torstai, 14. kesäkuu 2018

Beating about the poem


Quadrāgintā

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As we grew taller,

the world grew smaller,


If only for the little things, our illusions split


Ancients words

Forsaken

Never


A translation of an image of a mirage. Flowing through my lips.


I am sure that I saw a spider seven feet tall.

I would touch its legs and curl into a ball.


Ancients works

Becoming

Now


The barrier of the blasted land. I will for more humanity.

You are my beloved. Love. Life. Eternal.


Worthiest of whispers.





torstai, 14. kesäkuu 2018

So Nought, ache at the well (1/?)

 

A paladin travels fast on, steadfast.

 

Stop sneering. An ancient road, cobbled of stone. *hush* Let them lay themselves upon our ears...

 

Neigh.

A crossway.

 

A broken tree across the road. Bones thrown about like ...

 

rubble...

 

She steps up from the stir-ups and tenderly scales down from the back of the saddle.

The saddle is one of those embroidered fancy things, with silver studs and golden paint. Her banner is the Talapian Snake and its' s formssss are painstakingly working their way up her back like some kind of a living thing.

"Draw! Clossseeer, I want to tell you about the knight..."

And then as the grass waves as if for a sigh.

Slither, skitter... some feelings best lef untold.

 

"Stay your words! Beast!", she spittless the words through trembling gauntlet.

 

Rise!

 

It burst from the sand. Yelling in her mind, clawing at form. Distorting vision and mind. A killer of killers.

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keskiviikko, 13. kesäkuu 2018

Running without scissors

 

So I looked out of the window.

So she looked out of her window.

So he looked out of his window.

 

A pillar of smoke and scarred skies

A beautiful morning glow through the window panes

A beautiful morning glow through the window panes

 

Get up and sell your face anew. Be angry, stalwart too.

Get a cup of tea and renew. It's friday, so a slice of bisquit too.

Get a cup of coffee and review, It's friday, so a slice of bisquit too.

 

Take it to heart.

He sleeps calmly.

She sleeps calmly.

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tiistai, 12. kesäkuu 2018

Jumaluudentavoittelusta


Rajattomuuksien suurin keisari.

Ei usko enää mihinkään.


On kätensä tavoittanut tavoittamatonta.

Vähäisimpien taistelukartat ovat jo tuhansia vuosia sitten pimenneet.


Jokainen jumala kumartakoon.

"Mutta en ihan vielä perkele sinua!"


Ja sen taonnan tahtiin epätoivo leviää ympäri galaksia. Jossa kaikilla on oikeus kuolla. Ja myös elää. Tavallaan.

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Take it now.

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tiistai, 5. kesäkuu 2018

Naught for Pluto

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Hyvää huomenta, teen ihan mitä vaan.

Minulla on kiire sinne.

Istun kuitenkin alas ja kuokin huutoja.


Jokainen isku pyytää. Lisää

Hengittää kovaa, ja nykyttää.


Vihaan juuri sinua. Sinä saatanan paskahousu joka ei uskalla.


Kannan kiviä. Syön lihaa. Kuuntelen vihaa. Rakennan pihaa.


Kuole. Kuole. Kuole.


Kuinka tyhjä sana toistettuna...


Kuin nimi....

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A A A AAAAAA... Starter! DIYE! midst.

Wandering throught the mist. Never!

I will show you the cradle of the wanderer.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!


"I am going to set myself on the trodden track."

"Go, then I've seen enough of You."


Words were wept.

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