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[inhale]

*hold that breath*

now....SCREAM!



A GROUP OF CROWS IS CALLED A
"Murder"



""SKULL DUGGERY!!!""

Death waits patiently
to pick the brains
of all mortal remains
left behind after
our souls exit
the cathedral
of our craniums.

Only deep black portals,
portray the emptiness,
that dying leaves,
in the shell of what was,
washed up on the
shores of eternity.

I have held
several skulls
in my lifetime,
misfortune's debris,
cleaned and sterile,
gazing into the vacancy
that I one day will
glaze out of.

Pondering who they were,
and what caused them to be,
a knick-knack of bone,
lying snug in my palms.

But no answers emerged
from the hinged jaws
fallen silent,
and now they gather dust,
till they become dust,
on some distant shelf,
in an evidence room
that proves nothing.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Artis
http://allpoetry.com/artis






AP family
~~~~~~~~
Father - Artis - http://allpoetry.com/artis
[ My biological father would rather see me dead ... along with my sisters and brother ... those were his words ... ]

Sister - Deep Crimson I Cry - http://allpoetry.com/Deep%20Crimson%20I%20Cry
[ I love this girl, and I miss talking sweetie ! ]



I live for art and music. What would life be without it? I wonder how people can pull through their lives working at a desk and filing papers. Do they know what they are working towards, or what good it is doing? Who do we step on as we step up in the world? These questions echo in my mind more and more as I grow older. The only way to quiet them or begin to fathom them is through alternate expressions or thoughts and ideas. I choose to turn away from the concerns of the human world. We live in a stewing broth of people and opinions. You can let it suck you in, become part of the turmoil. Lock yourself into your own routine and consider only what matters to you. However, if you learn anything from me, learn this: There is a window to a place beyond the turmoil of daily life and routines. You cannot live without looking out beyond the window. This window I refer to is art. Live it. Breathe it.




:::QUOTES:::

[[[The passion that pours from your lips
is the wine that makes all lovers giddy,
and in the abstinence of such heady concoctions,
we become sober in our loneliness.]]]
- Artis -

[[[Who can lose it and forget it,
Who can have it and regret it]]]
- Shakespeare -

[[[America, we will go down in history -
as the nation with no room for its King -
[america...another silent night] ]]]
- Casting Crowns -

[[[You shoot the moon,
Put out the sun,
When you love someone]]]
- Brian Adams -

[[[Never More...quote the Raven,
Never More]]]
- Edgar Allen Poe -

[[[Hate me if you want to
but Love me if you can]]]
- Toby Keith -


[Failure means death,
How long can you hold
Your breath?]
- Chris Angel -


[[[If you listen to your heart
and nothing more,
You cannot possibly go wrong]]]
- Me -

[[[Society's idea
is only as original
as the writer who thinks it.]]]
- Me -

[[[“I think we dream so we
don't have to be apart so long.
If we're in each other's dreams,
we can be together all the time."]]]
- My sister -