Matabu

@DarkLordMatabu

I came here to do one thing, and ended up doing another. Standard business. Myself and live in the mind of Matt Morgan. It's a funny place.

Vrijeme pridruživanja: travanj 2013.

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  1. Prikvačeni tweet
    28. sij

    Craig Stone was a God, not that he remembered as much. He had hid himself too well within the crazed village of Graves Atan, where Satan drank in the Devils Toenail, and normality was banned in public. But things had come to remind him of the vast truth.

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    prije 9 sati

    I sold myself for scrap Keeping only my mind And of course my thumbs What kind of life would one have Without thumbs The price was not enough My bones being broken My skin folded I had to add my mind Into the bargain Weighed up the deal In cold steel silence.

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  3. prije 8 sati

    What if I dreamt of songs Which were sung by angels Would that be a death wish? I'm not asking for a friend It's a question mark Which hangs over my bed I watch it Before sleep Before the song begins.

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    prije 14 sati

    A letter long ago, they were flying, a flock of birds, to your big cities, to your big countries, leaving their nestles if you ever see them, tell them old, women and children are dying in hunger- for love, in their nestles. 'tell them please!', the soil beseeches a stranger.

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    A script of deep thaw told the tree rings But what stars the branches saw were equal to the bursts hurts of warring hominids while wind sighs & bird song called for that soft illusive charity called sleep

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  6. prije 9 sati

    I have never asked for much Oh, no, wait. I have asked for much I have begged God & Gods & his wife & their wives I have sacrificed bloody hours Before the frantic altar of need And what have I received? Oh, yes, wait. I have received love & the smiles of goodnight

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    Müde At the coffeehouse someone took your seat, your seat, where you wrote that haiku- damn them, damn the seat takers- so behind a slow Volkswagen, thoughts of Hitler & his driver you search for a bench over by the lake the steam in your cup, all your steam about gone.

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    The fact that I don't matter doesn't rhyme with anything Except Mad Hatter And bloody splatter And pancake batter And, sort of, hillbilly banter So, actually, I'm a big fucking deal I reckon But don't call me late at night I won't talk to you

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    These fantasies come together In some pre ordained collision The millennia of red force Having had no effect at all The time was ever set to now The hot year of truest vision Could not have come any sooner Nor will it leave without satisfaction

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    There is also a fantasy Left back on the bricks Written over crumbling mortar A spell made into art A prophecy in paint Sometimes magic comes true The soul remembers the vial And the ingredients churn Twisting through space time To come together again

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    Frantically we wait For the week to die The week to start For the next episode of lust For the last bill The next payment For the road to clear The sky to clear For cold hands of angels To reach back for us All the while The mother of time Laughs from her rocking chair

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    3. velj

    Don't let them rope you in to their fantasy of control. Right now, you're stripped down of your skin and your flesh invites strings from above. Pull that razor from your heart and cut them down. You are your own and not even the heavens can take you.

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    prije 22 sata

    We know you hate life It's nothing but a crime You can stay locked in darkness For the rest of your life But we have to tell you There is a fifty-foot high monster Down at the bottom of your garden And it's feeding on your lost moments of time

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    prije 17 sati

    Spitting poison Like a terrific horror They eat wasps While playing violent roses Just as old hours Bleed too late One mysterious shadow Weeps over the madness of angels

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    prije 12 sati

    Tears make good berries Caught as they get Between emotions and seasons Beautifully crafted in silver And touched with blues Of all memories And also available in red Dressed with the frantic laughter Of my hospitable madness

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    Dropping noise that I shouldn't dip scratching my heel on a bath tub stop sinking into a stinker a day I'd like to edit all common sense to be abandoned no frantic repairs so try the opposite these runaway hours don't allow thinking we're eating fries tonight

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    Empty souls Turned Inside-out upside-down They rattle With unspent dreams Of love and loss And For the smallest one A kiss That never was

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    prije 21 sat

    Just past the crater On the other side of that forest Miles beyond those lakes Through mountains and over hills Across oceans then deserts You might find someone Who knows where the hell we are 194

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    prije 23 sata

    Heart scream on the tip of twilight. Like restless sand rolled in the desert. I drive the storm out, Keep moving forward leave behind the shadows dark past. knock on heaven's door which exists, bumpy amidst the mirage. I am sorry , good bye .

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    Did you notice? The loss of birds The broken-hearted On bare branches Rare murmurations Did you look up? When the stars Blinked out, No starlings To take their place The dotless darkness Were you ? As day broke With a flickering flicker And our light Went out

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