Pour Forth From The Heavens...And Let It Rain...
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Tuesday, January 08, 2008

 
Currently Reading
The Whitechapel Horrors
By Edward B. Hanna
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Should I be shot or what?? So sorry everyone! I haven't posted anything on this poor little journal of mine in since practically the dark ages!!

How was everybody's Christmas & New Year??

Mine was quite nice.  One of the things I got was that book up there. It's rotten, don't bother reading it. The first half was great, but they ruined Holmes AND Jack the Ripper in the end. Ah well, one musn't want everything to be perfect. Anyone for a morbid sounding poem???

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"Perfectionist"

Give me the deep,
Betray the shallow.                                                                                                                                         Deliver the complex,
Throw away the simple.
Bring to me the lost and confused,
To death be the light and free.
Entomb me with that which is rigid,

Away with the gentle and mild.
Drown me amidst a sea of anxiety,
To perdition with the calm and sweet.
The road of stones is what I seek,
For the path of sand is foreign to me.
I would not have the soft, the gentle touch,
The virulent, the malicious is enough.
Gone be the effortless carefree,
These chains of  perfection are life to me.

 

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