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Hemetic Ode

hemetic fingers drip warm
across broken fences of despair
hiding amidst constant endeavors
wrought with battles
   debris
         constructing faint worn
                                         crucifixes against
the bleak horizon
frozen in contemplation
            death visions
                              meander carelessly
behind the mind's eye
blinking
blurred sanguinous tears
slide
across shredded tombstone visage
escaping
          once more
into the coming fuschia splattered
dawn
thunder slices thru
tangled hair
                matted & knotted
with worries of
                     2-
                       morrow

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On Saturday February 23rd, 2008, Mab (1021) writes:

I taste war.

On Saturday February 23rd, 2008, Ainsof (1822) writes:

this struck me as a very maze-like web of imagery that seeks to disrupt standard syntax, perhaps seeking to move beyond the logic of language to discover a communication of pure pictorial means. Perhaps this may be a way of understanding that resists typical modes of expression; perhaps it is more primordial than language... I didn't recognize "hemetic" I know of a "hemic" which comes from the GK for blood. I get a sense of Armageddon or apocalypse or revelations or some other world threatening crisis, biblical I think... this made me think, fondly, of Spill the Blood by Slayer, thanks.

On Saturday February 23rd, 2008, Rebell tiGer King (641) writes:

it does spark alittle paranoia, an excellent vocabulary and thetitle indeed captured me, write on -symph-

On Saturday February 23rd, 2008, Alanarchy (1600) writes:

Sometimes, mostly when I haven't slept well, I get this nagging feeling like the house is going to explode from some imagined gas leak, so much that I almost expect it to happen. That's what this reminds me of. what a way to string together, words. Write on.

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