Wednesday, September 8, 2010

What To Wear To A Banquet

Yves Doe Pastel with salt and love: LOVE LOVE MURDERER MURDERER





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The enemy must be fought is a protean beast

Who leaped like a tidal wave from inside the soul
Dodge, dodge, annihilates all

the onslaught of reason

F ish mind as the harmattan ravaged caravan
Disperse boldness like dunes in the storm

Reduces the frail hope in dust like a termite

The pyramid is the proud home to his pregnant ego

Yield stone by stone the breath of this monster volatile
Beware hasty minds to publish the venomous curse

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point blame for the abuses that took that love

For this formidable warrior has no competitor in its size
There is this huge earthquake that shatters everything in its fangs sickening

Q

hen love me grabbed me by the collar and lifted off the ground

Was I not just taken down into the horrible whirlpool
My breathing was a long and terrible choking

D

years a world of fragments I was looking for my scrap

I was the mad sorcerer blurring the dross of its magic
I was the executioner, the victim was distracted, lost

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was alone engaged in my punishment, the murderer of my Elected

I killed as birth, as fans ripped
My reason comes to nothing and my love to be cursed.

Yves Doe Pastel

http://yvesuntelpastel.blogspot.com


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