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Invocation

Updated on February 15, 2011

come now
i welcome you
and as the sign of my invitation
i'll smear some of my blood over my thoughts
before i write them down

come burning
like the ember at the end of my cigarette
which i burn ritualistically
like a sacrifice for sin

come, i'll slay swine and serpents
to lay out for you
forgive me, it is all i have to give
but i understand that it is the sincerity of the giving
and not the gift
which you desire

and for your thirst
i'll give a bitter gall
that is all
i have, for your thirst or for mine

but come
come in time
i pine
away
like every day
you ever made

i ask for no angels to herald your arrival
lest wiser men arrive
and present you with better gifts
than i can afford

come Lord

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      Mir 2 years ago

      Stargate, UbiSoft, SPARKLE A white matrix picks a date then faadaaaaaae. and people say Rome built in a dayyyyy AH BLOOM TRANSITION The birds get the hell out of there. Because they know going down Is he gonna die? No, a medium shot. Pan, zoom, and slow-mo means the target. Mysterious hooded man watches (from [...]

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      Luan 2 years ago

      Now if it was like some of the festivals in Spain... they bring in turkcs filled with peas, which the drunken young Pea Enthusiasts then proceed to throw at each other.Well, I'd all for that.The modern frozen baby peas are pretty popular in our house. Our kids will pour them cold into a bowl and snack on them.And a "Pie Floater" is popular here. A meat pie swimming in mushy canned peas. All your meat and vegetables in a convenient pre-chewed form.

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      NC4Life078 5 years ago from United States of America

      I enjoyed your usage of words in this. It presented a variety of color as I made my way through it. Although, I think the picture at the end seemed off from the poem to me.

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      BoBo 5 years ago

      Oh....my.....god.

      You lowlife.

      Basically, I think you need to smoke more weed and make more friends.

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      d.william 5 years ago from Somewhere in the south

      Is this from an invocation, or incantation, by the American Indians? Or a creation of yours? Either way - well done.

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      Justin Aptaker 6 years ago from United States

      Thank you, Nellieanna!

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      Nellieanna Hay 6 years ago from TEXAS

      This is intensely visceral. It rings true.