The Jung And The Restless

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Liar
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Provide 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

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LeBrozLeBrozover 16 years ago
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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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WickedEveWickedEveover 19 years ago
clever title

and a poem filled with original, fantastic phrases.

My Erotic TaleMy Erotic Taleover 19 years ago
the tung...

...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!

BooMerengueBooMerengueover 19 years ago
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"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!

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