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This Is Mykael eagleton-mize' Very Own Special Section!!!
Date: Thu, 10 Jan 2002 11:11:03 -0500 (EST)
mykael eagleton mize
....just storys of a stranger borne
into a strange world n' the way it leaves scars
like some crazy road map upon the flesh.
Sun, 16 Dec 2001 21:45:21 +1100 21Mar01-1151AM)
From: "mykael eagleton-mize"
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WHEN WE WERE LEGEND:
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I drink the liquid thunder
that drains from your fiery fury
the salt of your sweat
drives my
thirst
for
more
for
more
of the
urgent pressing
of
your
hardness
against
my
own hunger
the sweet bitter scream
of
every
cell
corpuscle
molecule
and
muscle
to
unite
to
entertwine with thine
sends lightning flashes
flying
from
this military tango
of
seething flesh
enmeshed
in
a battle
of
ecstatic give
and
frantic take
as we
dip
and
dive
and
swim
in
perfect time
in
the
genetic pool
yet because we both are with the same polar charge
we disturb it not.
Wearing
the cuffs
of
submission
and the
chains
of
devotion
I kneel before thee
my thunder one
I trace
the
bolt shaped line
with
my
tongue
that begins
below
your navel
and
extends
up to
your
solar plexus
and when you turn me to lay face down
you are so tender
when you turn me to lay
you are so gentle
but
as I begin to form
the
perfect fit
I drink the liquid thunder
that drains from your fiery fury
and
the salt
of
your
sweat
drives my
thirst
for more
for
more
of
the
urgent
pressing
of
your
hardness
against
my own hunger.
(c) mykael eagleton mize/ 2001/ QuickSand Ballet
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ps: Virgo,
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Scorpion midheaven and
BOTH Venus and Mars
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no wonder im such a F@#$% mess
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(c) A mykael eagleton mize/ 2001/ QuickSand Ballet
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Friday Hurts
============
Friday night
is the most painful
the sound of someones laughter
off in the summer night
while my telephone crys silently
dusty in its corner
I sit frozen
I could do this or thus
I remain frozen halfway in another world
where I dont hear fast cars
full of fun lovers
blasting by
Friday
is the most sacred night
for all solemn supplicants
tonight the rule is
to stay on my bare knees
until they bleed into the sisel welcome mat
and
maybe by midnight
I'll find atonement
for always being by myself
for always taking up space
for feeling left with nothing to give
nor any reason left to live
Friday nights
are the worst of all
when I can hear the distant sound
of others
living
and
laughing so carelessly
and
my telephone sleeps so silently
and
I promise myself I'm not gonna cry
no not this time
I sit on the sofa with my hands together
cause I'm gonna behave,
just wait for the pills
to make me sleepy
and
Trent Reznor promises he won't let me fall apart
he says it everytime
well I love you Trent
I trust your intent
but I don't believe you anymore
but one thing true is
the drowzy delicious nod
as
my head
and
the pain
and
the world
and
Friday night
swims
away,
away,
away
I slip deliciously
away,
away,
no more pain
till I wake up
on
Saturday.
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©Mykael Eagleton Mize /9/27/2001/ Quicksand Ballet/
Reproduction is prohibited without express permission of the author
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SURVIVORS!
aieeeeee!
I takes a chance on your forbearance and give in to my own
indulgence, but its a bit more,
its the way I express myself best - I think - Please dont feel as though you are obliged to comment
although I accept CONSTRUCTIVE criticism very casually,
I simply write your name very calmly on my hit list and...
LOL ~Joko-Mio~! ...
and no comment is just as fine after all it was my choice to throw this out here...... we all have our own unique modes
of expression
its vot makes der - plink - vorld go round,
der, -plink - vorld go round.
ok I'm outta here
warm love to all,
mykael
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4or hymn
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When he says a nice thing
about me
or
what I do
I start to feel all strange inside
the compliments I've known are few
I begin to fantasize his tongue
his lips
his grip,
the hand that holds his pen
the hand that holds his penis
when
he urinates
or
satisfies himself
I alone
am
all alone
too often
by myself
and
when I witness his anger
it only whets my hunger
my appetite has grown
immense
and if my dark desires cause him
disgust or offense
shall I apologise then for my lonliness?
it eats me up
I'm too old for this
yet
I see youth in the mirror
I know
it is no lie here
when
I see confusion there
I alone
am
all alone
too often
by my self
I am
too beautiful
to waste away
my best years on a shelf
while yet I fade away
(a kind word that he said)
I alone
am
still alone
(his indignation enraptures me)
should I apologize for feeling as I do?
Ahh you,
you know, who you are
but I'm only writing out my heart
what harm,
what possible harm
can this feeling do to you?
I am just unaccustomed
to a kind word
spoken to me
from one
so
tenderly masculine,
so
very sensitively male...
I myself of streetwise stride,
goateed chin
and
wiry build,
long-hair shorn
and
tough flesh borne,
caught a fantasy by your verb
its just
I alone
am
all alone
too often by myself.
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©Mykael Eagleton Mize/2001/Space Faktory Musick/Random Axe of Blindness/Queer Notions/
Reproduction is prohibited without express permission of the author.
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