Log in

No account? Create an account

t3knomanser's Fustian Deposits

A poem...

How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy

run the fuck away

Mad science gone horribly, horribly wrong(or right).

A poem...

Previous Entry Share Next Entry
run the fuck away
I've decided to experiment with blunt, brutal imagrey in poetry. I wrote this on Wedensday night, and it's really raw- needs revision. The two of them are delightfully... uncomfortable though.

Fabric twisted patterns,
Glowing in the night,
Watch the star fall,
Watch her burn,
I started by lighting her dress,
and a moment later,
A drunken mummer,
Danced for the patrons,
Her song a ragged shriek,
Her makeup blackface and blisters,
And above her glowed a halo,
Singed in smoke and tears,
And how she danced,
And how she died,
Mourning her grace I turned away from the bar,
The patrons cakled at the display,
Life purifed by fire,
Fire purifed by death.

The End
It was midnight when I blew my fucking head off,
I was tired of aching,
And in just such a bad mood,
I thundered in my apartment,
Like a lion in a tea kettle,
So it came to be,
That I gave the first,
And the last,
Blowjob of my life,
To a 12 guage,
And I painted the town red,
With little yellow grey splatters mixed in.
  • Nick Cave doing Halelujah? Hmm... I must hear this to ascertian it's truth, and then if true I must posses it!
    : )
    • Different halleluja than the one in shrek.
      • Re:

        I have several versions of this song, the original by Lenorad Cohen, a cover by Jeff Buckley, a cover by Rufus Wainright (Commonly confused as the version on the Shrek soundtrack), which is the best of all the versions I am familliar with, which is by the master John Cale. I have an absolute fondness for Nick Cave... (Also a master in my eyes) and so finding a version by him would be a wonderful thing. : )
        So, make with the proof? Please?
        • No, it's a completely different song. Catch me online sometime and I'll send it to you via IM.
Powered by LiveJournal.com