Carbon Noise Poetry

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http://kshawnedgar.wordpress.com/2013/07/11/mistress/

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Suitcase

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You listen with your head

Tucked between your knees

As if my words rose in you

Like bitter black bile. Denial

Fans across your throat

Like the tentacles of some

Deep sea God strangling

Your voice and I have

Never heard you speak

The truth above a whisper

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What is it that you are so

Afraid to know? Does my

Language falter like the

Withering steps of a mother

Who chose to leave before

Her children had the language

To question her retreat? Haven’t

I always been the one to cast aside

Pride and summon you home?

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Unpack your bags, your voluminous

Threats, lets just rest here together on

The underside of a pale wrist in the

Deviant blood of an inherited pathos

Day 12 Music Challenge “Mind Trip”

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This was a hard choice because I have so many favorites. Iron Butterfly, 13th Dimension, Janis Joplin, The Doors, The Grateful Dead too many artists to name! I chose this song because I had a story to go with it. In college I took Abnormal Psychology and the class ended around 9:30 pm. As I go to bed between 9:00 and 10:00 pm because of my Epilepsy by that hour I am tripping all by myself lol My teacher played music before class, this song was recurring. I always arrived early because of Sam’s OCD so I would sit in an empty classroom listening to this music, in a haze. Then class would start and we’d watch hours of lobotomy videos and other seriously disturbing videos. So for 3 hours I sat in this class in my semi-conscious state extremely disturbed, it was a very surreal feeling (kind of like the scene in A Clockwork Orange where Alex’s eyes are pinned back sometimes). I more or less went to bed after class so I had a lot of messed up dreams.

Here is another more modern version of the song