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The Malkavian part 1 perfect version

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I think I got this down to its final form but I guess I might make changes in another few years. I am at this moment though extremely satisfied with it. I am posting this and the second one because I am currently working on part three and hope to have it posted in the upcoming weeks if I can. sometimes it takes me years to finish a poem even if I want to finish it sooner. sadly I cannot change the font so the letters are slightly smaller so they fit in the box right. also I'm not sure I did a good enough job describing buddy. he is one of those toy drinking birds that just bob up and down if there is water.

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The Malkavian part 1 perfect version

His mind has all the meaning of a madman that is screaming
Tortured and tormented, a life lived to be lamented
Drained and defeated, his family finally retreated 
Leaving him believing that he was beyond redeeming 
The doctors sent in spoke of hope and healing 
The drugs they administered only made him more demented 
Cemented is the feeling that his life is just an echo 
Of an endless, timeless, all-consuming screaming 

His best friend is a disproportioned bird, appropriately named buddy 
Whose monotonous motion in drinking is somewhat soothing to his being 
Though not potent enough to stop, the persistent pounding of the screaming
Often he stares into the emptiness of nothingness, contemplating the beauty 
of its existence 
Only to find his mind is drowning in a confounding conundrum he can’t quite 
It’s hard to be philosophical when your mental testicles have fallen to the proper 
So sometimes he whispers tongue twisters until his brain blisters
Madmen mask madness in the meticulous mastery of mindless tasks

Buddy was telling a troubling tale, of a dragon drunk off of some dwarven ale 
Who through two days, threw up flames and burnt down the tavern and town 
When the door to his room opened with a plume of plum perfume 
In stepped an inept and unkempt nurse named Nancy
Her green eyes and fiery red hair caused his heart to flutter and flair with fancy
She had quite the quiet voice and was quick to trip over her own two feet 
A bit naïve, she would easily believe anything she had heard or seen
He knew he would make her his, no matter the time nor energy 

It was easy for him to pretend to be prim and proper 
Just a mask to don in order to dupe his doctor
Circumventing the system that couldn’t save him 
He was as he always had been and would be
In constant pain and agony with no desire for sympathy
Just in need of some freedom from his prison and medication
Meditation and mantras had given him the sentiment of a design
On how to inhibit the screaming, and maybe even end it

Four years plotting and planning the perfect moment of promise
A fire formed from a single flamed fueled from an accelerant 
It raced through the halls, up the walls, over the ceiling, killing all the residents
Eighty-eight inmates and staff burned alive in what felt like an instant 
Such little time to search through the bodies, looking for a single person
He found her on the fourth clinging to the bathroom faucet 
He lost his virginity to the burnt corpse of Nurse Nancy 
To his amazed mind, he was astonished to find, the screaming was silenced

just a note I cannot reduce the font so the lines fit without overlapping as they 
do in stanza two

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  1. Date: 1/30/2015 9:08:00 PM
    oh my gosh,Necrophilia there at the end?? Well, it certainly was an engrossing poem, nathan. you must love to watch horror stories like I do!!!

  1. Date: 1/29/2015 11:06:00 AM
    Very imaginative, delving into the deranged mind of a tormented person. Powerfully expressed; will read the second part next. // paul

  1. Date: 1/25/2015 7:30:00 PM
    Amazing and afflicted to the most extreme I'm now a new fan or maybe fanatic

  1. Date: 12/5/2014 10:36:00 AM
    Wow! I am so impressed with the alliteration, the imagery, the imagination, and creativity! Excellent write, Nathan. Have a wonderful weekend! Pandita

  1. Date: 7/18/2014 1:49:00 PM
    PS.... I love what you did here. :) Linda

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    still one of my favorites,
  1. Date: 7/18/2014 1:48:00 PM
    Amazing Alliteration and depth....Delving deep in the despair of the deranged. Quite the twist at the end...Well done Nathan

  1. Date: 7/18/2014 1:48:00 PM
    This is my Favorite form Nathan, ALLITERATION, HEY, reading this, has me wanting more. Miss you, and your poetry. If I did not know any better, I'd think you have a twisted side. :) I'm only saying, cause you're so sweet on the outside, yet, who knows how twisted on the inside. hahaha Coming from me, after reading this all over again. I kind of feel, as if this is all a dream, and next to me, will be your burnt corpse. Hold up, wait a minute, you're too far, and all your lines are overlapping, and it makes your poem look, soft and sane. Come on, write to the soup, and request them to fix it. By removing the ads... hehehe!

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    Date: 7/18/2014 1:56:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Nathan, & Alliteration are a near rhyme. LOL