when darkness dies

who knows what comes next
when the knife is still vibrating
in the back of darkness
is there an end to this mess

if there is an end to pain
an end to this incessant hunger
if there is an answer to this anger
please shove a spike in my brain

I've tried to rip out poems
from pages of newspapers
but it's only death and misery
wrapped in morbid sensations

the sickness, does it have an end?
will I ever smile or just pretend?
will I ever see the sky again?
in the desert of my head, will it ever rain?

no flowers grow here, sir
it's only arid land as far as the eye can see
and beyond the dunes, there is ice
brutal and no even twice as nice

--
It looks disjointed. It looks like blocks of text. But it makes sense if you read it without prejudice.

behemoth

there is an island at the sea
floating, almost silently
except for a microscopic change
of sub-aquatic breathing

the city floats upside down
a smile turned into a frown
it drips with smoke of eons past
the buildings they were made to last

now fish and vines and octopi
have made their home in tombs of men
a city of souls, and skulls and bones
of brick, mortar, lonely stones

above surface, a boat does reach
men stumble on hallowed dry land
they dig their spades into the beach
as captain stands and gives a speech

for treasure, glory and rewards
we'll rip this island's sand apart
so dig your spades, lads, in these sands
and dig till you bleed from your hands

a portal opens in the sand
something the men don't understand
they fall and crawl down to their knees
forgive forgive, forgive us please

a skull floats up from that black hole
its grin a leaky, dreary pall
av-e satanas it whispers to them all
as sand crawls up under their skin

they cry and bleed and beg for death
till they're coughing sand with every breath
it grates and burns and stings their skin
sand turns their blood to mud within

the city now has a few more thralls
it sups their life in drowned halls
the sea strips the skin from bones
in the tombs of men, once more alone

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I had a vision of an upside-down, satanic city, floating at some unknown point in the sea and killing sailors that reach there looking for booty.

the distance

the mouth of death is wide
filled with hopelessness and decay
teeth sharp like levithan wings
a razor tongue ready to sing

stuck between heaven and hell
the limbo lounge is pretty swell
make new friends and enemies too
they're all stuck here just like you

chase the nightmares out of here
no time for love, no time for fear
speed forth, gush like life's fountain
give no fucks for joy or pain

silent, still the maw of death
filled with despair and stinking breath
the distance between the rows of teeth
there you live, don't forget to breathe

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I'm Bored

Bored of life
Bored of death
The violence only tickles
Sex is a myth

Bored of pain
Bored of pleasure
Bored of internet
Bored of prono treasure

Bored of the word fuck
Bored of my stupid luck
Bored of writing poems
Bored of getting comments

Bored of checking my mail
Bored of trying to fail
Bored of failing to fail
Bored of silly tales

Bored of vodka
Bored of whiskey
Bored of getting high
Bored of trying to die

Bored of all my friends
Bored of The Ends
Bored of the lonely nights
Bored of days so bright

Bored of typing like mad
Bored of being glad
Bored of being fucked up
Bored of being correct

Bored of being an inspiration
Bored of being looked up to
Bored of being some kind of fucked up role model
Bored of saying What the fuck to so many things

I'm bored. So bored.
And I wish I could bore you
With my poetry
Like you bore me.

One Minute's Tale

The ghost of Melissa is sitting on a wall
Her pet dog Dead is chasing rats in the hall
The red eye of a ghost is lit in her hand
The smoke of her soul is drifting in the red sand

Who is Melissa and why is she here?
How did she die and what is her fear?
Her face is a blur, even Dead is not clear
What is this shadow in the woods coming near?!

A man with a box walks to land of the dead
His eyes fixed on his goal, a cap on his head
His steed now stands idling and he walks alone
Lonely in shadows, shouldn't he be gone?

Melissa spots the man and she waves to him
Her body grows clearer and her clothes grow thin
She stands in the shadow of the big dark tree
She says, "You are late by one minute, now this pizza is free for me."

He He
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Ah, hum da de da da da...how you doin?


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If I Could

So cold
Their words
That dig
In my head

Razored Eyes
Stygian feelings
Slice my love
In Lines of white dread

Loud Screams
That Shatter
Images of you
I kept for so long

Fucked People
Speak your name
I'd be ripping tongues
If I could.
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Love, I feel so much in Love. Lord...fuck me.

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Monkey Messiah

He stands on a tree, in the land of the free
His words make sense to a chosen few
Monkey messiah will bring you salvation
Only the monkey can save you

He whips off the flies with his barbwire tail
His tongue sprouts poison like a big blue whale
His temple is the tree and the monkeys listen
Their hearts fill with anger, no more human ass kissin

Monkey messiah has revolution in his eyes
He feasts on bananas and eats up the flies
His words are in the wind and they are up in the skies
He builds a primate army to take on the human filth

A man in a tank sees the monkey messiah
First he reloads then he says AH!
He's got an idea much to funky
It might be a messiah, but afterall its a monkey.

