Epic poem installment number 1

Jun 06, 2005 15:30

I have decided to express the stories within me as part of an epic poem, which I will periodically update to this so called "livejournal" whenever I fucking feel like it. As of now, I plan for 158 installment of varying length and size. As for why I haven't updated recently, I was so fucking sick of shit that I couldn't deal with it, until I discovered Buddhism, which is basically like, fuck that shit. Or is that Taoism? Or, in Taoism, is it that you don't fuck any shit? I don't even fucking care, I'm so fucking laid back. Fuck. And now, my music....oh, but before I begin I would like to thank the god that is Freddy Mercury for inspiring me with his jesus-like oddessey, Bohemian Rhapsody. I could listen to that song 500,000,000,000,000,000,000 times and still not even fucking understand what the fuck was going on cause thats how fucking deep it is.

I stand
Under blackness made blacker by the utter absence of anything resembling what humans term
"light"
Nothing illuminates EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!
Because it can't?
Will I ever again be touched in an inappropriate manner by the stars?
Because that would be awesome?

There is nothing
I am alone in a void created by society
I wander for millenia, consumed by time
And I think
Seriously, what the fuck?

Will I ever again be gently prodded in the back of the neck right about where your head and neck meet but not exactly the nape of the neck kinda more head than neck its really hard to describe but if you were standing here I could show you by dancers who metaphorically resemble various celestial objects?
Happiness is elusive, like a majestic wildebeast
Or an ewok
Evading storm troopers

When ewoks catch storm troopers
They crush their skulls
And devour the tender meat within
Their tiny eyes gleaming
Silent killers of the night

Storm troopers are like
Society
Ewoks are like
God

Except there is no god
Don't pray in my school and
I won't
Burn down your house
Fag

Will I ever again be able to see my true love's face
As she is hit
By a bus?
I hope so!

Will I ever again be molested by a galaxy?
As the dancers
Starving to death
Realize that
When you're anorexic
Even people taste good

My vaginal wings tremble at your-
Continued next time.
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