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The Malkavian..Part 1

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The Malkavian..Part 1

The Malkavian..Part 1

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

His best friend is a dis-proportioned bird appropriately named Buddy 
Who’s monotonous motion in drinking is somewhat soothing to his being 
Though not potent enough to stop the persistent pounding of the screaming 
Often he stared 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 define 
It's hard to be philosophical when your mental testicles haven’t dropped to the appropriate 
level 
So sometimes he whispers tongue twisters until his brain blisters 
Madmen mask madness in mindless task of mass mayhem 

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’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 prisons and medications
Meditations and mantras had given him a sentiment of a design
On how to inhibit the screaming and maybe even end it
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Four years preparing and plotting the perfect moment of promise 
A fire formed from a single flame fueled by an accelerant 
Raced through the halls up the walls and killed all the residents 
Eighty-eight inmates and staff burned alive in what seemed like and instant
Such little time to search through the bodies looking for a single person 
He found her on the fourth floor clinging to the bathroom faucet 
He lost his virginity to the burnt corpse of nurse Denise 
And to his amazed mind he was astonished to find the  screaming was silenced
 

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  1. Date: 9/14/2014 4:12:00 PM
    I would have to say this is a pretty darn good poem. When one concentrates on a form of poetry, here, alliteration, sometimes the story gets lost; not here. This was chilling and I am still thinking of the word "screaming" which I thought might have been overused but thought again, and leave as is. The copulation with Denise was quite entertaining and helped cease the screaming. This had to have taken a good effort to produce such a piece, so Congrats.

  1. Date: 4/18/2011 11:34:00 AM
    my friends here on the soup said your a screamer and a runner. How girlish to pick on butterflies. I'm not talking about this poem ' k.

  1. Date: 2/27/2011 8:13:00 AM
    NICE WRITE

  1. Date: 12/30/2010 1:58:00 AM
    With the right image, one can compose vivid pictures like this. I wonder if part 2 can compete with this. I will await the silence of the lamb part 2. Groddy'' Lin~Ra

  1. Date: 12/4/2010 4:07:00 PM
    to come and think about it, your right ,,it need a tavern, and more dead bodies.. stick to Nancy.. lol.. whatever ,, to me right,, i don't matter or my opinion... always,,xoxooxoxoxo,..p.d.

  1. Date: 11/6/2010 1:18:00 PM
    I'm so amazed on how one can enter the mind with out insanity. Nice write love' Audree

  1. Date: 10/30/2010 10:28:00 PM
    HI! My Love, all is good now I feel like your little vamp here waiting for U in this coffin called a motel.:-) gurr! Going crazy up in here. I think I'll go C a doc. Myself when I return to TEXAS. My mind is screaming. Nathan nastily I'm needing Nate nervously how U nourish my notes & needs. Notoriously screaming your name Nathan needing U nothing nor no notion compares 2 me needing your commotion or emotion of notions notching & naming U my Nate the king of my fate, needing my Nathan of needs.

  1. Date: 10/24/2010 6:14:00 AM
    Great, Nathan, what a picture you've painted here! Enjoyed the read this early afternoon! And thank you for commenting "Magpies"!. Have a nice week ahed!...Gert

  1. Date: 10/23/2010 2:22:00 AM
    oh my goodness, this sure paints a creepy picture! but very gripping, Nathan! wow... poor Nurse Denise & all those other victims too!! --nikko :)

  1. Date: 10/21/2010 3:16:00 PM
    add a couple of zombies' i might fall for the screaming ;b

  1. Date: 10/21/2010 7:29:00 AM
    Scary abnormal psychology work that you have penned...Does have some good alliteration though...Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my "Iridescent Raindrop"...Sara

  1. Date: 10/20/2010 7:50:00 PM
    oh, my , that last part was so gross, Nate. Reminded me of a few movies I have heard about! But that was really cool how you ended it, "the sceaming was silenced" that was one crazy dude!

  1. Date: 10/17/2010 10:01:00 PM
    such depth and great word usage here, nathan.. nette

  1. Date: 10/16/2010 1:00:00 PM
    very nice write i enjoyed cant wait till part 2 thanks for your comments on my broken heart you really made my day still smiling have a great weekend faleshia

  1. Date: 10/16/2010 11:11:00 AM
    dark and disturbing...love it read my poem "murder mask"

  1. Date: 10/15/2010 7:54:00 PM
    Honestly babe, I love the first 7 lines, pure genius. A work of twisted art, you really do get sick at the end. No one is good enough to be sane, we R all babblers in our own way, some more than others. Plotting the perfect moment, when reality means nothing. Not the perfect drug can sustain what is already there. See it all the time,LOL. (CONTINUE)

  1. Date: 10/15/2010 7:53:00 PM
    (CONTINUED) Some effects get worsen than others. Moaning for sanity invading his own appearance. Rejecting the one's trying to reach his mind, driving his own sanity in a screaming rehabilitation of lies. Fronting the perfect plot using the doc, to think he is a crazy madman..LOL..

  1. Date: 10/15/2010 7:51:00 PM
    (CONTINUED) Nathan,, your Malkavain seems to be more intelligence than everyone else. Including the vision of every one seeing him as a tormented patient, or what ever it is that makes him feel lost and abandoned by family, and friends. I do however find the last verse a real masqueraded devil, in need. Lusting his own psychopath needs, wow! Poor burned Denis. How creepy can one get, hiding behind a mask pretending to be happy dandy,,LOL,,

  1. Date: 10/15/2010 7:50:00 PM
    (CONTINUED) babe I don't know but your poem rocks,,OI,, But, it does not beat your worm poem, Don't care what Chris says..LOL.. Give him a little bit of acid,, ACID helps all situation..LOL.. gotta go, before your poem drives me screaming crazy...you Need hugs and kisses xoxooxoxox,,love, ..p.d xoox

  1. Date: 10/15/2010 5:27:00 PM
    you have me worried for you Nate....well creepy poem good for this thriller time of year.

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