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Some poems. That I wrote In Character while playing an Anarch poet in a Vampire LARP. Years ago.
ADDICTION
Cringing lapdogs.
Prim and proper monkeysuits.
Hulking brutal thugs.
All begging for the sweet nectar.
What price second rate Immortality.
A person's pride.
Their sanity.
Their soul.
Anything for the sweet red wine.
Forced love. Willing rape.
Freely will slavery be chosen.
Whip the dog. Beat the dog. Spurn it for another.
And still it crawls to lick up the fallen drops of Immortality.
HYPOCRISY
Hiding behind masks of lies.
A wolf in a three piece suit.
Monsters using civil words.
Explain away your falsehoods.
Hypocrites dancing on a rope of excuses.
Love us. Believe us. We speak truth.
Lord and witch and artist run the show.
What voice given to the wild man.
To the freak.
To the lunatic.
Hypocrites striding on the road of lies.
Their will their own.
No one controls their thoughts. Their beliefs.
They are not a puppet for the destroyer.
They can act beyond the urges of the blood.
Hypocrites pretending to have free will.
They can beat Me but not eat Me.
The honeytongued Queen will not cage me.
I must remain myself.
Free of the hypocrites with their masks of lies.
ADDICTION
Cringing lapdogs.
Prim and proper monkeysuits.
Hulking brutal thugs.
All begging for the sweet nectar.
What price second rate Immortality.
A person's pride.
Their sanity.
Their soul.
Anything for the sweet red wine.
Forced love. Willing rape.
Freely will slavery be chosen.
Whip the dog. Beat the dog. Spurn it for another.
And still it crawls to lick up the fallen drops of Immortality.
HYPOCRISY
Hiding behind masks of lies.
A wolf in a three piece suit.
Monsters using civil words.
Explain away your falsehoods.
Hypocrites dancing on a rope of excuses.
Love us. Believe us. We speak truth.
Lord and witch and artist run the show.
What voice given to the wild man.
To the freak.
To the lunatic.
Hypocrites striding on the road of lies.
Their will their own.
No one controls their thoughts. Their beliefs.
They are not a puppet for the destroyer.
They can act beyond the urges of the blood.
Hypocrites pretending to have free will.
They can beat Me but not eat Me.
The honeytongued Queen will not cage me.
I must remain myself.
Free of the hypocrites with their masks of lies.
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Date: 2005-02-11 10:44 pm (UTC)Oh the Humanity!
oh the Angst!
To ploddel along
through this evil place.
Indulging the fruitflies
and the Effanifancies.
Oh the Angst!
Oh the Humanity!
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Date: 2005-02-12 08:20 am (UTC)