Best Fear And Loathing Poems

I the empty, I the sleeping ghost,
thorn and chalice, least imbued with most.

Here the desert, hear the tortured wind,
bright with sorrow, lost the spirits pinned.

Then the poison, then the twisted clone,
fierce and timid, fierce to stand alone.

Now the outcome, now the withered truth,
gone the folly,...

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The Elephant and Mouse

Way back a long, long time ago, when mouse and ‘phant were new
They thought that their relationship would always ring true blue
But the mouse one day got randy and the elephant was handy
And don’t you know, a rape did soon ensue
Though small,...

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I The Phoenix 

I recall in my youth how the world around me seemed so alive vibrant in color and beauty. As I aged this beauty faded and was replaced with a new world filled with shades of grey. Life rushed by me quickly, I...

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Two soldiers. One fancies himself a punk rocking soldier of fortune and the other, nicknamed hillbilly, because he lost his shoes, they plan a trip anarchist cookbookrecipe fear and loathingbeyond culture shock  We journey to Carlsbad, through the desert highway, after taking a psychedelic...

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It scares me at times as I long for the comfort of stability.
I long for an equilibrium of certainty.
I long for the expected unknown of which you can never give me.
What of forever? Will we be intertwined as something beyond what our eyes can see?
What...

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Ice brewed till the filler,
Microscopic colors twirl, 
Oh what a thriller. 
Condensed spinning inside, 
Outside… on the other wide sky,
Drinking my fill till I whither.

Its rolling and now coming by,
Say “here boy,
Get on for the ride.”
Taking place in the circle,
Down, no … high;
Climb back up...

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Ionah: first


(Morfil Gwr (Whale man).





Angry winds tore at the sails of the distressed little ship
Waves crashed and harried intent on destruction
Below he hid shaking with fear and loathing
Begging to be cast into the storming broiling waters
To escape the eyes and voice in his head.

Remembering how...

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Oh hello there! Again!
Aah! 
Yes!
You there!

Such lovely young pretty plaything, a female?
I presume?

With the beautiful expensive suit!
I am just seeing you there like a dream of crimson and horror! 

Oh sorry! 
At my age, your mind starts to wander.  
And a Wanderer I am!
A...

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"If the drinks rob her balance from her beautiful feet
there my arms will be outstretched for her to meet
And each season we spend apart from the other
I will think of her always and never another
No matter how I long to see her once more
And talk...

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Bursts of laughter and splashes of colour
Sounds of hilarity and tales of adventure
Sparkles of light and folklore dancing
Merriment dominates the order of things

Hark to the woeful, hear not sad cries
For tonight is the night the faeries unite
Capricious beings in evolving couture
Smiling and playing, the laughter...

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What is it about dread that controls us?  The mixture of fear and loathing that 
consumes the contents of an empty bottle, longing for concentration and proof.  
Do we confuse the child within with the promise of loving past?  To be trapped...

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THE STORMY DAY

Awoken by 
Rumbling in the 
Deep distance
Shallow waters subside and 
Gliding across white wakes
Makes for the sanctuary,
A distant glimmer in the 
Heart of the storm bird.
Building and gathering, 
The mind on the shore 
Busies itself and 
Attempt numerous things 
Without success. 
The dark...

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Sometimes, in the dead of night
When all our fast asleep
We are startled awake by a loud and pernicious
Rapping sound, a bang bang banging sound

Like someone, or something
Breaking through our front door
Ready to take us, devour us
Tear us limb from limb

Like some dark and evil force
Something...

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A TV. Star. 

The man hiding in the light his persona, sparkling
sunglasses not enough when we gloried in his 
mesmerizing peculiarity. We saw not the sinister
black shadows behind him… except, from time to 
time we felt revulsion a glint in his eyes and shark 
teeth...

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Tunneling deep into the eyes of one another
A channeling of a mutual respect and despotic hatred
High above nearly visible a clash between the two
Exploding in a power of light as the two blades clash
Blood dripping and falling to the ground far below
An exchange of life...

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