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Click hereProvide percussion to get things started1
barter for pressure, build-up, playact
bring on the stabber, oscillate subsonics
where no mnemonics will last
longer than a butterfly's breath
breathless on those backbeats
deliver the juice over red brick sirens
crackling styrofoam hollow hearts
across an ocean of chanting bodies
it's the night of a million sore feet
where finally the dwellers of Luther
can rediscover their reasons
in pagan harmonies mauled
through shaman audio physics
tangible as the blood we taste
like a thunderclap redemption
a daybreak for shackled spirits
almost as whipped through air2
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1in "Steam Pipe" by eagleyez ©2004
2in "Just a little" by echoes_s ©2004
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 36,500 poems.
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...and the restless...grin
witty word wizard...loved alot of those lines
awesome wording...just couldnt quite pull off
what the heck you were saying?
morning shackled by spirts...I remember...
awesome collection of one liners in this poem!
"in pagan harmonies mauled
through shaman audio physics
tangible as the blood we taste"
I've felt this... from Black Sabbath and from Luciano! I'm not really sure how to comment intelligently on a piece like this, but I love it! Thanks!