A Bad Hat Daze

A Bad Hat Daze
"The Midnight Disease"-Edgar Allen Poe

Friday, May 27, 2011

The Reward

Protrusions had ripped her heart.
The landscape stopped the
Water braking, licking,
Her jagged soul.

And-

The waves crashed and she was
Left smoldering on hot rock,
Reaching shamelessly
For her jagged soul
Finding

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Emptiness, the reward.

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Saturday, May 7, 2011

Roller Coster

When dark upon the mind descends,
On the mountains' road, curves fall
To times' endlessness.
When on top the mountain you
Ascend, in the high the dark is gone.

On the roller coster of the mind,
You live in endless flux.
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There but a joke untold, for
Which the laughter never stops.



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