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taking stock of investments
you're a commodity
personality: the terms and conditions of your use
interests: the futures that will liquidate your skills
your only tangible asset
always market yourself
you, the good to be sold
your mind the pennies and nickels
traded on the floor by the shareholders of power
as they say, another day another dollar
the ticking seconds the compounding interest of your borrowed time
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; split my atoms
with your fork-
tongued stabs at soft crevices, folds of the mind
creased as bleached unhung shirts; put your spark
in the fibres, weakly woven by neutral neurons (arachnoid weavers
in a weary web); short them out
with your violent voltage, a potential difference too great
for my rusted wires; flood me over
with your waves of insight intuited, influence
from lunatic gravitation; make me whole
with pieces picked from my twisted path, decades of
branches long decayed; put them in your earth
to grow.
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my racecar has a mind of my own;
pumped-up and scrambled-egg --
tasting amphetamine in water --
limbs of the limbic system as withered and unripe as
the toddler forgotten in your car(race
to the next goal). my brain heat-stroked between lines the
lightning-forked cracked skin
splitting the vinyl seat cushions.
my atoms no longer I
in this untranscendent universe
the mind now (dispersed discordant) outside its spectrum
its sparse chords resonate a sonnet inharmonic.
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full stop
and again here I am, bleeding
my heart onto these pages while
dry walls crack open, and the crumbling
paint lays leylines where
the seekers and the wanderers
drift wearily along ridges and vales --
the brief eternity of their existence.
and again, the grinning mouth of the past will
swallow our futures whole, just as we
(with salivated lips) long
to devour our children's. gluttonous eyes gaze
hungrily at beauty unborn, lusted luxuries
forming fat under thick skin, yet
unable to insulate from cold without (and cold within).
and again here I am, bleeding
through the fickle fabric, woven
with the hairs seeping from scalps
of dead patriots, figureheads, and scholars:
thin white wisps of dreams undid,
blooming from their sunken, shriveled
rotten heads, rows upon rows of
corpses, gardens of carved wooden boxes
planted with sticks,
steam shovels and hydraulic industrial excavators.
and here, I am
a dot on a page.
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1. bound 2. wired 3.
an attracting force bound us in motion,
childlike lust for serrated scars.
a molecular tether devoid of devotion,
i sought the substance but you drank the atoms.
our connection bound with brittle fibers
was severed by time and difference of desire;
i was shell shocked with sorrow from sudden disconnect,
stillborn torn from an umbilical dream.
wired together, you and i:
speaking in glyphs with tongues tied.
perched as stone-faced gargoyles,
we gaze at each other from our ramparts.
never will we connect another way:
our thoughts, blood through electric veins.
conveying emotions in low resolutions.
words through static; paintings through rain.
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How I've missed you
my restless thoughts, my only friend.
How much we've shared,
lost, lied to one another.
How I wish I could forget your
paranoid preoccupations.
How I want to ignore your
vicious vitriol.
How I wish that we were
the same, you and I.
How we both wish that we were
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degeneration X
slipping through the cracks
go my thoughts
one by two
count to three
I melt away
dissolving slowly
but sure
of my lack
of purpose
of time
of meaning.
:iconcakeprophet:CakeProphet 3 1
died to live
wet life:
   while waters,    weak in seconds,
   wear away years  of rock,
   hearts stiffen   with every
   thoughtless heave;
       a rhythm of  regrets
:iconcakeprophet:CakeProphet 1 0
cutting words
Waiting, on a ship
in the water, frigid
air fills my nostrils;
find no
hope, here in
this desolate sea.
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paint the machete red
before skin grows too thick.
ripened hearts don't grow easy
ripened minds too fast to rot.
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I, Forget
File away all imperfections,
the dragon is sleeping.
The mother that you never had
lies awake in her bed.
merely seek disconnection,
that all feelings
I could know and never have.
Twist it until it turns red.
all the wretched misdirections,
words unspoken and unyielding,
paint a picture you can never have.
Tie it up, lock it in the shed.
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Content in the solitude, but
bound by the stasis, relaxed
by the stillness, but
crushed by complacence.
An illusion of eternity, lies
before my eyes; hell
in my heart, heaven
:iconcakeprophet:CakeProphet 1 0
I woke up in the swamps,
stepped in a watery grave.
I stuck to the murk,
sunk in the struggle
I drowned in the rot.
I arose and found a forest,
trekked the paths
found my way.
I cut through the underbrush,
fought the briers
I fought the snakes.
I stopped to fill my lungs,
exhaled the smoke in my veins.
I watched it disperse like butterflies,
life caught in spirals and currents
I watched it drift away.
I fell in love with the ashes
that fell to the ground.
I fell in love with the ashes
left behind in the urn.
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dreams underlying
Screams from another world shriek sonnets,
pain that aches from the heart
and radiates through every part and every moment;
the torment of what could be.
What are the words for what I feel in you?
:iconcakeprophet:CakeProphet 0 0
The Big Conversation
It's the big conversation
that everyone expects
but nobody gets. its ruined
by the silence,
ourselves suspect.
The castles around our hearts
are to blame,
when all the shit we say
sounds the same.
Sound familiar? I'm sure I've said it before.
Its the interesting thoughts we adore;
the things that make us connect,
that we always seem to neglect.
Left to our own devices,
lost in our baseless vices.
Are we alone? Can we not relate?
Wouldn't be able to tell,
cause we've got nothing to state.
:iconcakeprophet:CakeProphet 1 1
a stream of unconsciousness
I eat myself as if I were my words,
every slip of speech a new deformity.
Every mistake a new piece of pain
fitting into a evergrowing puzzle,
a false labyrinth designed for me,
the Architect.
I've got too many tears, that flow out
night after night, new emotions that well up
explode from my eyes and
lacrimate into a world of beautiful chaotic chemistry.
Unexpected reactions take me by surprise,
filled with unknowns that I can't reconcile,
What is it that makes love evaporate?
I'm stuck wondering where I went wrong,
what I could change,
how I've changed,
how I want to change everything for her.
But these are meaningless when the real questions are
What is it that really drives me towards
being in love with someone, once discarded?
How long can I keep up this silent act?
while the words expand in my lungs,
all of their pressure pushing on my walls,
their intensity growing
beyond the breaking point.
:iconcakeprophet:CakeProphet 1 3

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if i were an eyelash, i'd do my best
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such a good track

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tigereverskin Featured By Owner Jul 11, 2014   Writer
Thank you, Adam. I appreciate you. :)
casthem Featured By Owner May 3, 2014
thanks for the fav :)
tigereverskin Featured By Owner Apr 30, 2014   Writer
Thank you, old friend. :)
misspoisoncandy Featured By Owner Apr 14, 2014  Professional
Thank you for the faves and the watch :)
YouInventedMe Featured By Owner Jul 26, 2013   Writer
happy birthday! :cake:
Concora Featured By Owner Jun 9, 2013   Writer
Thank you for the favourite of Prelude. Have a great day. :)
YouInventedMe Featured By Owner May 15, 2013   Writer
thanks for the :+fav:
DestinyWormlight Featured By Owner May 15, 2013  Professional Photographer
thanks for all the favorites!! :DD
CakeProphet Featured By Owner May 15, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
no problem!! :DD
tigereverskin Featured By Owner Mar 11, 2013   Writer
Thank you, Adam! I hope all is well. :)
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