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Rebellion At the Cause

Rebellion at The Cause I’m running on a heat wave Dancing with angels on a pin head Slapped on a pallet Of curious colours Uses me in mad artistic brush strokes Tripping on a ballet Like a fire crackers splash Shimmying on dangerous sidewalk cracks Careless freak of Friday night Gyrations jigger and giddy with me I am beating at piano keys Swaying harmonious epiphanies Plucking at bestial heart strings And jumping into Satan’s fire, screaming Rebellions bravery has made me uncaring of Eden While tap dancing on heated coals Chill ice pulses cold And with a sniff I quaff This fine and elegant cup of human blood Buggered you be if you think you can stop me I am the screeching banshee The fickle incandescence of your haunted innocence A wailing stranger On a list of statistical abuses And it will be a dark night indeed, when you find me A vengeance of seething retribution Has come to steal away your comfortable heaven And mock your bloodlines Even now my shoeless feet pirouette in the dust And a million angels can balance sublime on a pinhead I cavort on the edge Ride the fleshes roller coaster of touches And die slapped to a pallet Of ever curious colours Not with the tongues of a million angels can you catch This

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 3/12/2009 6:55:00 PM
The Careless Freak Of Friday Night oh yeah well that explains a lot. So many awesome lines and ending in a challenge, ahh a man after my own heart, forget the other name Im callin you freak from now on....but YOU have to live up to it
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Date: 3/12/2009 4:59:00 PM
Yes, I have been drunk on the muse, and know this exact experience. Great write, keep on keeping on.
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Date: 3/12/2009 4:33:00 PM
Wow, this is so active, I'm sweating. lol i'm a rebel, so I hear this one, awesome poem my dear! rock on, and never stop. love, K
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Date: 3/12/2009 3:53:00 PM
Well I hope all those angels don't hear you (while they are balancing sublime on a pinhead) cause if they can do that...and we call out to them, we might just get you. Huh? Well, I hope not. You sure are on an awesome roly-poly poetry thang. Wowsers. Love, Shar
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