KoRn~~ |
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poutprincess Senior Member
since 2000-07-06
Posts 735Perth, Western Australia, Australia |
"feel nothing under the strain of ecstasy seeping in vibration" "your musk of damp second skin assualts my mouth as fingers choke my throat" i could go on like this all day...you know this is good...oh wait one more to quote... "I allow my swollen flesh to smile, for isnt love and exquisite thing" ...patiently awaiting more! ~Dawn whatcha doing in this darkness baby when you know love will set you free? will you stay in the sea forever Drowning there for all eternity? ~Live |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Xeonox, thank you for your wonderful reply. MiseryDivine, thank you for your generous reponse. Dawn, thank you kindly. "I'm sure you think I'm spiteful because I enjoy things that make you go pale and tremble. You believe me spiteful and heartless, don't you?" The Torture Garden by Octave Mirbeau. < !signature--> "I concede relationships have left me weak Won't be here so I don't care Look for something worthy to replace my guilt" Mansun legacy [This message has been edited by brian madden (edited 08-29-2000).] |
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