5. "Poem in the Loosest Sense of the World"75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4XAyjK7OZH
This is the last message let endless runnings come and begone as we unbox several ancient artifacts which will serve as our evidence of this loose world and how it comes undone when one wills it so and how so our world is still and a poem can be created from such a loose sense of a world I have put it off and dissociated because I am afraid afraid of the sense of this world our world has been split into words so many times it is now impossible to make sense of trying to read all of the poems in the world exchange a new line for a tab key and all is fixed quicker this way I will get through all of the poetry ever written and then at the end I may feel justified but I will die and this is my gift my poem in this strange placeas follows: there is a central theme to all these works innocence losing itself (in a sense) innocence of the world in the running order there are 3 the first is of strength rebecoming weakness in this sense it is unique the second is the innocence in older adults and the third is actually three but all of the new adult there is also a hidden fourth which is only brief and will be discussed first it is a minute glimpse into the moment when one who has gained a defense is reduced back to the first unarmed and nude ... . 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnKAcJrTC4O
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But first is the birth second is the death third is the one which Jesus smiles on we move along along wasn’t that fun wasn’t that groovy silent audienceonly the clacking sounds up until now there is nothing inside and I am out in the cold and damp and dark and rain Summer won’t you let me in there is frost forming on the night but right we’re right back to the rightless half who we just love to prey on don’t we don’t we don’t we now settle all for the next stage: I’ve decided to take the first of the thirds and play that out before the first aren’t I just a special snowflake? now, on with this picture, this gonna be a ride! 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJxi2tFPqNg
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Which is where I make a little a little bit of a loose sense interlude how are ya enjoying the showing maybe even more so than the telling? Well all is all lost gone away now but I’m sure if you search until the ends of the earth you’ll find something lying in those pools delight from the word pool spoooool... And now, in the end 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc6IEwv53mI
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and now no more now never again there be a now 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5pFXAah3t4
Doe 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRsDgsVF0h3
Dibby Doe 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxl5uyQGtyW
Doe-do dibby dee dibby dee doe 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡICZNJARwpG
I make plans and execute 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7xiIEZo2X8
At my will and my conscience 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH91fSSjUOU
Completing timetables are my days gone 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo08M1kN42u
Finishing off assignments is not what I’m doing now 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1EbNP4VQnF
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Buried in the dark grey winter 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaVXdYFXhXX
I’ve hurried back to the same old habits 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuitadRkZP6
And put on a monk’s loincloth 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ84Nj8oURWA
And danced around in Camelot 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQN6TbrkPoK
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I got the gist quickly of third and got the fuck out some perverted something or other none of this is real all that follows is just smut on smut now sorry to all you literats I feel awfully weak 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS7kqdWVRR3
All is lost 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXFnqNqhujD
All is lost 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEVCjME3Hi0
All is lost 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4ry5fNUs1Q
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All is lost 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq779CnEC3D
Everything gone weak 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCmPMxa9JP7
Awful weak week 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW6PI1KQN8F
All is lost 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXFc8Z9Kp0V
Where am I 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXwbHrekUpW
I’ve found a new 3 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo3cYCAaqIw
I have deformed this poem into pure smut. 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYtQd1cxqgr
What it always was going to be. What it always will be.75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxMkZ1iexzn
All is gained All is gained All is agained again.75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZGX70EZWGO
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Sons of the silent age...all lost but wha for not lost...now allgone way down the pipes...greetings repitions crocodiles...all just blanks follow...brain tries to assemble meanings too quick...then...gone again...copy, paste, repeat...repet again to again and Dr.Phillip breeds forth new theories...I’m alone away in bed now...imagine confessing everything to my father...being drunk and yet explaining how I’d been at an AA meeting...such nice people...only tempted me all the more...make sense from these keys clacking... 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7pQB5E2xzr
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But a son comes of age nearly 10000 words coming of age NICE punning Joyce and now I am lying down blwoing smoke from my cigarette 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3yFMxUfdXD
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Little whisper smoke signs that you’ll never get 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4P1mjdY9iz
I'm lying down 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrQSpcf5tpc
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And that was all that was his story or rather her story as was legally known unknown as much as nobody had yet heard the full word and it was yet an incomplete word without much purpose to anyone but it must be continued or else everyone will die out75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHUs3EOsHjx
6. "Nightmare Play"
[Scene: a table dimly lit. 4 large wide candles placed symmetrically on it. A hammer and gun are within a drawer in the table, hidden from audience. The rest of stage is pitch black. A man enters stage left. He walks to the table, stops, looks around, opens drawer, stops, looks around, opens it, takes out hammer, closes it, he takes a box of matches out of his pocket and lights the first candle. He pauses and stares into the flame. 10 seconds. Then he smashes the candle with the hammer. Then he moves on to the second candle and lights it. He stares at it for 10 seconds again. Smashes it with hammer. He uses his arm to wipe the smashed wax off the table. He lights the third candle. A door down stage left opens, a bright yellow light illuminating the room within. A silhouetted figure stands in the entrance. The man opens the drawer, startled, looks around, takes out the gun, closes the drawer, startled, looks around. He places the gun on the table. He smashes the third candle with the hammer. Collapses down on front of table. Coughs. Exhausted suddenly. Stands back up. He lights the fourth candle, throws the box of matches away stage right. The figure in the doorway approaches the table and the man suddenly sees it. He is shocked. Takes gun to head. Hesitates. Stares from the figure to the flame. The figure wears a black sheet. It bends down and the man’s gaze switches to the candle. The figure blows the candle out and the man dies instantly, the gun and hammer falling to the floor. The figure lifts the black sheet from itself to reveal that it is also the man and throws the sheet over the corpse. It exits stage right. After a few moments, the man shrouded in the black sheet stands up and exits through the yellow glowing doorway. 10 more seconds. Lights down.]75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVTyKtoBHHc
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7. "Where have all my Gods gone?"75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2pNSO1qcEv
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Who will listen to my song now? Where have all my Gods gone off to now? Who is speaking now? Your fate is concealed by others’ disinterest And your path is hidden by a moving house of leaves Your long struggle buried by the body of a woman Raped and bloody, falling into the pit Which you spent your life digging. I am led back around to nihilism And the sky darkens and the clouds don’t open up The sun is shining and I close the blinds and close my eyes But not even this dark is enough And I must fall ever deeper down the grave. I am digging this grave to serve me my life And it is all too tempting not to now jump in But it is too shallow and Jumping in now I will be thrashed by the rage Of weather. Imagine all your life and ending, Comprised in 8 images, The first a normal day and you smile The second you cringe and bring up limp fists in defense The third you try to stay on to life and cringe again The fourth you feel the cord around your neck and the life fading The fifth to eighth is now you at all now, but some corpse, Freshly killed, flopping around the bed, half nude, And face finally at rest, you feel nothing and no pain And fall no longer. 75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWGazu6Hm3l
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First, he came in the night to reap you away from this plane And then his followers came when he had failed When he had done everything truly in his power to save you But you could not listen and pressed deeper He gave you the one chance to be let free and you said Hand me my shovel. The night has gone and come And gone and come and gone again. So there is none left now And you have no bargaining chips to leave this river now You are swirling around in a field of emptiness You reach out and touch nothing and feel nothing Holding nothing which can never return to form Dry white light edging through a window Just enough to know you’re not dead And a bird screaming as if dying so you know Some part of you is still alive. But this could be a shade and sliver of the false place you so now inhabit. This false place does carry audio Sharp sounds and dull music, repetitive loops of what’s come before What will come after Ever and ever.75Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiXbxLbASDS
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