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You are viewing the most recent 20 entries October 28th, 2009June 26th, 2009: Al Khem- Silver WARNING: POETRY This is not really an indication of my mental state. Its just a damn good poem. I’m not trying to say anything other than “I make intense sounding rhymes.” ( Read more... ) Tags: poetry February 18th, 2009: Al Khem: One Five Six An Ode to Terminus: Our Lady of Abominations, whose embrace is annihilation. Warning: Poetry ( Read more... ) Tags: poetry December 31st, 2008: Al Khem- The Ascent of Istar Warning: Poetry ( Read more... ) Current Music: lake of fire- the meat puppets November 12th, 2008: Al Khem- The Ascent of Istar Warning: Poetry As the Lady of Love passes the Lady of the Underworld… (or as venus comes into conjunction with Pluto, lest I confuse my audience…) ( Read more... ) Current Location: 459 Charlotte Current Mood: ah! Current Music: Dusty Springfield- Take another piece of my heart October 15th, 2008: Al Khem: The Wrath of Joy WARNING: Poetry ( Read more... ) Current Location: 459 charlotte Current Mood: horny. all too horny Current Music: Dusty Springfield- Wishin' and Hopin' September 23rd, 2008: Al Khem: G.O.S. warning: poetry ( Read more... ) Current Location: the Rogue Current Mood:  excitedSeptember 10th, 2008: Al Khem- the Castle WARNING: Poetry beware... kudos if you can spot the homage ( Read more... ) Tags: poetry August 1st, 2008: Al Khem- Unspeakable Love Warning: Poetry to My Adonai Exalted Whose Heart's Yearning Teaches Ecstasy (with live flowers and dead babies) ( Read more... ) Tags: poetry May 29th, 2008: Al Khem- True Story The night was black as bad luck cats and distant thunder roared she wandered through my visions hated and adored a thousand little bees were buzzing in my brain I was high on LSD drinking mouthwash in the rain a thousand little shadows flashed like daggers in the dome locked in deadly battle beneath the vaulted throne their storm swallowed the light like a swiftly surging snake it was a nightmare of a fight but I was still awake I read the violence like a book and there between the lines a little worm writhed on my hook a little light did shine and like a little moth she did a little dance she writhed and squirmed and twist and turned and unbuckled my pants and when she took the bait I took a little time to contemplate her fate and wonder what was mine I checked the book of life and I found both our names I wondered at the knife I thought her life would claim I decided I was crazy but love was in my heart love always betrays me though and leaves me in the dark then shining in the bad luck night came stars white as cocaine so I listened to my conscience because it knew my name which I had long forgotten in the madness and the heat my heart and mind were rotton my body was just meat so what had I to lose? there is no because Will is free to choose to kill more than my buzz in three days I awoke alone the vision girl was gone but who rolled back the stone? did I do something wrong? What I’ll say is this: though reason rules rhyme it’s overturned with just kiss from these lips of mine Tags: poetry March 14th, 2008: Al Khem- cry of the modern man Let us fear our hunger, and feast until the blood runs from our splitting sides let us have desperate intimacy under the shadow of pornography let’s have smoke without fear and fuck without desire and bring woman to her knees and breed fitting brides let us have reckless complacency and ruthless cacophony let us kill silence and explode our holy men in a gasoline minefield then, perhaps, we might finally stamp this intolerable humanity this war this love this sadness this hunger this fight that will not end this thing that will not rest out of existence with the spiked boot of our concerned compassion please, God, save our civilization from our humanity Current Location: the Rogue January 20th, 2008: Al Khem: Solve Warning: poetry. This lyric was eventually spun into several other, totally separate pieces, so the attentive reader might recognize a line or two here or there... ( Read more... ) Tags: poetry January 15th, 2008December 22nd, 2007: Al Khem: The Castle Warning: Lovecraft-inspired emo-poetry. To the disinterested, I must add a "go fuck yourself," for it is my sacred duty. When I took my first oath, four years ago, I lost the most important thing in my world. When I took another oath, two weeks ago, it suddenly started to come back to me. I don't know if it will, or if this is just a terrible tease. Regardless, here are my feelings on the matter. ( Read more... ) Current Mood: duh... I wonder... December 13th, 2007December 7th, 2007: Al Khem 1 3 1 Warning: Poetry ( Read more... ) Current Location: Salem! Current Mood: odd November 18th, 2007September 29th, 2007: Al Khem WARNING: poetry It takes me a long time to finish a song/poem. I've been working on some of them for ten years now. These ones are about five years old, so I've certainly posted versions of them somewhere (maybe here, maybe not, can't remember) before. The other day, however, one of my favorites revealed the means by which I could perfect it in a flash. I post it here, with two others that compliment it, because its re-write has realized the true essence of the lyric I was originally trying to put forth. I find that this happens with every perfect song. I am a compulsive editor, but there is a sense of finality which I get sometimes that indicates to me that the books are closed on this particular piece of work. I have that sense about Venomous Empty... ( Read more... ) Tags: poetry September 14th, 2007: Sexual Revolution- the Seed of Fear In the Prince, Machiavelli makes a claim which caught my attention the other day. I wish I could say that it was because I was reading the Prince, but sadly that book has been packed away, so I am forced to paraphrase. “Because the two can hardly exist simultaneously, it is better to be feared than loved.” Or words to that effect. But what’s this? Can’t love and fear exist simultaneously? I think that if we look behind what motivates many of the psychological impulses, libidinous connections, and neurotic repression that Freud talks about in his analysis of the mind, we discover that fear is a necessary component of love. This is rooted in the awakening of the sexual instincts in early childhood... ( Read more... ) Current Location: thorburn ct Current Music: warrent- sometimes she cries March 31st, 2007 |
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