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A Slow Fade To Silence"A Slow Fade To Silence"A Slow Fade To Silence
a quiet decline to a solemn night, the rear view mirror remains bright, the sun is setting in falling red, my sunglasses stay on my head.
my hands are worn, my hair is white, I can't hear, but I remember all right, I look old but I feel born again, to the twilight I reply, "Amen."
all around me slowly fades, the reel of tape grows thin with age, now begins what never was, but it'll never be the end of love.
by ~blackwoodarsenal
Winter"Winter"Winter
snow is falling somewhere in the hills of Oregon, will I end up there again this year? today the sun burns bright in San Francisco, perhaps instead I'll end up near the bay.
flying high away from the grey skies, the lies that drove me north, I've overcome. I'm done running, I'm done hiding in the corner, it's over -- the torture I put myself through.
spiraling opportunities, like infinite leaves in a swirling wind, should I be so lucky to catch one, before they reach the ground again?
by ~blackwoodarsenal
Eulogy For A Destitute"Eulogy For A Destitute"Eulogy For A Destitute
my friend,
my oldest friend,
never second guessing, walked away in search of a blessing, away from the sugar that he blamed his woes on. my friend,
my truest friend,
no secrets or lies, turned his head from me without a goodbye, no explanation for the fuzzy logic he fed on.
as he encouraged me to fall, I held his hand and smiled, we were spun, standing tall, now he seems like he's the one perched high, naturally, ahead in the good life, he dropped his burners and lighters, so he could never again fal
by ~blackwoodarsenal
Optical Illusions"Optical Illusions"Optical Illusions
a meteor smashes through my window, never asked for this stellar gift, it crashes down without invitation. the shattered glass in my hands, my adamantium plans, drifting away in the wind like plumes of sand.
and I had the telescope to see it all, refused to watch the bullet fall, oh, the walls around my eyes.
a jet plunges through my bedroom ceiling, all I own begins to shake and fall, can't fathom any meaning or reason. everything here is left in pieces, the heartache in me unravels and increases, I'm desperate e
by ~blackwoodarsenal
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waterby ~Amazinggerinn
I Turned AwayI saw a dead squirrel in the gutter this morning. 'Must of been run over by a car' I thought. A little red tongue hung out of it's mouth, Fur bristled in the autumn breeze. It's stomach was flattened And those tiny ribs must of been shattered. But I only looked for a second, Then cast a blind eye And turned away. I helped clean out my grandmother's house this afternoon. She died a few weeks ago. I neatly tossed things into cardboard boxes - Jewelry, clothing, empty oxygen tanks All went in. There was this crucifix above the bed. I could feel emptyI Turned Away
by ~SirIsaac
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- Current Residence: Los Angeles, CA
- Interests: Guitar, Writing
- Favourite movie: Groundhog's Day, 25th Hour, American Beauty, Almost Famous, Baraka, The Fountain, Hedwig
- Favourite band or musician: Porcupine Tree, King's X, Opeth, Fall of the Leafe, Lake of Tears
- Favourite genre of music: Anything really, mostly metal and classic rock... some electronic music, some folk.
- Favourite poet or writer: Steve Wilson
- Operating System: Windows XP
- MP3 player of choice: iPod Nano!
- Favourite game: Final Fantasy VI -- I can play this one over and over and still never tire of it.
- Favourite gaming platform: Game Boy
- Favourite cartoon character: Calvin
- Tools of the Trade: AIM: blackwoodarsenal / MySpace: blackwoodarsenal
- Email: blackwoodarsenal@bluebottle.com
- AIM: blackwoodarsenal
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I just saw a nun fall over at the roadside.
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I just saw a nun fall over at the roadside.
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I just saw a nun fall over at the roadside.
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