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Sunday, June 12, 2011

the calling

tally ho,
and away i go,
delving into the cream
of my twisted
cerebellum.
from the moment of open eyes,
out of the canal,
the rhythm,
beat,
eight oh eight kick
that propelled me
was out of sync.
two score and seven
dance the jig
dubbed confusion~
a tight little step
which calls on
spectral visits
long since forgotten.
RRRIIING...
it's your pathetic life calling.
RRRIIING...
answer,demons can't dial~
or can they?
hello?
black suited
messiahs,
from a messianic mind,
present themselves
in leather and lace.
their search has ended~
upon me they place the mantle
of multiple gifts.
my eyes burn,head pounds
as the installation
is completed.
...now hardwired for delivery.
singed wire,
hanging lifeless in my presence,
contradict my beliefs,
yet onward shall my march
to immortality continue.
an afterglow~
turn thy face
for he is
the one.

9 comments:

  1. Reads like a stream-of-conscious, paranormal journey with personality. Very well done, wurdz. Good stuff

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  2. "demons can't dial"

    I'm going to remember that!

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  3. dude, greqat flow and word play through out...this has some nice grit to it as well...and mysticism in the bestowing of gifts in a rather techno way...

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  4. very powerful imagery, of demons creating havoc in ones mind thanks for sharing x

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  5. Dustus said my thoughts exactly.. this popped and rocked , in & out of my mind. Great take on the prompt!

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  6. Hoo, paranormal journey of the nth kind here wurdz, really suspensfujl, really enjoyed the sitting on the edge of my seat to see what comes next!

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  7. Thanks, Wurdz. Fantastic take-off on the prompt.

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  8. Well done. The jagged edges of the words give it a staccato-like feel.

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