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I spin into the light.

A top twirled by some impressive overlord.

I am one with the synchronicity he has for me,

But can I truly withstand the force of his hand?

My spindle chips a little,

And my gait changes as I continue to twirl.

My spindle tip breaks, and I wobble

Incomprehensibly until I fall,

Yet the others never cease their spinning…

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September 13, 2012 at 9:00 pm

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A standard mirror hangs on a

Barren wall. It reflects an empty room

Where we used to dwell.

Many memories have once been

Contained within a lacquered golden


Now they are contained in a different

Space of time and place

Within a covetous mind.

Eternally frozen yet moving


To break a mirror may bring

Seven years of torment and shame,

But this destruction steals

Away my thoughts to shards and

Immutable fragments of


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February 28, 2012 at 11:47 pm

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At the Crossroads

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My heart’s desire is not

Accessible by mortal means or

Schemes of the mind. So

I bury my visage to

Summon some ethereal force to

Bargain. But no one comes. Maybe,

I am too pure for the Pitt’s

Hounds to want to embrace the

Warmth of my flesh. Or maybe they

Sense my worth as nothing more than a

Pound of flesh sacrificed to and unknown

God. Still, the blues plays on in the

Background, and I am thankful for the


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November 19, 2011 at 12:51 am

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The Lady of the Lake: A Series of Poems

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So, I’ve been writing a lot of poetry of late that has been dealing with the Lady of the Lake. Honestly, part of this is because I am in a Medieval literature class dealing with monsters or whether part of me relates to her on some level…anyway, I am fascinated by the character and what happens with her after the whole Arthur thing takes place. As you’ll notice from many of my poems, I kind of want to give her back the sword after the events that lead to Arthur¬† being placed on the island of Avalon (I’m using bits and pieces of folklore and literary tales to create my own world). For me, she holds the sword and waits for Arthur or someone to return to her, but is this the only way that she can be? So, I hope you enjoy my ramblings of the lake as I will hopefully continue to have fun writing them.

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September 29, 2011 at 9:58 pm

Out of the Bag

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A screech from my soul

Into the dark night. But

You’re standing with your

MP3 player blocking out

The sound of my pleadings.

All that you hear is the sound

Of 90’s grunge echoing against

My cries. Why won’t you listen to

Me? Why can’t you see? But you

Stand there, sipping your latte

While the car crushes your

Brittle ego.

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September 20, 2011 at 9:14 pm

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Forcing It

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A ditty drums endlessly

Through my head reminding

Me of you. And I

Smile. Yet, even with this smile,

I know that something is unsettled

Between the folds of my mind.

A silence pervades

The space between

Yesterday and tomorrow

But today does not exist.

It is only a hope or

A memory, nothing

More. The piano player

Forgets the music and

I slip into triviality as

The dancing bear taps on.

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September 17, 2011 at 11:43 pm

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Winter’s Bane

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The importance of idolatry

Isn’t that people worship statues

And empty vessels;

It’s having something to believe in.

Something more tangible than

A being we can dial collect

Unless they want to receive our

Bitching phone calls.

We dial zero and listen to the

Elevator music of our souls,

As we go lower and lower into

The infernality that is being human.

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April 15, 2011 at 12:32 am


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Wedged between reason and insanity

Lies the great divide.

A place where life and death exist

Simultaneously and not at all.

Ensnared by the dust particles

Floating in the sunlit stagnation.

Sleeping in the day, waking in the night,

Having my unconsciousness raped

By a host of dime-store hooded dreams.

Silently, the darkness closes around me,

Letting myself fall into its cool arms, letting

Its symphony lull me again into

Dead sleep.

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February 11, 2011 at 9:28 pm

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Cryptic Normality

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A life beyond the darkness

Is all most wish for.

Still the waves lap the shore

Of our consciousness

Slowly slapping the silvery

Synapses until epiphany comes.

We are the answer to the ultimate question…

And we are the counterpoint as well…

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January 5, 2011 at 1:43 pm

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Saturn is Rising

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A bright spot in the night sky.

An omen of immortal proportions.

Moves. Sways. Explodes.

Can we equate ourselves to gods?

Sitting alone in our technological throne rooms.

Weeping into our soup.

As the diabolical monkey dances.

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November 17, 2010 at 3:26 am

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