"This has gone too far!" I scream. "Take it! Take it all! Find your own face! Find it or I'll tear it from my heart! I'll tear you and your false face from my own chest!" I drop to my knees, my face buried in my hands, "What do you want from me? Why do you haunt me so? Why do you not answer?!" If there was a God, surely, surely he would have reached down and cast my soul into hell himself for the curses I laid at his feet. Alas! I am still here! There is only me, in this chamber, there is no God here, hand raised in fury! There is no Devil, come to collect his dues! There is but me, and my reflection- a ghastly one at that; I hardly recognise
Four Chimes Where's the Five by AmericanWeiner, literature
Literature
Four Chimes Where's the Five
Did you drink
The tainted tea?
What I ask
Is tainted tea?
The tea grows old
Cannot you see?
Yes, I do
I see, I see
Suit yourself
More tea for me
Yes, that's true
I must agree
My Chair and the Moon by AmericanWeiner, literature
Literature
My Chair and the Moon
As I enter my den
I find Moon within
At rest upon my chair
His starlight eyes
Belie his lies
He knows he's in
My Chair
His airy voice
Rings with rejoice
"I know I'm in
Your chair"
"Could you move?" I ask
"A simple task"
But his eyes fill with despair
"What stellar view
Must lie for you
Way up in the sky!"
Moon looks to me
"I would agree
But I do so love
Your chair!"
A happy poem for a happy day
And on this day I write for you
A beam of light, a golden ray
A sylvan valley's waking fey
Opening eyes- the dawn anew
A happy poem for a happy day
It comes alive and rains from gray
Crying soft the green blade's dew
A beam of light, a golden ray
A vibrant place the least to say
Its spirit living and well to do
A happy poem for a happy day
And to nimbly tread the fray
Across the vale a halcyon view
A beam of light, a golden ray
An entire kingdom to live as it may
A glorious morning I give to you
A happy poem for a happy day
A beam of light, a golden ray
A happy poem for a happy day
And on this day I write for you
A beam of light, a golden ray
A sylvan valley's waking fey
Opening eyes- the dawn anew
A happy poem for a happy day
It comes alive and rains from gray
Crying soft the green blade's dew
A beam of light, a golden ray
A vibrant place the least to say
Its spirit living and well to do
A happy poem for a happy day
And to nimbly tread the fray
Across the vale a halcyon view
A beam of light, a golden ray
An entire kingdom to live as it may
A glorious morning I give to you
A happy poem for a happy day
A beam of light, a golden ray
My Chair and the Moon by AmericanWeiner, literature
Literature
My Chair and the Moon
As I enter my den
I find Moon within
At rest upon my chair
His starlight eyes
Belie his lies
He knows he's in
My Chair
His airy voice
Rings with rejoice
"I know I'm in
Your chair"
"Could you move?" I ask
"A simple task"
But his eyes fill with despair
"What stellar view
Must lie for you
Way up in the sky!"
Moon looks to me
"I would agree
But I do so love
Your chair!"
Four Chimes Where's the Five by AmericanWeiner, literature
Literature
Four Chimes Where's the Five
Did you drink
The tainted tea?
What I ask
Is tainted tea?
The tea grows old
Cannot you see?
Yes, I do
I see, I see
Suit yourself
More tea for me
Yes, that's true
I must agree
"This has gone too far!" I scream. "Take it! Take it all! Find your own face! Find it or I'll tear it from my heart! I'll tear you and your false face from my own chest!" I drop to my knees, my face buried in my hands, "What do you want from me? Why do you haunt me so? Why do you not answer?!" If there was a God, surely, surely he would have reached down and cast my soul into hell himself for the curses I laid at his feet. Alas! I am still here! There is only me, in this chamber, there is no God here, hand raised in fury! There is no Devil, come to collect his dues! There is but me, and my reflection- a ghastly one at that; I hardly recognise
Current Residence: Albany, GA Favourite genre of music: Indie Folk Favourite style of art: Concept Operating System: All of them. MP3 player of choice: iPod
I've been really lazy for the longest time, but seeing old family photos and the works of some of my friends has inspired me to break out the art supplies and make some tangible pieces. I hope I can turn out something good enough to entertain. :)