art, sex, and blood [beta]

casual force
locked inside a rhythm
pressure throttled
the scent of art, sex, and blood
weight in the air
calms’ throat has been slit open
god’s just a rumor
nothing is saving anyone

awareness is betrayal
when everything you’ve learned for years
has just pushed you closer to some things
and further away from others
all of which are mortal

sightless and crazed
abandoned by nothing
skin of virus
the sense of eyes, thought and form
it slits away
the layers of dark between us
cold whispered thoughts
drown out the monotone urge

• On Wednesday, February 27, 2008, RubyXero (525) wrote:
  
  wow. this was just amazing.
  
  
• On Wednesday, February 27, 2008, past tense (12) wrote:
  
  god is in the rumors. and we're all in the superficial feel of life. this had power.
  
  
• On Tuesday, February 26, 2008, LadyMalice (21) wrote:
  
  This poem has a lot of strength in the writing. Very nice. =)
  
  
• On Tuesday, February 26, 2008, denver nitze (410) wrote:
  
  i don't know if its circe avalon's comment or your poem, but i want pie too now. yummy write.
  
  
• On Tuesday, February 26, 2008, Niemand (549) wrote:
  
  Bad ass indeed.
  
  
• On Tuesday, February 26, 2008, Bella Butchery (947) wrote:
  
  bad ass. i wish i could be so descriptive and pungent. well well done
  
  
• On Tuesday, February 26, 2008, zanewill (101) wrote:
  
  great wryte...i would have liked it to be longer. ur deapth is much deeper...these things are uncovered in their own time!!! wryte-on>>>>
  
  
• On Tuesday, February 26, 2008, Circe Avalon (146) wrote:
  
  very sensual. Made me want pie. weird. Anyway, very good and the darkness is thorough.great write.