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A Smoky Room in Chinatown

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posted on Oct, 19 2010 @ 05:22 PM
T'eros or (The World is a Girl)

I'm in love with this world,
but I cannot decide,
whether to bite or to kiss her.
A bite's quite erotic
subliminal amniotic,
perhaps even neurotic, indeed...

But a kiss is full of passion
and that never goes out of fashion...
Still passion itself ever fades.
Years like a parade,
so count on the strange,
and always arrange a way out!

posted on Oct, 19 2010 @ 05:29 PM
When Words are not Enough

There's no way I can tell you
of all that I have seen.
And even less to imagine
of all that I may mean.

If wispered lies unfold around you,
and eternity seems but an instant...
Could you surmise the distance
between perception and the truth?

Perhaps this world is just a watchstop,
and I an umpire this inning...
Who knows the subtle difference
amid a myriad of meanings...

posted on Oct, 27 2010 @ 06:48 PM
The Other side Of Eather

I've been off on a bender,
so I'm sure to offend her...
A mess, but I always
jump through.

Supernatural intervention...?
That was not my intention,
but I must follow this way...

I once couldn't understand
but now that I can,
I'll always know,
which side to look to...

posted on Oct, 27 2010 @ 06:55 PM
Kitt and Katt

...Agent of the other
or dare I guess...
But, who are you really,
behind the mask?

So I'm using kid gloves,
but you must believe,
that you've got no idea
what I have up my sleeve...

Winners and losers, yeh,
But you're still cheatin'
And that puts a damper
on our initial greeting...

I've seen this game before
but I didn't wanna play,
but if you're lucky...
I might change my mind , today...

posted on Oct, 28 2010 @ 01:49 PM
Cry Woof...!

This world is a lie,
and you think
you're on top.
But I'll keep watchin'
'till you finally stop...

I see you behind,
yet you cannot find me,
you're just demonic,
and waiting to slime me...

Well, I've seen
all I can of
all I can take,
so all that you do
is just a mistake...

Ah, a mistake and you know it,
and that's why you lie...
And you'll probably keep on,
'till you finally die.

posted on Nov, 7 2010 @ 12:25 AM
The Stroll

3am and I'm out,
on the streets that is...
Just trying to see
what is.

A 6 foot Diva with a dingy,
a warf and a troll and a torf...
I am starting to see,
but i still disagree...
And I would take "no'
for a plee.

Yeh, something's not right,
as I cruise thru the nnight,
but I'm heading on,
straight to the light.

"We live in different mental worlds,
but we all interface in the physical one."


posted on Dec, 12 2010 @ 11:03 AM
Now I C...!

Like Emma Peel
she likes to squeel.
Yeah, she's the rotor
of my will...

Determination she perceives
is never what
they believe...

In an instant
it can change;
Love and hate
seem so very strange...

..."Well, I wake up to late, and you are gone...
My,my my, lying lover"...

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posted on Dec, 25 2010 @ 12:05 AM
(I)...Don't do that Anymore...

I'm the wet blanket
in this party,
and I'm just waiting
to arrive...
I survived the influx
and the maze
as I wifted through
the haze;
So amazing in retrospect,
but I'm waiting
to abhor
the tediousness of the journey.
and the bell of the curve...

Instincts like lighting
that's striking
at the gate...
But it's a piddle
in the puddle_____,
But It's still
not too late.
Ambidextrous as a wisper,
and spanning like a cave...

Hope you're ready
for this journey,
and I hope that
youare brave!

posted on Dec, 28 2010 @ 03:52 AM
Miz Meezy

Baskin Robbins
if you please,
she always be
on her knees...

Smells like cheese,
and I belive
to always keep
up your sleeve...

Seeking service,
but I don't
aim to please;

zooming way beyond
the realm of sleeze...

posted on Feb, 21 2011 @ 09:06 PM
Just Like China...

I went there with dreams
and a tale on fire,
but I soon found out
that they were just liars...

And, now everywhere feels
just like China.

Hidden passions
And a pechant for deciet,
and now I just long
for their defeat...
'Cause everywhere really looks
just like China.

A raving beauty,
but a raging liar,
but I have to admit
to a mounting desire...

Still, everywhere looks
just like China.

Ancient intent
and strange instincts,
but in the end
It all just stinks...
'Cause everywhere (really) looks
just like China.

Yes, now it falls into place
as it spews toward the floor,
and I must admit that
I can't take anymore...

As it crumbles and breaks...

Just like China.

posted on Feb, 27 2011 @ 02:06 AM
Blind Stares

Thru this darkness
you think you can see,
but that vision
will not be;
obscured it is
by misery...

