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Array ( [sid] => 113283 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => ramble [time] => 2006-01-16 15:51:27 [hometext] => bored with resentment [bodytext] => like the cockroaches, i want to crawl out into the darkness
scurry around looking for my fix,
sensing it through visual noise and the putrid smell.

climbing filthy mountains of vile obstacles,
marching through the pig vomit of society,
a fix for what is broken is never in the open.

leaching, sponging, sucking the life
out of anything in my path,
no stopping, no turning back

magnetic forces greater than god
pull, tug at my inners, the pit of my soul,
my constitution is weak, but i run on obsessions.

twisting, boiling, brewing, clouds of black and red
swirling images of rage so bright it burns the eyes
of the witness of total defeat.

screams from all corners of insanity
lie to me, blood curdling voices
too high of a pitch, but i smell them closing in [comments] => 5 [counter] => 255 [topic] => 73 [informant] => phishbates [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 8 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )

ramble

Contributed by phishbates on Monday, 16th January 2006 @ 03:51:27 PM in AEST
Topic: abstract

like the cockroaches, i want to crawl out into the darkness
scurry around looking for my fix,
sensing it through visual noise and the putrid smell.

climbing filthy mountains of vile obstacles,
marching through the pig vomit of society,
a fix for what is broken is never in the open.

leaching, sponging, sucking the life
out of anything in my path,
no stopping, no turning back

magnetic forces greater than god
pull, tug at my inners, the pit of my soul,
my constitution is weak, but i run on obsessions.

twisting, boiling, brewing, clouds of black and red
swirling images of rage so bright it burns the eyes
of the witness of total defeat.

screams from all corners of insanity
lie to me, blood curdling voices
too high of a pitch, but i smell them closing in

Copyright © phishbates ... [ 2006-01-16 15:51:27]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: ramble (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Monday, 16th January 2006 @ 04:06:30 PM AEST
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a poem surging with raw power and emotion
Michelle

Re: ramble (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Monday, 16th January 2006 @ 04:22:23 PM AEST
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A very well penned poem filled with raw emotions. I like the way you've written and delivered this write. Keep up the great work.
*warm hugs*
~sue~

Re: ramble (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Monday, 16th January 2006 @ 10:31:53 PM AEST
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Good write. Spilling with emotions. I hear you man, Peace to you, Laura

Re: ramble (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Tuesday, 17th January 2006 @ 12:22:28 AM AEST
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Very thought provoking write.
huggs,
emy

Re: ramble (User Rating: 1 )
by brew on Saturday, 19th August 2006 @ 11:00:23 AM AEST
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such inner, and stirring emotions. Very powerful write....Keep posting. Like some of the analogies, presented.

Brew~

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