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<blockquote data-quote="psychonaut13" data-source="post: 136116" data-attributes="member: 7982"><p>here's an example....</p><p></p><p>this is the title piece to the next collection i'm working on to be entitled</p><p><u>b a c k s p a c e</u></p><p></p><p>I've been the duke of delete</p><p>the bastard of backspace for as long</p><p>as i've had pen to paper.</p><p>correcting the crypic admissions</p><p>through a cynical lens of consciousness</p><p>to insure that the intent doesn't betray itself</p><p>somewhere in here with the dotted eyes</p><p>and scrambling equlibriums</p><p></p><p>in everything there is a beginning</p><p>and that beginning calls for an end</p><p>to everything that we start</p><p>that we construct about ourselves</p><p>keeping the castle guarded </p><p>lighting the torches of our past</p><p>a badge to wear under the heart on our sleeves</p><p>the doilie of deeds better left unspoken</p><p>unspoiled by the ego's clutch on our memories.</p><p></p><p>on every page i've filled</p><p>there's fantasies fighting with</p><p>the freedom of information</p><p>sentences dooking it out with</p><p>the determination</p><p>to keep the inner workings of the mind</p><p>under wraps and swimming with the ice</p><p>at the bottom of another bourbon</p><p></p><p>some unspoken pact with my unconscious</p><p>to allow only so much view into</p><p>the dreams and curses that i mutter</p><p>in the moonlit hours of my life</p><p>knowing full well that the knowledge</p><p>of the withheld would be better served</p><p>by it's self, on a platter with all the poetic</p><p>trimmings and training</p><p></p><p>as time has dragged me along</p><p>it's pointed out the obvious</p><p>the oblivious nature of my own creative dweelings</p><p>must be made available to those that wish</p><p>to be unidated by the ungelating fabric</p><p>of my falicies. the flinching</p><p>of flesh as the pen tears it's path</p><p>through my psyche.</p><p></p><p>this is just another love letter</p><p>to the long dead legions of lessons</p><p>and teachers that taught themselves</p><p>out of a job</p><p>out of a window to look through</p><p>in on their aging pupil's perceptional passions</p><p>and make the mark of a passing grade for</p><p>their own abilities.</p><p></p><p>in everyone's life there comes a time</p><p>to say everything they've never said</p><p>this is mine.</p><p></p><p>welcome to b a c k s p a c e</p><p></p><p>**this piece is fresh off the screen, it has not be edited for spelling or anything like that just yet...so please excuse the mess**</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="psychonaut13, post: 136116, member: 7982"] here's an example.... this is the title piece to the next collection i'm working on to be entitled [u]b a c k s p a c e[/u] I've been the duke of delete the bastard of backspace for as long as i've had pen to paper. correcting the crypic admissions through a cynical lens of consciousness to insure that the intent doesn't betray itself somewhere in here with the dotted eyes and scrambling equlibriums in everything there is a beginning and that beginning calls for an end to everything that we start that we construct about ourselves keeping the castle guarded lighting the torches of our past a badge to wear under the heart on our sleeves the doilie of deeds better left unspoken unspoiled by the ego's clutch on our memories. on every page i've filled there's fantasies fighting with the freedom of information sentences dooking it out with the determination to keep the inner workings of the mind under wraps and swimming with the ice at the bottom of another bourbon some unspoken pact with my unconscious to allow only so much view into the dreams and curses that i mutter in the moonlit hours of my life knowing full well that the knowledge of the withheld would be better served by it's self, on a platter with all the poetic trimmings and training as time has dragged me along it's pointed out the obvious the oblivious nature of my own creative dweelings must be made available to those that wish to be unidated by the ungelating fabric of my falicies. the flinching of flesh as the pen tears it's path through my psyche. this is just another love letter to the long dead legions of lessons and teachers that taught themselves out of a job out of a window to look through in on their aging pupil's perceptional passions and make the mark of a passing grade for their own abilities. in everyone's life there comes a time to say everything they've never said this is mine. welcome to b a c k s p a c e **this piece is fresh off the screen, it has not be edited for spelling or anything like that just yet...so please excuse the mess** [/QUOTE]
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