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Self Relevant Secrets to Life ..Love, Learn, Experience

To love with a passion
  driven
like a flaming quicksilver train
on a crash course for
debaucherous tunnels.

To learn with a voracious appetite
devouring knowledge and culture
like a wound up word wombat
not a neanderthal
shitting on the library carpet.

To EXPERIENCE it ALL
every nuance,
deviance,
and Quaalude interlude
like a spiral dance around the kaleidoscope of life

To die with as much grace as lived
NONE
to go down in a hail of obscene bullets
whilst skydiving nude on mushrooms
at midnight under a full moon
into the Dead Sea
and intentionally enjoy the free fall
all
of it.

hope I'm reincarnated as a golden doodlebug in a surreal garden planted by Buddhists and nymphomaniacs

Author notes

uhhhh dont ask, that one got high-jacked.

A contest entry

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Comments

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  • Olivias Violin
    November 19, 2008
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    I like your zest for living


  • Disturbed Prodigy
    November 17, 2008

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    i don't think i wanna know who hijacked it, but it is an interesting poem, keep it flowing and good luck in the contest


  • DreamWanderer
    November 17, 2008

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    Now we're talking. My first impression was, perhaps, and you can't blame me for this, the visual artist. How wonderful to be wrong. "..a flaming quicksilver train.." so nicely done. "Quaalude interlude" masterful, "hail of obscene bullets" brought me into Columbine... keep showing what you got!


  • kiwigirljacks gold member
    November 17, 2008

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    LOL.. now that would be an interesting reincarnation! This is your usual cool craziness


  • ears2hearyou gold member
    November 16, 2008

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    hmmmmmmmmmmm.....
    must be one of those tormented "catholics"
    giggle..hahahahahaha!
    well...we all have our own heaven,
    and you certainly are allowed yours!
    you have a lot of spoken word poetry in you,
    have you discovered spoken word poetry,
    it is vivid and bold such as this,
    only the truly talented are able to scratch
    it's surface...you'd be a feast of spoken word
    poetry to enjoy!

    ears/Seattle
    great poem!


    • lunarlunacy
      December 6, 2008
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      thanks ears, I have attempted with moderate success, but my stage confidence needs work so that it can be done without the assistance fo Jack or rum.

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