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The Consummation of Minds' Reaches
By Riven Waker
The heightened sense of the pain transform
Become the prosthesis of
Grim reality
Desire is eternal
Still hatred everlasting
In the consummation to come
I must cleanse my wicked thoughts
Gilt to roam eternal
In a mind poisoned
With contaminated
venom
So ancient and befouled as mine
What comes of childish
hopes but nothing
And even less to come
With arrogance
towering
So great into darkest irony
That I cannot fathom even
its meaning
Even less why speak
When words are spited jibberish
In eyes of the all knowing others
Will I cascade into Deaths' latest
caress
Entombed in the bleak
Empty vault tesseracdt
Channel this ire into the perdite make me whole
Fly me free of the
gnashing at flesh and foaming
Farther than the botomless reaches of
the overneath
Father let me hate again let me burn at once as one
- in your purity
In the brine beneath the darker shadows
Of human mete the pustulent infection
Take me by the clawed wing
along the
Edges like some nightshade make me
Forget all the
horrid inane thoughts and dreams
Follow me further through the
dread of nights
In war am I reborn forevermore by the blacklight
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Copyright 2009 Riven Waker
Published on Saturday, October 17, 2009.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Tuesday, January 12, 2010, Dilated View
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wrote:
"Take me by the clawed wing along the Edges like some nightshade make me Forget all the horrid inane thoughts and dreams" these lines especially but the overall piece as well gave me visions of being torn apart and finding rebirth and enlightenment instead of death. I suppose we pay the heaviest prices for the greatest treasures. May not be what you intended but I enjoyed this all the same :)
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