such a depressing movieThat's what I got from that movie. Sylvia Plath...phenomenal poet, possessed person.
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Silver SylviaThe day grew silent after the clock struck. Sitting patiently staring out of windows, Watching a woman taping up doors-- The children were rushed from the house. A man, staring blankly, leaned downSilver Sylvia
And kissed his wife's forehead
As she rotted on yellowish sheets.
The ocean swallowed her,
The planks remained in their place,
And finally, she reached her home.
by ~suicyanide
The Second Coming: A TributeBe frightened by my choice; You shall now hear my voice. All the heavens shall rejoice-- My lord, he comes tonight.The Second Coming: A Tribute
Being one of a sacred piece Gives my soul such sweet release. All the world will cease to decease-- My lord, he comes tonight.
No tone, no test, no trophy-- The meek have total sovereignty, So free to love and free to be... My lord, we sing tonight!
by ~suicyanide
The Second Coming: A TestOrder and skepticism,The Second Coming: A Test
Reality and formality-- That's what this world's made of. Blinding lights are comprised of photons,
Energies set this world in motion. I don't believe in homo sapiens Curing cancer, crossing oceans,
Forming worlds in their hands without some Tool of science. "To know" is divine, And no man can make another blind, unless-- Unless that man volunteers for it.
You defy theory, you defy proper laws, and you Defy everything you define life to be. Your empire is empirically baseless. So come down from your carbonated illusion,
Your co
by ~suicyanide
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Salsa For BeginnersCaucasian males wish for Latin blood, exotic rhythm and Fred Astaire feet,Salsa For Beginners
all gladly exchanged for rigid hips,
clenched knees and fettered motion.
Patient partners persevere,
fluid hips pouring perfectly in time
with a barely heard oral tempo
muffled by the heavy tread of men.
Swaying females feel the romance
their seamless motion courts tutor awe,
whereas manliness stifles sensuality
mouthing the count, watching the steps.
by ~flamemc
Her Body's AlrightMacabre sobriety, a veiled perspective; Surrendered propriety in a retro collective- A bucket of worms through a window to watch With a battered recluse and a kick in the crotch. Familar surroundings as we trawl through the slime Of a rhythmic taboo, a "victimless crime"- The glamour and grace long since forgotten; Please call the waiter, 'cause this soul is rotten; I still don't cry;Her Body's Alright
My eyes remain dry; But pumpkin my conscience is sodden.
by ~chendogu
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- Interests: reading, writing, sleeping, watching TV, websurfing, appreciating life
- Favourite movie: Shrek
- Favourite band or musician: Too many to count.
- Favourite genre of music: Same as favorite band.
- Favourite artist: Magritte, Dali, Monet...and so many others.
- Favourite poet or writer: John Donne
- Favourite photographer: Mapplethorpe.
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