Dustin_eXile

Umm before we start I need to say that these works are copyright, not because I'm a greedy capitalistic pig, but because I once had someone steal a significant portion of my work and claim it as thier own. I came out on top, but only after I found where I had had 2 of the peices published before thier copyright claim and therefore could prove that the works were in fact mine. Not going through it again!!!

Well enjoy.

Dustin_eXile

Cat’s Cradle

Jesus and John Lennon bicker bitterly
over who is bigger, better
the greatest trendsetter in the
red black and blue of our nation
battered and bruised by the
domestic economic terrorism
of credit cards and student loans
Jesus armed with his wine
John’s arms filled with his heroin.
argue long nights and days
about the failings of fathers
who abandon our daughters
leaving the burden on our mothers
to make men of our baby brothers
but our mothers are only babies playing house
when they really just want to play
get drunk with Jesus
or junk with Lennon
until days fade into a mid morning haze

But right now, I'm missing her
more than any of that matters
she is 400 dollars flying
22 hours driving
33 seconds dialing
and 2 days by rail
away
and even if we met half way
we are still separated by
2 hellos
2 goodbyes
6 apologies
1 I love you
and 3 microns of latex
but she, we are unimportant
like the starving, the aging, the poor
we are not precious or priority
easily dispatched
quickly forgotten
nameless in the ages
absent from history's pages
lost in oblivion

The mothers are dividing
and their children are siding and their children are siding and their children are siding
between the Automatic Lennon Addicts
and the manic Jesus fanatics
planning battle tactics
ready to go to war
They'd let bygones be bygones
if they knew what a bygone were
but would they let bystanders be bystanders
if bystanders were; me we and her
innocent, in love and unconcerned
with the raising of swords
the gathering of hoards
the exchange of venomous words
these Lennonites and Christophites
prepare for the fight
inintiating an era of violent retribution
the evolution of the revolution

while we are content to simply be in love.

Dustin_eXile

Here. Now

I can hear her breathing
Heart beating
bump bump, bump bump
slow beause she is sleeping
perhaps she is dreaming
I wonder what she is seeing
because I have trouble sleeping
even when I feel fatigue creeping

without sleep there is no dreaming
without dreams there is no waking
without waking there is no living
and without living there is only dying

so I am dying next to her
and when I am found they will only say
"he died in her sleep"
that I was there when she awoke
eyes open but not waking
eyes closed but not sleeping
and I would say to her
"Good morning, I am dead"

Dustin_eXile

The Gap

One million mocking miles and counting
its this distance that makes the heart go ponder
that the great technological revolution has failed we
because absence and the gap
cannot be bridged
by Edison’s electronics
…please leave a message at the sound of the tone…
thus the gap grows, crackling

Analog facsimulations of voices
haunt the night
lovers, ghosts drifting aimlessly
nearer to oblivion
always saying “goodbye”
and the gap cannot be bridged
by Tesla’s Technologies
…please leave a message at the sound of the tone…

Dustin_eXile

Complication

Piece of the part that once was one
Now divided but together yet still less than the greater sum
Broken total co relational shards
Shattering tattering emotional hearts
Just as one increased by one is paramount to one
But one increased by one increased by one amounts to none
Supposing for consequence sake some numericals in a sequence state
One raised by two makes three like I and you make we
And one followed by two leading three steps to four
Like I and you and he or she makes we be no more.
This complication is accepted and true--- expected
Thus simplicity dances with synergies connected
Foundations crumble from our small monuments erected.
There the equation defies solution for souls unprotected
Faithfully follow the path that fate has selected

Let just be
F
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I
End.
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vonstalhein

Good shit man. I was sure i followed the link to here you posted on my thread some time ago...either way, it's definitely of a high standard. I suppose to be expected if you've been published. Do some more, read some more of mine while you're at it if you like!

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