Falcon2001 Posted October 8, 2002 Report Posted October 8, 2002 Very strange poem, this one, very strange. *Shrugs* Oh well. =============================== Carve into the steel with the sureness of death Rearrange the organic systems to suit your needs Realize that you'll never be a full machine man But stuck in humanity like a bag of flesh Take the knife to the sorcerous skin Feel the pulse of the cold steel Lust for the contained images Engrave yourself into cold metal Linger in the room of death and cold machinery Know your limitations as heaven sighs above Surgical steel on a boiling plate of science You'll never see the dark of day tonight Caress the sharpened knife closely Feel your blood as a curse inside Illuminate the hidden treasury And realize reality hates imagination Your body holds you back to the ground You'll never crawl inside the smooth skin of electrons Feel stainless steel flowing through you like wine Or witness imagination turned to death in an instant Cioden Darkeye Quill-Bearer - The Pen is Mightier than the Sword Owner of the Reply Raven - Enemy to all those who never post responses "Oh my God, I'm LEAKING POETRY!"
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