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If I were a creep by eustressor, literature

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If I were a creep

If I were a creep That door You held ever so slightly ajar As you peeked around To see if I would follow That threshold Would have been so easily Gained Passed And I would have held you in my arms Like a hurricane embracing a tornado Whirlwinds of primal energy Converging If I were a creep I certainly would not be writing this poem I'd be Elsewhere Otherwise And perhaps, for a time, beyond satiation Long longed for Happy But were I such a creep The door You hold ever so slightly open Would be shut Locked Bolted Thank God I'm at least this much Not a creep But still Just enough of a bastard To wish I could have i

Goodbye. You bastard. by eustressor, literature

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Goodbye. You bastard.

You have been by my side For half of my life You have poisoned me Even as I sought comfort Respite Refuge Consolation Yes, you were always there. So was the sun, the earth The stars, the blessed stars. I do not need you any longer. In fact, I find your presence now A hindrance. This bittersweet parting Is long overdue. I must move on And walk on two legs. You must disappear And become Nothing More Than A Memory. I love you. Now begone.

No Christian Soldiers by eustressor, literature

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No Christian Soldiers

They have told you an eye for an eye But what I tell you is this: Never set yourself against the man who wronged you. So if your brother strikes you upon your right cheek Turn and offer him your left When is it OK to kill another human being O Christian? Self-defense? The messiah, not I, begs to differ Vengeance is mine, sayeth the Lord When is it OK to kill another human being O Christian? Revenge? The Lord thy God has claimed this right For Himself only Would you gainsay Him? When is it OK to kill another human being O Christian? March not to war Let go your guns Love thy enemy and pray for thy persecutors The only conf

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The Stink Shins by eustressor, literature

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The Stink Shins

Autumn Grant looked down again at the salvation of all people everywhere. It was still there, hiding in the bottom of the pretty handmade basket her mother had helped her make. She couldn't help swinging the pretty basket as she walked, though she reminded herself every four or five steps to keep an eye on it. She didn't want the salvation of all people everywhere spilling out on to the dirty street. Not yet, anyway. Yes, her mom had helped her make the basket. She said Grandmom used to help her make pretty baskets and lots of other things, when she was a little girl herself, so that must have been an awful long time ago. Autumn thought for

Godspeed by eustressor, literature

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Godspeed

I saw a black ribbon writhing in the wind Coiling and uncoiling against the steel-grey concrete Four lanes of unforgiving rush hour highway But for the moment it was just we two. I almost didn't recognize the struggling beast Of singular purpose, to overcome this unnatural terrain And what purpose was that? to brave such a hell Scales finding little purchase Beautiful whip-like body flailing A thunderclap of urgency Gaining precious little ground. Crossing the double yellow lines, pale mockeries of his Grand design I had to wonder, how long had he been at this? How fortunate, to have come so far. As I gently swerved, that I mig

Lion's Share by eustressor, literature

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Lion's Share

Alone on my mountain So high above you all An audience of victims I never had to crawl, before I can't swallow all your cities They're much too much for me And now I find your cities Poised to swallow me Don't want to bore my story With former faded glory Just shed some natural light On a forgotten point of view You'd feel it too If cageless you could be How I'd love to someday be One with one of kind Much more than some survival machine Much more would I love But there's no love I have no god above The fare I'd gladly pay Another day remains unspent You may choose to do me in You may choose to save m

Bunnies by eustressor, literature

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Bunnies

My mind's like hopping bunnies On fields of broken glass Acid burns on tender, virgin skin Find no cure for happiness Find no profit There's no profit in forgiveness There's no profit in forgiveness Out on the edge Far from the center It's not much better There's not much light Not many sinners Not too many winners Am I at play in the fields of the Lord, or is the lord at play in fields of Me? Am I just another guest in your world, or are you a guest in me? The brightest star The coldest winter The sharpest splinter All that's unknown Is all that matters All that's left unshattered Am I at play in the fields of the Lord,

Baby boy by eustressor, literature

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Baby boy

Why won't you look at me? Baby Boy Why won't you look at me? Baby Boy These hands that have held you Caressing your face Smoothing your damp brow They can't ease your pain if it's no longer there. Why won't you look at me? Baby Boy Why won't you look at me? Baby Boy These tears I withheld I withhold no more Splash on your cheek They can't drown your sorrow if it's no longer there. Why won't you look at me? Baby Boy Why won't you look at me? Baby Boy These words that have missed you So much My heart aches They can't change your life if it's no longer there. Why won't you look at me? Baby Boy Why won't you look at me?

