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As the two beasts meet by ~archmagesynok:iconarchmagesynok:

Categories Literature > Poetry > Urban > Open


As the two beasts meet
In this concrete jungle
They lock eyes,
A high stakes staring contest,
Often the loser dies in bloody violence
Both body and soul,
The white eyed beast slows to stop
And growls, fiercely and continuous
Waiting for the red eyed demon
To react
They both know to move another inch
Could bring death
A death of utter annoyance
To the animals around,
Just another corpse to walk around
On their way back to their nest
Their burrow
Cave
Hunting ground
Meal
Villa
Mansion
Orphanage,
Knowing his loss
The red eyed beast concedes
By closing his eyes
Exposes green scales
As white eyes passes going about his business
He feels no joy
He knows he'll lose eventually
And that will be it,
All of it.
©2009-2010 ~archmagesynok
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Author's Comments

An odd thought while sitting at a red light about 2am. Written for Napowrimo, trying to cure my writers block by forcing out all the bad poetry. :) Enjoy.

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=saffyre-onyx Apr 14, 2009, 7:54:05 PM
(Shh, I'm not actually here 'cause I quit, and when you quit you don't lurk in the corner of your friend's page, reading poetry)

This isn't bad poetry. I liked it quite a bit. It has some truth to it. We don't see death for what it is. We see it as an inconvenience, or as something to gawk at. I'm thinking of Tool's "Vicarious" as I type this, of course.
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~archmagesynok Apr 15, 2009, 5:01:14 AM
well thank you non existant person who I am not writing to cuz your not here at all.

I just can't get my thoughts down very well, it just feels badly expressed to me. Stupid writers block is not preventing ideas, just decent ways to present them. It's an icky feeling, like I lost the talent for writing i once had.

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The voice that pierces deep into my chest is like a never-ending cheer.
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=saffyre-onyx Apr 15, 2009, 2:40:26 PM
I feel the same way -- about both poetry and prose. I have soooooo many ideas, but getting them out of my head is a sloppy and painful process, like two Khajiit having sex for the first time. Did you know the males have spikey, barbed penises?
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~archmagesynok Apr 15, 2009, 8:59:38 PM
Though I won't go into an explanation, I did know that... Speaking of which I was just playing Morrowind about 2 hours ago, they really need to remake that.

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The voice that pierces deep into my chest is like a never-ending cheer.
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