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Random Poem:

Words In A Slow Time
heraclitus

Sometimes they flow out rapidly
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Unjoined uncrossed unhindered from the shallow laws of life
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What are they?
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Trash of my soul?
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A heart torn asunder of its own misgivings
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A body blown apart of its own greed (and greed it was indeed)
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What is this river, this unabated torrent of words drowning in fetid desire
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Tis like an unstoppable perpetuity
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(No tis the trash of they soul, the garbage, the rejection)
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I am torn
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I am reborn
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I am dead again
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Do you search for order here?
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Perhaps a reasonable word
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Perhaps a line a rule a symmetry
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There is none
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Only my trashing empty soul
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Spewing words, disorderly, obstinate, ineluctable, inappropriate words
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(It is the trash of your soul)
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Why do you look at me?
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Why do I ask questions?
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Why do I live on?
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When I died that sultry night in the arms of my lover
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When I lied to her and she lied to me
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And we slept together for the last time
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Why do you look at me?
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Why do I consume myself
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In that selfish agony of irreplaceable
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Love, that consuming fiery master
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My soul is burnt and my broken unordered
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Words scream a tale of bro-
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ken words driven away
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(For it is the trash of my soul)
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Only my soulless eyes
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Do now look back
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Stop this madness
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Stop this world
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Maybe living is not here anymore
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Maybe the only way
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Is the way  that takes me away.
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(For it is the trash of soul
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Hidden from the world)
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Adieu
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