Angels Burning

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Angels Burning

Post by Lightning Rod » July 20th, 2007, 10:16 am

I'm a soldier on crack jihad
I live in my fatigues
sleep in my body armor
and attack before dawn

I'm a criminal in the night
possessed. Meth-head hijack
a flaming NASCAR wreck
don't cross my lane sucker

I'm a blackmail schizopath
a furnace breathing asbestos goo
take me to court and I won't show up
I should have been a Scorpio

I'm a lower god than Satan
who nobody knows was a socialist
hell rings with my desire
and the stench of angel wings on fire

I'm a solar system rampant
Immune to criticism in a singular orbit
a mass of ganglia running on sunlight
and gravity and the centrifugal sling

I don't miss a thing when I'm counting cards
or tallying souls in the seventh ring
the wrestler in me is in love with show biz
I'll curse god till he takes my soul
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Post by WIREMAN » July 20th, 2007, 10:39 am

Do you use a cobra snake for a neck tie LRod.....what's up amigo....got yer poetry book, it's a treasure......i'm doin' the raga-blues at gallery neptune tomorrow night.......
me I feel like I'm becoming some kinda Kung fu t.v. Priest.....

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Post by Lightning Rod » July 20th, 2007, 10:49 am

no, it's a rattlesnake
kilt it myself

come pick me up and I'll go to Neptune with you
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Post by mnaz » July 21st, 2007, 2:49 am

i'm a soldier high on the blast, that's all,
crocked on the concussion of it all...
God, we just can't get enough of it...
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Post by Perdida » July 21st, 2007, 5:54 pm

I'm a lower god than Satan
who nobody knows was a socialist
hell rings with my desire
and the stench of angel wings on fire


Loved it all LR, so many strong, powerful images. Ya bowled me over.
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:D A great read, thank you.

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Post by joel » July 21st, 2007, 7:08 pm

A scorpio socialist, I
slay rattelsnakes and I apply
their skin to my feet
since no cowboy's complete
without a good bootlegged goodbye--

So dressed, I give Satan a glance
and I ask if he might like to dance--
and Satan might try
to kill me, but I
would rather leave heaven that chance,

but why would the heavens me kill
when I'm such a star in the chill
of cold outer spaced?
Asbestos replaced
the chance of my fires to thrill.

I orbit; yet I'm unaware
in this dance: with whom do I pair?
I circle a sun
and yet I'm the one
who moons all the earths everywhere.
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Post by Lightning Rod » July 22nd, 2007, 1:05 pm

mnaz--the concussion of life can be fatal, but I think the VA will ignore you anyway

Perdida--thanks for reading and appreciating what I was going for.

joel--wonderful limerickal response

there once was a lemur named rick
most people thought him a prick
with his head in the sky
he was quite a nice guy
that's why he's called Lemur Rick
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Post by Totenkopf » July 22nd, 2007, 1:22 pm

Fire..........and desire. Cool. Put a beat on that pup-pay!

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Post by hester_prynne » July 24th, 2007, 3:50 am

I'll curse God until he takes my soul"

A microscopic truth bouquet.
In a Hard ass shell.
This just shines....
Powerful read...

H 8)
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Post by YABYUM » July 24th, 2007, 7:24 am

slits like tongues i love so many of them and how a her can so ease a lee become a nother 1 is scary when i watch her sleep foot or head but never my own fuck and bed or bend how should we become thinkers of roads majestic licks lines behind be leaves be hindered be leaves falling instinct fast further......
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