-=-=-=-=-=
Tank man returns again and foils the evil plansd of monkeys to take over this shitty planet!

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Nightmares in Chocolate

Chocolate bunnies with big red eyes
White chocolate vultures in the skies
Gems spill from the torn animal life
Dark chocolate dreams chop like a knife

A melting choco demon chews off my wings
The dark chocolate is spread on all my things
My feet stick in the goo and I lose my grip
I fall in the blackish mush, I curse as I slip

A quicksand of chocolate swallows me whole
I splash in the brown goo, in choco rocks I roll
It chokes my throat, it doesn't taste sweet
It bubbles on my skin, scalding me with heat

Chocolate covers my eyes I can no longer see
It drips in my lungs i can no longer breathe
It cover my body like a second brown skin
A statue in chocolate, who will eat me?

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Ummmm tasty!

Smoke The Sun

She smoked the sun after dinner
The eternal cigarette kept getting thinner
I could not care much about the sun
Breathing her smoke vomit was much more fun

She stared at me from a veil of smoke
I smiled and said something but then I choked
She giggled like a bunny at my painful expense
Took her a while to realise it was no pretense

I fell to the floor writhing like a fish
She dabbed her cigarette in a petri dish
She slammed one heeled foot in my spine
I coughed out the dinner which was not so fine

I felt ok as she smiled and picked me up
She lit the Earth cigarette this time I couldn't give a fuck
Life burned out of me and I was again on the floor
She smiled, smoked the earth and walked out of the door

Been A Long Time

Ice Cream screams for more and more
The axe is stuck in the back of the door
There is blood drying silently on the floor
And a long time since I last saw her

Headphones whisper satanic verses
The snow on the TV has an evil color
The air stinks like four months old socks
Been a long time since I saw her

Radio silence has ghosts of dead RJs talking
Animated, they sing songs of dead rock stars
Screaming into the night a banshees dances
Been a long time since I saw her

The shotgun plants a French kiss on my mouth
Embracing me like the Anaconda in my dream
One rib breaks, punctures heart, I pull the trigger
Gonna be a long long time till I'll get to see her

-=-=-=
Are you ready?

Questions and Answers

An ant crawled up on the keyboard
Trying to press a button or two
I pressed 'W' and killed the ant (accidentally)
All in name of mailing you.

This set me musing on the meaning of life
A four letter word which rhymes with wife
Some people live and some people die
While others just watch them, laugh and lie

But that doesn't answer my question at all
That's the whole trick said a voice in my head
Ah, I see, No, I hear and understand
What people don't know even when they are dead

The answer is that there is no answer
Because you have to learn the questions first
When life is the biggest question, so clever
Can there be an answer to forever?

Jungle Fun

The big weasel said yes
The little bird said no
The bear picked his bag
And said goodbye to the crow

A light shone upon the jungle
The tiger chewed on grass
A deer hunted down a zebra
A crocodile let a rabbit pass

A hunter stood all bewildered
Another hunter dropped his gun
One mumbled and walked away
One heard it said that it was no fun

A drop of violence wandered aimlessly
In the jungle where peace had descended
Tigers and monkeys roamed in harmony
The eternal feud had ended


The came man, armed with bigger guns, they all had a lot of fun.

My Own Dream

Something went bump in the night
I woke up taken by a fright
My room filtered in a blue moonlight
Another dream had taken flight.

I feel the hunger in my stomach
I feel the thirst for blood in my soul
I feel the madness crawling at the back of my neck
I feel the night dissolving in one tiny speck

I am awake and bathed in sweat yet
I see her sitting close by me
She oblivious to my presence
Does she know that I can see...her

I ask her things and she whispers replies
Every time she speaks a little of me dies
The I ask her to lull me back to sleep
And give me a dream that is mine to keep.

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Corresponding story "I, Night" on A Story A Day

Somewhere Fear

A raging fury builds slowly
Volcanos seethe inside me head
I crawl into the darkness within
And talk to things under my bed

The voices speak of all things strange
Of madness, dreams, death and pain
Of lands where everyone is deranged
And sermons relayed through the insane

I listen
I hear
I remember
I fear

I wait for them to come for me
To take me away, on my way
To somewhere strange, to something new
Away from me and all of you.

Cursed with Memories

Bad songs on a lonely night
A hungry heart which won't fight
A scalding pain tearing me apart
I hate to think this is just the start

More follows
In new shapes
Left alone for dead
I never asked for this much space

I can do nothing but hold on
Like a dying man hanging on to hope
To a memory of long ago
Should I let it go?

But who is holding who?
Whose face in whose head?
The vicious circle of a thought
Somethings I just don't want to forget