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a smile like throwing teeth down a hole,
couldn't care less about the sickening soul.
refuses to pray for a heaven....Amen,
as hate holds it's heat in a heart-shaped hole

eyes glint like granite gone glassy with rain,
staring at Nothing and knowing it's name
gave up the quest for salvation...Amen.
Now pleasure and pain are one and the same.

Never guess by the smile and sane-seeming way,
this everyday person with his everyone day
can't even pray with a straight face...Amen,
but hey, God, if you're real, Just kidding...okay?

see, comfort comes dressed in the selfish belief
that Faith is no more than Guilt and Fear, breathing.
Like God even cares about blah, blah....Amen.
When Faith died at birth, Sin stood there...relieved.

JoshuaHowell
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Amen

Contributed by Jigget on Sunday, 5th May 2013 @ 02:37:01 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

Amen
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a smile like throwing teeth down a hole,
couldn't care less about the sickening soul.
refuses to pray for a heaven....Amen,
as hate holds it's heat in a heart-shaped hole

eyes glint like granite gone glassy with rain,
staring at Nothing and knowing it's name
gave up the quest for salvation...Amen.
Now pleasure and pain are one and the same.

Never guess by the smile and sane-seeming way,
this everyday person with his everyone day
can't even pray with a straight face...Amen,
but hey, God, if you're real, Just kidding...okay?

see, comfort comes dressed in the selfish belief
that Faith is no more than Guilt and Fear, breathing.
Like God even cares about blah, blah....Amen.
When Faith died at birth, Sin stood there...relieved.

JoshuaHowell
sinner.

Copyright © Jigget ... [ 2013-05-05 02:37:01]
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Re: Amen (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 5th May 2013 @ 04:17:41 AM AEST
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Scorched honesty, sinner, epitaph
Amen indeed!
Oh holey F/ it's good if it is / whatever the hell it
is. Amen! Holey smokes, blue smurf
a blue people, People. poisonous passion, Kurt Vonnegut,
real space man. Holey Jeeper's man. Your writing is quite neeto. And to that I say Amen! Sin is a prick. A prickly bastard... no wait --- I'm a damn sinner too! I wish I weren't God damn!!! F me. LOL.
An old Irish priest shared with me his home spun dandelion wine, recited Joyce, as I babbled on about the holy ghost, and he never even tried to correct me. I missed his point entirely.
What a dumb asse I am, he kindly didn't say. Amen!
Peace!

Re: Amen (User Rating: 1 )
by Caloianu on Monday, 13th May 2013 @ 07:34:58 PM AEST
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i don't care much for contemporary approach to poetry, and it doesn't move me. but your piece, I applaud, I read it several times, and unlike may poet wannabes, you have talent. you rhyme, you maintain rhythm and metrics. Great imagery and choice of metaphor. "eyes glint like granite gone glassy with rain' beautiful. hope to read more

Re: Amen (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Monday, 24th August 2015 @ 11:47:10 PM AEST
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You are definitely on target here. What I like is that you have been true to yourself. You have avoided the pitfalls I have fallen into and you don't need the world's opinion. I learned that lesson late and have left my mistakes for all to see. I'm sure you mess up too and yet you come across so clear here.

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