

Look For MeLook for me in the swellings of ancient tides, or Salted and scent-marked among the popping foam. Stare at every wave the world rudely shifted awake, But watch for me alone.Look For Me
Look for me in the thinning forests, above in the
sun-cracked lap of the vanishing elder trees. You may find a deserted warmth amid the aged branches But put no faith in these.
Search for me in a sharply melted mountain crevasse
Or the echo of my haunting in the trenches of the vales. Trample the weeds and walk the thickets of feral wheat, Though not long my sails.
Rummage the r


A ReminderRemind my love, though she be not here, That as a clumsy glass-maker she has Dropped my delicate suffering (idle thing!) And shattered the bits so finely that, rather than set To mending, ever cruelly she sweeps them past noticing.A Reminder
Remind my love, thought she be ever far, That as the hardened smith has she fire-fused My heart with corrupted iron and in desperate spite of My sharp breaths by her warmth or fire bled by her tongue, I am
Cold stagnate molten from within and coursed in body throughout.
And lastly, remind my love, though she has gone, She has lost her


ApparitionFar from this place where lies constrict And grasp each breath of word we utter, Where men embody all they fear with relish, Understanding sorrow with disturbing happiness.Apparition
I have felt it, Known the welling up, then fainting gasp Stealing the contentment of my eyes till I
Contempt everything corporeal
Upon the shores of a melting pink sun, where Visions of cankerous toil drown and die, I am liberated by the confusions of shimmering
Visions reshaped within a melancholy beauty.
I have seen it, My head beating in frustration aga


God, I Did Not Love You EnoughGod, I did not love you enough To cower before the cathedrals echo, that tepid voice, Or embrace the fumes of incense, that scorched breath, Nor mold myself by these petty laws, ever creeping prison.God, I Did Not Love You Enough
I do not know you beyond these trappings And so perverse are they with hypocrisy what Logic would induce me in committing such a vice? For I have yet to find a point of tranquil place Equal enough in similar interest (or respect) That we might stand together, united in awe.
And deity sighed: Child, this mutual disregard should be easily forgott
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I might just lose my mind and rob a lace shop.
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I sooooo want to put the title of this article displayed as the link but I don't think you'd appreciate it being on your page like that...or maybe you would.... X3
Remember, Satan never gives up!!
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We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
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We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
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For those of you out of the loop and are quite confused of why in the world there's a DAH-NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!! on your page:
[link]
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My website:
TONY PUCCI
Blog & mp3s of original music:
TP @ MYSPACE
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We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
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