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Nocturnal Emissions (Free verse) by EAger to Offend Ruined by the mundane day
By itâs âwake, work, and get paidâ
By the blasé art of commerce
A sterile compost
-the city.
Starving for solitude
In the darkest a.m. panic
These eyes stay wide
To deny the nightmare congestion
Imprinted under-lid.
Eager to offend
I lick my plate
And meditate
On my home-made mandala
Wallpaper.
Up the ladder:
Decline and Fall
Down the ladder:
Suicide of the Ego
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Posted: November 3, 2003 2:17 PM PST; Last modified: November 3, 2003 2:17 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.2241178 Overall Rank: 4312 Comments:
"I lick my plate
And meditate" won me over.
Queerly, true.
although the illustrations are very interesting, I lost you at the last paragraph...but then again maybe I didn't...haha..
Pretty dreary this one.
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other than that, and the contradiction between being eager to offend and pursuing a hindu or buddhist way - not to shabby.
Massive points for the flowing "home-made mandala
Wallpaper"