Space and string...faceless masses

How to Join	Member's Area	Private Library	Search	Sanctuary		Login
Main Forums	Discussion	Tech Talk	Mature Content	Archives	A home without a wall, Our haven without ends, A circle we all call Our Family of Friends!

Dark Poetry #4

Space and string...faceless masses

Mad_Hatter
Member

since 2003-06-29

Posts 393
Canada

0 posted 2003-11-02 04:10 PM

I won’t promise you glamour
And I can’t promise you fame
I can only bring you here
To this hollowed out space
This space where nothing is
This space where nothing was
This is your method
I can only be your madness
You can come here to cry
Or you can come here to die
It doesn’t matter who
It doesn’t matter how
Nor when, where, or why
This is just a place
A place that I go sometimes
It never held a secret
And it never concealed my lie

A pose is a face, of angel hell
This dig holds no water
It’s just a damp, empty well
And like we’ve all said before
You can come here to frown
Yet should the faceless starve
You can come here to drown

Of space and string
Of massacre and face-value
Of love and beauty
Of longing and desire
Of glamour and OD’ing
Of things you’ll never need
Of things I’ll never be

littlewing
Member Rara Avis

since 2003-03-02

Posts 9655
New York

1 posted 2003-11-03 10:09 PM

Ryan,

felt like I just read a level of Dante's Inferno there . . .

awesome write
xxoo

[This message has been edited by littlewing (11-03-2003 10:11 PM).]

ljossberir
Member

since 2003-05-04

Posts 81
Ny, USA

2 posted 2003-11-04 04:07 PM

agree with the "Inferno" comment. Sounds like describing an awful torture land, empty and void of everything, time, space & emotion. nice..

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

3 posted 2003-11-08 12:58 PM

I can relate

	⇧ top of page ⇧
All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format.