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Sixth above the Line

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Sixth above the Line

Tact was never your strong suit,
for you spoke from the heart of froth-covered lips,
spewing forth precocious, unfiltered tongues --

and I

absorbed it all as an overly attentive student
watching the smoke curl into a figure eight,
viewing you through distorted lenses,
haze buffering the hard edges of 

truth. You were the matador
prodding me on,
shaping my rage into a receiver/transmitter.
So many times I could have run you through,
gored you with sharpened horns,
but I pretended to trip or miss,
giving you yet another moment of professorial pretension.

Over and over again you pounded the madness into my head:

"The Sixth above the Line,
the Sixth above the Line!
The Sixth is most Divine!"

Yes. I honed the Sixth 
by mastering the lower Five -
viewed the tracks, followed the scent,
listened to a snapping twig
as my fingers caressed the taste of fear....

.... I learned to feel the beast in a whole different way,
to absorb its every nuance
until I could hear its heartbeat pounding in my thoughts
from four kilometres away.

Ironic isn't it?

Tore open my inner eye,
and when it was my turn to die,
I walked towards the edge without a moment's hesitation.
I died for you,
only to have Raven fill my lungs with Lazarus' sickly, sweetened stench.
Regardless of my actions, you were gone,
vanished within your selfishness,
visiting me in the torrential landscapes of nightmares,
twisting your tentacles around my floating soul,
attempting to drag me down into the abyss where you now reside.

Your maniacal laughter haunts me deeply,
I feel your shadow cross my path.

And they

fold over in laughter,
claiming how science has made fraudulent the claims of wandering spirits.
Of wandering Murthers and madness.

And I

in turn, fold over in laughter
as a machine spawned from science
spikes off the charts whenever you lick my cortex.

"The Sixth above the Line,
the Sixth above the Line!
The Sixth is most Divine!"

Ironic isn't it?

You taught me how to hone the Sixth,
only to feel you burn,
only to learn
just how wrong you could be....

....to figure out exactly how not to become you.
To push beyond the Sixth, towards the Seventh
and the Eighth, 
andandandandand,

and away from wandering Murthers and madness.








January 13th, 2012






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  1. Date: 5/17/2012 2:26:00 PM
    Hello, hello, Chris, if you want to fall asleep do read my hello mail to you. I warned you. o_O Only if you have time for it :D

  1. Date: 3/11/2012 3:09:00 PM
    'and away from wandering Murthers and madness'. so sad, how did I miss this one. You must have snuck it by me. I think difficulty at the beginning is common. :) hugs, Catie :)

  1. Date: 1/17/2012 10:53:00 AM
    Glad to catch up with you again, Chris, you know, this sounds just like my old headmaster. problem was i was struggling to get out of the first. but life itself at least made me a little more streetwise. i really like this, you tend to get into one,s imagination when reading one of your epics. which really makes what you write all that more enjoyable. harry

  1. Date: 1/16/2012 1:32:00 PM
    A captivating write :-)

  1. Date: 1/15/2012 7:23:00 PM
    Hi Chris-My fav. part was when you talk about how she blew smoke into a figure 8 and how you used repitition w/ the ironic part-Really engaged me the whole time :)

  1. Date: 1/14/2012 11:46:00 PM
    Chris....the fate of a poet is eternity....so be it for you, my friend...jimbo

  1. Date: 1/14/2012 8:19:00 PM
    very creative and engrossing poem Chris....keep the ink flowing

  1. Date: 1/14/2012 12:27:00 PM
    The above write, is full of intent..quite an attention stirring write..! well penned Chris.

    Aechtner Avatar Chris D. Aechtner
    Date: 1/14/2012 1:07:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Heya Joe. Thanks for reading - glad that you enjoyed this poem.
  1. Date: 1/14/2012 11:30:00 AM
    wow Chris u continually amaze ,e witj such creative spirit and impressive writes luv.. luv the opening line.. grabbed my attention.. unique in every way quite like u my friend..

    Aechtner Avatar Chris D. Aechtner
    Date: 1/14/2012 1:06:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    So weird - that reply was left on Robert's comment. Linda-Marie, it is nice to see you active on the Soup again - just don't over-stress yourself, ok!
    Aechtner Avatar Chris D. Aechtner
    Date: 1/14/2012 1:04:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Robert, the word "murther" is an older variation of: murder. But this poem isn't about murder, really. There is an even older definition of murther, that has its roots in ancient folklore found in the regions of Wales, Ireland and Scotland. Within this folklore, a Murther was a spirit/ghost not willing to 'pass on through' because it was obsessed with haunting a mortal.
  1. Date: 1/13/2012 3:19:00 PM
    Chris, are murthers ghosts or some kind of spirits? This is a lot of writing that could be interpreted in many different ways.

    Aechtner Avatar Chris D. Aechtner
    Date: 1/14/2012 1:06:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Robert, the word "murther" is an older variation of: murder. But this poem isn't about murder, really. There is an even older definition of murther, that has its roots in ancient folklore found in the regions of Wales, Ireland and Scotland. Within this folklore, a Murther was a spirit/ghost not willing to 'pass on through' because it was obsessed with haunting a mortal.
  1. Date: 1/13/2012 12:12:00 PM
    Whoa. This seems to be such a loaded write, with some very personal meanings for you. I have to admit I have No idea what this about, ok shucks, why is my comment sounding sneakily familiar? Just wordier?! But I found this to be very engaging and has only left me wondering what it is about, no idea what your title even means, nor the 6th above the line pertains to perhaps some former mentor of yours,but yes, the irony of the student surpassing their teachers, of being better & more grounded con't

    p.iNk Avatar binibining p.iNk
    Date: 1/13/2012 12:45:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    oh & yup, always a pleasure to read your work :D keep on writing!
    p.iNk Avatar binibining p.iNk
    Date: 1/13/2012 12:44:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    omg--well you sure fooled me! haha. Gosh... and there I was thinking it was about some complex mathematical formula or something. I am dense mode, that didn't occur to me :p and haha fine, fine I so get what you mean by not giving everything away ;)-- it's funner & more mysterious that way ;) and oh. after a lightyear, I finally sent my soupmail
    Aechtner Avatar Chris D. Aechtner
    Date: 1/13/2012 12:20:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    nikko, I don't want to give everything away :D Yes, the title is one that probably won't grab people's attention. The Sixth above the Line, is simply the sixth sense - I barely touch on the 5 main senses in one of the stanzas. Thank you for reading.
    p.iNk Avatar binibining p.iNk
    Date: 1/13/2012 12:14:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    sometimes too much knowledge (or wisdom) that they think they have, can be the ruin of some-- ok rambling me again... anyway, you sure brought across some stirring emotions here, sure felt it-- btw sending you soupmail in a bitty bit
  1. Date: 1/13/2012 12:11:00 PM
    Wow! I'm impressed! An incredible blend of emotions! Well done!....Milt

    Aechtner Avatar Chris D. Aechtner
    Date: 1/13/2012 12:17:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Thank you kindly for reading!