Eye Shards.

By Dancing_Monkey

Her dark conjuration and mothlight compels me.
Our thundering forefathers bleak design.
My sanity becomes, a fuck fest gallery.
Naked my thoughts are creeping;

Remembering now, I did not embrace the art. It pulled me in.
Untitled Dedication.
Tired from liquid logic, holding the hand of midnight.
Aim high. Stuck in between dreams.
My outspoken emotions ridiculed, hate colossal
;
Knowing it will take more then this to recover.
Born unbeatable, competitive memories ignites my supremacy.

Abused until the day of her last smile.

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Published on Thursday, September 16, 2010. Filed under: "Poetry"

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Comments on "Eye Shards."

On Tuesday, September 17, 2013, carlosjackal (2788) wrote:

Brilliant...POTD and so much more..This place needs more of your monkey magic.
On Friday, April 1, 2011, Solace (1065) wrote:

Necessity does not drive us - we convince ourselves of the necessity and follow through the seemingly logical conclusion. Sanity; what rubric does a man ascribe himself. What moral code is truly universal and standard? Shoot at the sky, but hide underground - buried heads in sand (safety in numbers) The notion of the absurd - the outsider - stranger. We take the bus with them, we hold their hands, we make love to them on cold mornings with the stink of old teeth and stale fluoride. Ridicule is the ridiculous reaching outside themselves in order to maintain the status quo within themselves. We make ourselves from little nothings, and we are mighty amongst our equally inferior brethren. "We barely remember, who or what came before..." Apologies for the tedious length of my comment.
On Tuesday, January 18, 2011, Blinded_Tiger (518) wrote:

What a great poem! Vulnerable, clever and wicked in that order of obviousness. Its my evil monkey! :p by wicked and evil I am actualy thinking about the ruthless honesty in your poetry .. also your ruthless honest view of everything as a person.
A former member wrote: Very heady piece here. Exhibits your talent very clearly. I can see this is one of those that will take a few readings for me to fully enjoy. Just the way I like them. Let's the words marinate in my brain and bring out the flavor of the "meat." 10 indeed, well done! Draven
On Saturday, November 27, 2010, Corinthian (306) wrote:

stellar poetry just beautiful
On Friday, November 26, 2010, Dilated View (582) wrote:

You sir are a wordsmith. Love the imagery, like intoxicated remembrance with a bitter, bitter smile. A pleasure as always.
A former member wrote: midnight always has such slippery fingers...y'know, I do a special happy dance every time you post ;) ...love it!
On Thursday, September 16, 2010, Rebel tiGer King (239) wrote:

mirror the beauty sin, awesomeness in all your words brother pete -symph-
On Thursday, September 16, 2010, Sin (1135) wrote:

I have missed reading your unique wordspin Peter. There always seems to be dark undercurrents in all your writing with a silver lining mixed in there. refreshing to say the least *leaves bananas and steals hat* ~k