tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15340457711520298972012-02-16T01:28:18.301-08:00 Sti9nskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10037357970786255502noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534045771152029897.post-25515230945055650472009-04-02T13:56:00.000-07:002009-04-10T14:42:53.525-07:00The Unconsious by name<br />yet no humans<br />sane humans<br />knows its name<br />We all travel to its<br />world<br />same world<br />we dream in<br />There is no Sandman<br />as keeper<br />or demons<br />or angels<br />Just us visitors<br />enlightened or sane<br /><br /><br /><br />July 2007<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534045771152029897-2551523094505565047?l=twistedrealityinpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> Sti9nskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10037357970786255502noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534045771152029897.post-11434837713809431842009-04-01T13:40:00.000-07:002009-04-01T13:51:33.051-07:00Globally<br />hopefully<br />children pleads<br />Why can't they have their<br />world back?<br />No answers in the wind<br />but the voice of Bono<br />prayers from the local priest<br />and roars from the beasts<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JVv_j5JTPI/SdPTMYkfOfI/AAAAAAAAAI4/kmK1fQHYYzU/s1600-h/paidgirl.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JVv_j5JTPI/SdPTMYkfOfI/AAAAAAAAAI4/kmK1fQHYYzU/s400/paidgirl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319827794562071026" /></a>Cunningly<br />hopefully<br />a whore pleads<br />Why can't she have her <br />money back?<br />No answers, only sins<br />of lowlifes and heroes<br />due payments from the local priest<br />and violence of the beasts<br /><br />Warcries<br />Meaningless<br />I turn off the tv<br />I turn on some music<br />Dina Washington is drinking again<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />March 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534045771152029897-1143483771380943184?l=twistedrealityinpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> Sti9nskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10037357970786255502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534045771152029897.post-15270938237926501592009-03-23T09:42:00.001-07:002009-03-23T09:42:57.594-07:00Dirty<br />Rotten<br />Forgotten<br />Forsaken<br />Taken<br />Dirt<br />Dust<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />March 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534045771152029897-1527093823792650159?l=twistedrealityinpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> Sti9nskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10037357970786255502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534045771152029897.post-87051458575201353812009-03-23T09:40:00.000-07:002009-03-23T09:41:21.037-07:00Be gone he said<br />I'm in love she said<br />Beheaded it all<br />with words without promise<br />It was truthfully she said<br />All in vain <br />the love was dead<br />At least for him<br />after all<br />it was his head<br />his heart <br />his love<br />All in disguise<br />to hide the pain<br /><br /><br /><br />March 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534045771152029897-8705145857520135381?l=twistedrealityinpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> Sti9nskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10037357970786255502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534045771152029897.post-18867203934032972162009-03-23T09:37:00.000-07:002009-03-23T09:40:01.569-07:00Mankind or not so kind<br />Questionable and so on<br />while looking behind<br />the fence<br />the wall<br />the hill<br />since no one answer<br />or ever mind<br /><br /><br /><br />March 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534045771152029897-1886720393403297216?l=twistedrealityinpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> Sti9nskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10037357970786255502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534045771152029897.post-74587326744449155422009-03-23T09:16:00.001-07:002009-03-23T09:43:30.450-07:00Look into my heart &<br />define my destiny<br />Look around &<br />define the jealousy<br />Backstabbers everywhere<br />(including me)<br />always forgiven, but<br />never forgotten<br />I wonder how the<br />lost souls can survive<br />still being rotten<br /><br /><br />Look into my heart &<br />define my future<br />Look around &<br />define the torture<br />devils victorious screaming<br />(for the war, for sure)<br />Always forsaken but<br />never heartaching<br />at least in their eyes<br />already they know they<br />have won the war<br />because all the souls<br />have already been taken<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />January 1999<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534045771152029897-7458732674444915542?l=twistedrealityinpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> Sti9nskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10037357970786255502noreply@blogger.com0