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Marci Ace Sep 2015
Words in a whisper
Death and a sinner,
Peace and a nerve wrecker,
Is best kept quiet
In a whisper.
Trouble told me in my ear,
That
It’s almost near.
Trouble spoke to me
With blankless
Emotions,
And little fear.
It felt cold as
Ice.
It split minds,
And rolled off its tongue
Like dice.
Every whisper
It spoke,
Every nerve it provoked,
Every strand of my hair
That stood up
With fear.
My past was
Coming,
And I didn’t have
Enough time to run,
But that whisper
Shot me like a
Gun.I couldn’t move,
I couldn’t speak.
I sat there,
As that whisper
Caused contractions
And heat.





-Marci H.
magikoopa ecto1 Jun 2014
There’s a stranger out there
peering out with a blankless stare
staggering stumbling
incoherent mumbling
this not at all expected
from a woman of your caliber
you're somehow injected
intoxicated with an empty flask of liquor in your grasp
primordial lust and lack of inhibition
still, out of curiosity you listen
you lend an ear that cannot hear....

you seem to be interested you seem to genuinely care
good luck to you , you gentleman, you
on your night of sin
surely nothing good can come of this
oh well bartender, some more Gin!
Bullet Jun 2020
I’m sorry if I can’t hold onto reality
My mind slips and displays colorful escapes
Some are painted red
The others drip down in blue
My eyes remain to you a blankless hue
My name can’t even awaken my mood
Trapped in a prismatic glass waiting for the light to polarize me
Both sides get the grip of a lilac view
The whole world is told to be a blank canvas
But the gravity of gray contrasts something different into the others actuality view

Please find me a hue
blackcat Aug 2
A mysterious, endless hell is unveiling
August pyres incinerate the white washed sympathies
Im only here for the psychodrama trauma, the ministry of misery coalesces
Tugging on grenade pins for the thrill of it all, sweet devotion of elusive arts

The simplicity of futures carry us through the inevitable gravity
Words are unfaithful & cruel to me
Tsunamis idle into the aqueous madness
Miniscule sands of time reverberate
Clocks pulse backwards, sinister disposition on the second hand click
Beautiful butterfly wings extinguish
Pale comparison of spiritual questioning
Which god do you worship now?
Passage of orbit, lunar lullabies swing

This canyon of tears are only imbibing in the depths of violence
Slumber I inside the cacophony of seckrets
Coffin for bedlam, poison for the masses
Sleepy eyes are treason beaten into your faulty descention
Sacrament wine for the seance hands
Debilitating atrophy finds me in low land

Lucidity so stagnant, the undertow tolls
The crashing mind leads to disarray
Slaughter romance as the past draws me
Let's become friends amongst the anarchist wake
Overspend my emotions, your blankless stare woos me
Into the neon boulevards I stumble on

Lethargic breeze just floats on by this eventide redemption
Darkness voyages in a blink of an eye
Suffering submission slowly sanguates
Eternal offerings oddly betray the beyond
The chasticesment will trudge this divining row
A speakeasy of former impressions
I awake within the reactor

— The End —