viruses infiltrate my brain
the turmoil comes and goes the brain continues its withdrawal from the
world its fear and broken circuits, these obdurate particles, these
chemical grains come to infiltrate my existence, i will become thing, no
longer speak, every night await death, every night another life is born to
look around, brain and memory gone -:the great-wind cometh and i do not
hear it, the great-sound cometh and i do not see it, i can touch you lord,
i can touch you lord, everything is free in the world, in truth and not in
false demand, they are speaking through me, inside my skull, the particles
clear of phages, dna-rna on the move :i have two viruses and therefore one
of them is eating my brain and i don't expect to have a go of it as a
result, how could it, at night i can hear the gnawing, so far the hearing
hasn't gone, what they call the aural canal, two out of three and already
my chances of senility have increased, all the herpes a to z not to
mention colds flus and other illness, none of the auto-immune but my brain
is shrinking, latest and most up-to-date :percy bysshe percy bysshe:percy
bysshe percy bysshe and mary mary mary
mary, i have two viruses and therefore one of them is eating my brain and
i don't expect to have a go of it as a result, how could it, at night i
can hear the gnawing, so far the hearing hasn't gone, what they call the
aural canal, two out of three and already my chances of senility have
increased, all the herpes a to z not to mention colds flus and other
things, none of the auto-immune but my brain is shrinking, the latest, the
most up-to-date, the turmoil comes and goes the brain continues its
withdrawal from the world its fear and broken circuits, these obdurate
particles, these chemical grains come to infiltrate my existence, i will
become the thing, no longer speak, every night awaiting death, every night
another life is born to look around, brain and memory gone, this is god's
truth and percy's troth
queen's-writ
contracts and consternations
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death i cant escape thee
death thou art behind me
death i cant escape thee
death thou are behind me
death thou dost confound me
death i can't escape thee
death thou dost confound me
death i can't escape thee
death i die in sleep of thee
death thou dost confound me
death i die in sleep of thee
death thou dost confound me
death thou art upon me
death i die in sleep of thee
death thou art upon me
death i die in sleep of thee
death i can't escape thee
death thou art upon me
death i can't escape thee
death thou art upon me
"i can't escape death. it is always there. it troubles my dreams. i find
myself dying. i find myself decaying. my body is my loss. i feel it slip
away. i am confounded. there is nothing i can do."
"little simple romantic poem:
"Country Fire"
"the firebells bray at night;
"the countryside grows chokedly in flame;
"we attempt to flee the holocaust,
"are turned back, from the crossroads, in pain.
"in our dry light and open rafters
"we find reflected only traces
"of our being; aghast, we stare upon ourselves
"in contemplation of our hollow faces.
"from every eave, from every black, charred beam,
"from all burnt corners, all seared broken boards
"that stare exposed, no longer name a room,
"we read our parts, of chattels, not of lords."
"Cain
"Did you know what would be there, among your rotten hills?
"The vileness that destiny has pressed upon you?
"In filth and vengeance, see the crowd that mills,
"The cross upon his brow, the rain of glows!
"His eyes transfixed by spears, he staggers home;
"His claws are torn in blood, and still they come!
"His cracking body, broken teeth with foam,
"Proclaim the bawdy nights, the flow of rum.
"Wenches screaming in a thousand poses,
"Gambling wildly, in all sorts of ruses,
"Returning home to take the ready doses,
"To ease his steady pain and salve his bruises:
"Found bottle on the table, candle in the parlor;
"Knife on the bench and glass in the cupboard;
"Danced in circles with a thousand harlots,
"Feeling tense and turning, burning in the discord!
"His mother good as dead, his father gone,
"His brother in his bed in his dark room--
"He pushed aside the curtains with a groan,
"And in his wild frenzy caught his doom!
"And ours. For who can tell--that mark that lay upon him
"Might yet be our god. And now you know the rest--
"His body smashed, His heart,His eyes gouged out,
"He lies upon the Crossroads, Cain's bequest."
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How Obsession Makes Everything All Right
"This is a paper copy."sire imagine flying without radar into heavy get
the i"This is a paper copy."a of what kyb!npho o kheap o : d "This is a
paper copy."adt!me longer speak, every night await "This is a paper
copy."ath, every night another life is born to become the thing, no longer
speak, every night awaiting "This is a paper copy."ath, every night
"This is a paper copy."ath i cant escape thee
"This is a paper copy."ath thou art behind me
"This is a paper copy."ath i cant escape thee
"This is a paper copy."ath thou are behind me
"This is a paper copy."ath thou dost confound me
"This is a paper copy."ath i can't escape thee
"This is a paper copy."ath thou dost confound me
"This is a paper copy."ath i can't escape thee
"This is a paper copy."ath i die in sleep of thee
"This is a paper copy."ath thou dost confound me
"This is a paper copy."ath i die in sleep of thee
"This is a paper copy."ath thou dost confound me
"This is a paper copy."ath thou art upon me
"This is a paper copy."ath i die in sleep of thee
"This is a paper copy."ath thou art upon me
"This is a paper copy."ath i die in sleep of thee
"This is a paper copy."ath i can't escape thee
"This is a paper copy."ath thou art upon me
"This is a paper copy."ath i can't escape thee
"This is a paper copy."ath thou art upon me
"i can't escape "This is a paper copy."ath. it is always there. it
troubles my dreams. i find "His mother good as "This is a paper copy."ad,
his father gone,
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