Forced Precision

By Dancing_Monkey

Before the weeping fountain.
You strike me down with quick decision;

The night table.
A shrine of cheap perfumes and the best of K.Y Jelly And Astroglide,
Anything for the ladies.
"I wont ignore your poetry and golden tubes" The slight nod of
Secrets shared was spotted by a drifter in your womb, bringing the melody to the flesh. I dare not share, what he told me
Never the jam, my piano necktie couldent stir
These are the stitches, I beg you seize this embrace
Back tattooed with Jesus on the cross, make the captain think twice before whiping me the colour of milk.
Luckely the pills put in our drinks did not turn out a worse case scenario. It did cause a more open minded sexual act.
I was sitting on a milestone.
Turning the wedding ring on my finger, still thinking about;

A house haunted.

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© 2007 Blurry_Halo
Published on Thursday, August 16, 2007.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Niemand On Tuesday, October 2, 2007, Niemand (361)By person wrote:

    This gave me the shivers for some reason, nice write -Airi-hime

  • lajeeves On Friday, September 21, 2007, lajeeves (48)By person wrote:

    this write, to me , seems so profound in all that it made me feel. it reflects many instances in my own life. it makes me wander of your origans . loved it ~jeeves~

  • A former member wrote: "before whipping me the colour of milk" This is one I'll have to read a few times and ponder over... I like the vividness and the the epic feeling within a short space. And the ending is, well, haunting...

  • GoldenLotus On Friday, September 7, 2007, GoldenLotus (47)By person wrote:

    as always...your words stimulate and arouse even deaf ears. GP :)

  • A former member wrote: oh my, the monkey still dances. this is great Peter, I'm going to have to get stoned and come back and read it again.

  • A former member wrote: oh my! forced precision with bent scalpel! you rouse such intensity within your words. the K.Y jelly helped ease the sharp images into my head...you have a very macabre libido m'dear ;)

  • A former member wrote: I would love to whip you the purest shade of white but I am just the ghost behind the wall...

  • A former member wrote: your world and my world are similar pictures in different colors.

  • A former member wrote: I am reminded of fermented wine.. it makes my eyes water. I shall read more.

  • Bella Butchery On Monday, August 20, 2007, Bella Butchery (724)By person wrote:

    impressive comment tower. i refuse to indulge..... you are lord goldthrone... this was amazing.

  • Solace On Monday, August 20, 2007, Solace (1069)By person wrote:

    I beg you, pleading precisely a feeling that needs to be fed - then a melvillesque, they hung him up, freakin' hung him up and he died - i'd like that on my back man. That in/fidelity moment fantastic

  • Solace On Monday, August 20, 2007, Solace (1069)By person wrote:

    The precision is forced, it doesn't come by effortless weightlessness airy fairy namby pandering - honesty never did, it comes like a raging torrent, and hits like that whip. Quick decisions - night tables and honesty

  • Solace On Monday, August 20, 2007, Solace (1069)By person wrote:

    Gentleman, are gentlemanly, but they're consummate liars too - every avenue is its own vision, its own little indelible indiction and production - what melody is the melody of the flesh pray tell we ask? You're leaning over the bar

  • Solace On Monday, August 20, 2007, Solace (1069)By person wrote:

    asking, begging for understanding, - how can we give it to you? and did the pills cause, or give excuse to it, all the milestones become weights with which to drown us, and that band another amongst

  • Solace On Monday, August 20, 2007, Solace (1069)By person wrote:

    A house can only truly be haunted, when the life within it impresses upon it that quality - the quality of living - and the horrors that come with just that. The stories they could tell, fathomless.

  • NikesRain On Sunday, August 19, 2007, NikesRain (1298)By person wrote:

    i'm still trying to wrap my brain around this and come out with something intelligent to say..... it's stirring and provokes another read to take it all in...but the ending... just collapsed my lungs

  • Narcissa On Saturday, August 18, 2007, Narcissa (404)By person wrote:

    Well - I'm glad its "Anything for the ladies" Keep writing - I love it!

  • A former member wrote: A wonderfully morbid read.. love your stuff!

  • A_Puppet_Show On Friday, August 17, 2007, A_Puppet_Show (166)By person wrote:

    Insist on living it hehe ... Degrade these scenarios these people, endlessly in your mind. It is wondefull to watch and a great laugh. I can not pity it, when everyone is an outsider.

  • A_Puppet_Show On Friday, August 17, 2007, A_Puppet_Show (166)By person wrote:

    And I would not know who to pity most. So it is humor when everyone loss. It is a morbid poem to me, a poem about loss and shadow dancing. It was achieved even befor the ending. Achieved becouse everything was wraped in shadows, and choked...

  • A_Puppet_Show On Friday, August 17, 2007, A_Puppet_Show (166)By person wrote:

    You do that alot, and now I speak strictly to you as a writer not my friend.... Okey I try to, becouse it is hard to seperate. But as a writer I think you are insanely morbid. More so then many would think.

  • A_Puppet_Show On Friday, August 17, 2007, A_Puppet_Show (166)By person wrote:

    Ohh and a last thing. I liked the summer feel to it. Made it realy wicked. Jonas

  • A former member wrote: any vessel [including the body] may be haunted. ...and a hautning act/write indeed. .. . comes fully circular. nessa

  • capt_funguy On Friday, August 17, 2007, capt_funguy (778)By person wrote:

    think twice? .. i don't think i'll be able to stop thinking about it now ... you amaze me .. spoken so clearly in broken lens snapshot -- haunt my house .... funguy

  • carlosjackal On Thursday, August 16, 2007, carlosjackal (3011)By person wrote:

    *hugs* This was the bomb..twisting, writhing, sliding from one image to the next in an awesome display of poetics. Fucking superb :) -Carl

  • Sin On Thursday, August 16, 2007, Sin (1168)By person wrote:

    i agree...this was quite the ride and the beginning images made me laugh...and i couldnt help but picture a drug induced night of kink, i just knew you were a sexual deviant Peter ;)

  • What Limes On Thursday, August 16, 2007, What Limes (64)By person wrote:

    snaps.

  • Mylissa On Thursday, August 16, 2007, Mylissa (845)By person wrote:

    oh lovely and brain teasing...tasty it is.

  • Alanarchy On Thursday, August 16, 2007, Alanarchy (1200)By person wrote:

    Your poetry, to me, feels like that moment right before you black out. Those last three lines were a murder, made to look like an accident. this was killer.

  • Army Barbie On Thursday, August 16, 2007, Army Barbie (324)By person wrote:

    I didn't expect to read what I did. As Preacherdoll said...interesting.

  • Preacher X On Thursday, August 16, 2007, Preacher X (35)By person wrote:

    An interesting peice, a tad hard for me to follow but that could be the lack of sleep there.

  • elisa On Thursday, August 16, 2007, elisa (1616)By person wrote:

    slick ... with an arsenal of sexual condiments ......subsequent to a rigorous deliberation, of course. ...nicely done.

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