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Subject: TRASHED (Adult Subject Matter)


Author:
Kilgore
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Date Posted: 08:15:23 07/28/02 Sun
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Magic
Majestic
Madness
Puzzles
Blocks
Mathematically intertwined
inside a locked box

Wires
Pieces
of nothing
everything
finally fitting
into place
they've passed through
all our chaos and disorder

I’ve created a better world
from a homeless man
who wrote an evil poem

But I can’t sleep
have no desire to eat
I need a fix,
it hurts inside
so beside this locked box I cry

Everything brings its own splendor
and my own death no longer worries me
the total error of everything
is but a small part
of anything we've seen

Age like love
is a hideous crime
deliberately wasting
all that survives

I’m losing clumps of my hair
does anyone care?
A cop slows down
and fires his rifle
across a desolate road

There was a time
when I would blindly climb
up a mountain
just to feel I was alive

Still
feeding an ever closing
space
that asks only for
forgiveness
but causes disgrace

My fingers reach for the bottle
but find the pills
All of it works
And I know the gun is near

All trash like drunken dreams
swim into a sewer
and fight for their needs

None of it knows
I’m even alive
maybe I’m not

hell, you decide

I was a hero in a revolution
not so long ago
I told the children
of a sweet dark calmness
and of gardens overgrown

Now I just have pockets full of dust
but it use to be enough
What's happened to this world
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