WHAT NEXT?

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  • sosmooth51
  • is walking on a bed of nails... behind fire..infront of me death..stay? or leap away?

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its whats happening now..... i wonder.........[whats next???]

WHAT NEXT?

What Next?


              
     Eating the mind of Satan, tasting the secrets of the Universe. Urinating on the truth and breastfeeding lies.

Cutting open the mind of Life, savoring the blood of reality. Blind to see my owns eyes. Keeping our

intelligence in the womb of Fate, Causing me to be late for my date with Destiny. Driving in the passenger

Seat of Confusion, crashing into Misery. Filming the lives of the Dead, an eclipse of life and death. Having

Purgatory swimming in the souls of humanity, fishing for lost memories, buried in a treasure chest, enclosed

in a bank not enough to buy a single breath. Yet stealing the air from the lungs of the Future. Giving

Happiness an unexpected burial, ironicly on its first birthday. Killing the idea of Now, staring into the

reflection of Time itself. Watching the child of creation expedite itself into extinction. 



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SweetSatin commented on WHAT NEXT?

09-26-2009

Your right I do notice we are vibing on the same idea. Great piece!

sosmooth51

09/26/2009

very few ppl can sense what there 'seeing' ..glad somebody does [you] if only we can find a few more... but thank u for the comment please feel free 2 read my other poems...they're really good

PurpleSkykt commented on WHAT NEXT?

09-25-2009

U know what I think? Those with the knowledge, also speaking of myself, of all this..why not make everyone else see it? You know, see there obsession and how its killing us slowly. Don't get me wrong I love the poem but, u know, like seriously I can't help but wonder. For me, sad to say, I accepted the facts and kept it moving. That was wrong of me

sosmooth51

09/25/2009

what it is is.... people have 2 see this for them selves... i can lend them my ear... and even my eyes... but my sight is for sight is 4 me to keep [share, but u can't share what isn't wanted]

1990lh commented on WHAT NEXT?

09-20-2009

wow very deep i understand it i agree with it would sya more but im down right now so...

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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WHAT NEXT? 4
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I 0
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