Two mice I saw'd one drowned in butter,
The dogs have come today.
Haunted nights for halycon days: Can't sleep to the scraping of his voice.
When a day comes along, I can feed it and make it go away.
When in doubt you must repeat this elemental post-script refrain.
The stars that hang above you are my light,
Lost, here is nowhere searching home still.
Cannibal!
I've no fight left my calloused benefactor
You unconscionable shit-titan!!
Ceas rău… rău ceas…În miăz de noapte.
In a tiny little cave a dog is sleeping on his back.
The ocean floor is hidden from your viewing lens,
"Rasch, beeilt Euch, steigt hinab, ich hört' ihn atmen dort im Grab!"
(My mind can't shake one sound, it lodged and grew...)
So see how long I can last; you can pretend I don't exist for you.
Hey, you're right get your petals out and lay them in the aisle.
If ignorance is bliss eradicate the knowledge of my history
Can you feel as...a body?
Can you feel as...a life?
Can you feel as...in the blood?
I shall return no more, the sea covers me.
They, the people done like your dinner.
These eyes, do you hide behind these cold blue eyes?
Author notes
p r o g a n d o t h e r
1. Inverted Mirrors of Decay - Leandra
2. Double Barrel Prayer - Diamanda Galas
3. Beneath the Mire - Opeth.
4. Wounds - InMe
5. Puppet Show - Sleepytime Gorilla Museum.
6. The Stars that hang above you - Jesu
7. Dirge for November - Opeth (I didn't want to listen to the same band more than once but my shuffle clearly doesn't like me)
8. Hyperventilation system - Daughters
9. Ceas rău - Negura Bunget.
10. Sleep and Dream - Battle of Mice.
11. Cygnus...Vismund Cygnus - The Mars Volta.
12. The Dog Burial - Sopor Aeternus
13. White Walls - Genghis Tron
14. Feel so low - Porcupine Tree
15. Limousine - Brand New
16. Shame Shame - From First to Last
17. Rocking Chairs and Shotguns - Mouth of the Architect
18. Mary Waits in Silence - Current 93
19. How to become a virgin - The Locust
20. Omnio - In the woods...
Well that let me procrastinate for a good three hours. Huzzah!!
A contest entry
- another ipod shuffle contest... by just weak hands.
650 points, ended November 17, 30 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
...some things aren't meant to make sense...this should make sense but in the sense that it shouldn't make sense without the ideology of nonsenical sense...
Comments
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oh wow, I like it
ahaha the profundity is great, even when the lines go from talking about mice drowning in butter to German 
great job, and sorry it took so long to comment ! :]
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