And that wisper
you do hear,
so you think
you are a seer;
blame it now
on too much beer...

In your blindness
you think you are right,
'cause you think the darkness
is the light...

But,try as hard
as you might,
you do not have
the second sight.

posted on Mar, 5 2011 @ 05:34 AM
Maturing Beauty

And beauty fades
like a ghost at dawn...
Faintly now,and
then it's gone.

Passion lingers
like a song,
a haunting tune
that lasts so long...

Your memories caress me
'cause I'm so blessed;
better off
than all the rest.

Redeeming means
I've passed the test.
Just so lucky,
I have to guess...

posted on Mar, 5 2011 @ 05:45 AM
Shoulda' , Coulda' ...

It should have been
a one time thing...
But, I sometimes
lustfully indulge.

I should have got
instruction sooner,
and I wonder
why I didn't...

Yet, everything
generally is easy...
So I must have
gotten some instruction
after all...

posted on Mar, 10 2011 @ 10:55 AM
...For Thoes of You who Do not See....

And all around me
I perceive
the constant stink
of misery...
As if what you say
was really,real...
Even you would have to
choke and squeal...

Ejecting thought
so very low,
there's nowhere else
that you can go...
Each dollar made
is just a turd,
and you donot know
you are a nerd...

You surround yourself
with syncophants,
and swat them down
as if they're knats...
But time moves on,
and you can't forget
the Holy truth
as it were writ...

And so you must
again deceive,
because you know
you can't believe...
So in the end
you swallow crud
and all you'vemade
remains a dud...

posted on Mar, 20 2011 @ 03:07 AM
..."Not Much"...

...I am at the mercy
of avarice,
because I will not
take that advice...
I may not be the winner,
by your sight;
in the end
I will always do
what is right.
So, sometimes
I refuse to fight...
But, if the stakes
are high enough,
I just might...

This world is real,but it is not reality

posted on Apr, 3 2011 @ 01:37 AM
My Creation

As I clothe
this form to life,
idea does become
my wife...
Mildly span a yarn
that threads a path
of strife...
Wiltering winter burns,
that calks a hole
with ice..
Returning now in essence,
that renews a wealth
of blessing.
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edit on 3-4-2011 by cosmokatt7 because: grammar mistakes

posted on Apr, 4 2011 @ 05:40 AM
...And They Know Naught (of) What They See...

Faux moral indignation
for what is never true.
How can you be aware
of what it is you do?

Fumble in the jungle,
and bumble as you be...
It becomes so obvious,
that it is you who
cannot see.

Does it really
feel much better
to slander as you slide?
Slipping down an abyss;
And there I guess
you'll hide...

Ignorant words
of pontification,
that always
seem so snide;
Into this dufus
fantasy, you
have learned to hide.

One day you
shall awake,
to find a burning light;
The shining light
of truth,
that will take
away your sight.

posted on Jun, 11 2011 @ 06:49 PM
Dawning Dream...

I grewn up with the dawn,
reading a book
that hasn't been written...
Bitten by an insect
that hasn't been bidden.

Sweet nectare of success,
that surpasses the Wet;
sublime and by far
the best...

God speaks in a wisper,
heard in a dream;
real life or so
it seems...

posted on Jul, 18 2011 @ 03:11 PM
Over My Head (over U)

Well, I get my pleasure
in measured doses.
And, girlie that means you...

So if all the world
be wishy washy,
I still know you are true...

And if Auntie Matter
like onomotopoeia...
then what am I to care...?

But if everybody
watched Aqua hunger;
Now, that would cause a scare.

So if the Red Army
were to listen;
Would their lips glisten
with rage,and moistened lust?

Imagine such an ending,
So mind bending;
I must slumber long...

But I'm not caring,
I'm just airing,
my rumbling, long regrets...

Q. What did the woodchuck say ,when he fell in the river...?

A. I really otter be a beaver.

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posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 09:48 PM
Substandard Edifice...

Social interaction commentary's
absolutely awful;
Endorsing validation,negative'
so let's assent the rude...

A superficial sub-cognition,
the means and memes of schooling;
But all I see is tattletelling,
entirely untrue...

A thought formation
not unlike mud;
It will cling yet wash away...
And so you wonder,
why I do not listen
to the nothingness you spew...

'Cause corrected vision
through the veil's
'most totally unyeilding;
The providence of
all your thoughts,
result in a crumbled building...

Q. How does a southern Englishman describe the weather?

A. Bloody hail...!

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