Email vs. Correspondence: by eustressor, literature

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Email vs. Correspondence:

> From: satire@ITgrammaticaltrendsarescaringme.org > Date: Sun Mar 9, 2003 6:37:11 PM US/Eastern > To: fictional email account of J.R.R. Tolkienif (https://www.deviantart.com/if) he were still alive.com > Subject: TTT kicked my butt! > professor T > loved your book. ver good imho. will there be any more books 2 look forward 2 i hope so. The movie was great did you pick > aragoarn? needs shave lol. the tow towers was prob the best flick is saw this year. does it make you money to. JLMK > regards > sean > -- My Dear Sean, I'm afraid I cannot respond to any of the issues you attempted to address in your "electronic" letter of 9 March unless or until a few matters

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Wasting by synthwrr, literature

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Wasting

The bannnannas (spell me) brown While the president addresses a boxcar The snails are foaming and you waste my heart close your ears; The gnat's blood crisps all over your lightbulb Or am I the only one? We were goddesses together. We matched. There is nothing left to save Nothing left to say matchedLI5TEN!5 5he wor5d i5 5hi5p55ri5g 5wa5 (I'm not buying) Not5ice 55: 5} The world is whispering away. {5 My wood sighs Tired now? Tired yet? Your soft hairs stand on end But your eyes are already far away Not to worry, I could replicate you in a moment I know you by heart You are simple arithmatic (< 793) Now that all your vari

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The Moon and the Sea by eustressor, literature

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The Moon and the Sea

Hillory Finch did not cry. She did not cry when the Archduke of Matador sliced open her finger with the petal of a red rose. She did not cry when she learned that her best friend Korvin was trampled to death by the mad cavalry charge of the Huns at the Battle of Pentan. She did not cry when the Queen of Persia had her imprisoned and all of her wild and lovely dark locks shorn, so jealous was the matriarch of Hillory's beauty and independence. She endured all these hardships and two dozen more ghastly still, and never once spilled a salted tear. Hillory Finch loved the moon more than any earthly creature, meaning she herself felt more love fo

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Operating System: Mac OS X
MP3 player of choice: There's a choice? My iPod follows me everywhere.
Favourite cartoon character: The Tick. Samurai Jack. RIP
Personal Quote: "You just need a cape! Like Rick Wakeman!"

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Writer - Theodore Sturgeon. Poet - Melonie McLaurin

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I think I'm living it.

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Cape? Check. Messiah Complex? Check. Secret HQ with a spring-loaded kitchen? Working on it.

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Aug 26, 2007

imagine me and you, i do

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LOST MOVIES I recently decided that the best way to trim my movie rental expenses AND overcome the pitiful selection of films at my local Blockbuster, I should do the whole online thing. Since then, I've seen several old classic movies, with a particular emphasis on catching up on some Orson Welles. He did many a fine project, both acting-wise, directing-wise, and both-wise, after creating "Citizen Kane". I've seen "The Third Man" (greatest movie entrance for a character, EVER), "A Touch Of Evil" (the restored, recut version which remains true to Welles' original cut, before the studio hacked it all up and stuff), and "The Trial", which is j

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Aug 19, 2007

dreamvomit

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I MUST'VE BEEN DREAMING ... truly, although I don't remember a bit of it. But I just had that feeling, y'know? So I started sifting out of the haze with my morning coffee, rehashing thoughts from the previous night and reinventing my outlook in preparation for the coming day, when I had an epiphany. Yay me! The specifics of said epiphany will come later. But it didn't stop there. I decided, on a kind of still-hazy whim, to revisit DA and actually click around a bit amongst my friends here. Found out that good buddy Latif (https://www.deviantart.com/latif) recently returned to the fold to let us all know how he's doing. Also made a long-overdue sojourn over to the ever-a

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Mar 6, 2007

the guardian

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I will wish upon a star I believe in you And if my will has strayed afar I Remembered you Will you remember me? - excerpted from "Guardian" by Fates Warning THANK YOU Thanks to everyone who sent along good wishes regarding my last journal entry. I truly, truly appreciate it. Thank you all. RISING Life gets better. It always does. I've grieved and now it's time to continue moving forward. Today, in a few hours, my marriage officially and finally will be dissolved. On to chapter two. A terrific woman I've been seeing and I have agreed that despite our good times and great synergy that we are not ready, either of us, to go any further r