March 22, 2019

Poems!

From While I Breath, I Hope. by David E. Bauguess

Transcription

Come!
Sit with me if you dare
Within the heart of madness
Ponder the complexities of life
with all its bitter strife

And with the razor's metallic rap
upon the cold and bloody floor
in the rhythmic beat of our blood
as it tops out its last tune
upon death's door
Let us slip calmly into the stillness

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10/2018

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On the Horizon

How loud doth the heart beat
bloody and torn in the depths of darkness
How close and intimate the hungry ghost
hauntingly, they feed upon the soul
The mind—such a bloody mess

Chaotic are life's rivers—
cold and void of love
Bitter is the razor's cold sting
soothing euphoria
as life's essence glows from
your wrist
Sadly, there's no help from above

And where doth love and death hide?
Where goes the heat of thine soul
the colour from thine porcelain skin
In whom do we confide?

Innocence no longer exists
Purity a myth of the past
blood flows with its coppery scent
that salty specter of life—
Death so hard to resist

And on the horizon of tomorrow
darkness awaits
Silently, eagerly anticipating
Our demise—
life so full of sorrow

The mist of breath escapes our
tender and waiting lips—
As the light fades
from tearful and anxious eyes

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10/2018

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