it_shall_end_with Mahayana [you] 020314 ... Mahayana it_shall_begin_with 020314 ... Arwyn see: Circular_Reasoning 020315 ... shameful origami goodnight and goodbye. 020617 ... bethany 'cut this picture into you and me burn it backwards kill this history make it over or make it stay away or hate'll say the ending that love started to say' mr.e smith 020617 ... girl_jane The last few lines are the reason I posted this poem in this blathe. The Hollow Men-TS Eliot I We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried voices, when We whisper together Are quiet and meaningless As wind in dry grass Or rats' feet over broken glass In our dry cellar Shape without form, shade without colour, Paralysed force, gesture without motion; Those who have crossed With direct eyes, to death's other Kingdom Remember us -- if at all -- not as lost Violent souls, but only As the hollow men The stuffed men. II Eyes I dare not meet in dreams In death's dream kingdom These do not appear: There, the eyes are Sunlight on a broken column There, is a tree swinging And voices are In the wind's singing More distant and more solemn Than a fading star. Let me be no nearer In death's dream kingdom Let me also wear Such deliberate disguises Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves In a field Behaving as the wind behaves No nearer -- Not that final meeting In the twilight kingdom III This is the dead land This is cactus land Here the stone images Are raised, here they receive The supplication of a dead man's hand Under the twinkle of a fading star. Is it like this In death's other kingdom Waking alone At the hour when we are Trembling with tenderness Lips that would kiss Form prayers to broken stone. IV The eyes are not here There are no eyes here In this valley of dying stars In this hollow valley This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms In this last of meeting places We grope together And avoid speech Gathered on this beach of the tumid river Sightless, unless The eyes reappear As the perpetual star Multifoliate rose Of death's twilight kingdom The hope only Of empty men. V Here we go round the prickly pear Prickly pear prickly pear Here we go round the prickly pear At five o'clock in the morning. Between the idea And the reality Between the motion And the act Falls the Shadow For Thine is the Kingdom Between the conception And the creation Between the emotion And the response Falls the Shadow Life is very long Between the desire And the spasm Between the potency And the existence Between the essence And the descent Falls the Shadow For Thine is the Kingdom For Thine is Life is For Thine is the This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper. 020617 ... spoons a lack of color... 040425 ... sab and thats the funny thing because it doesnt end it keeps right on going. and thats the scarey thing because things never end stuff just keeps on going. 040425 ... girl in the corner but it won't end. everything goes around in circles, again and again and again. i wish it would stop sometimes. 040425 ... " stop the world I wanna get off! I wanna get off with you" 041107 ... unhinged it'll_end_with_tears 090509 ... unhinged itll_end_with_tears it'll_end_in_tears itll_end_in_tears 090509 ... In_Bloom Secretive humiliating tears Awkward public glances The counting of days Shaking fingers Empty courtesy you choke on 090509 ... In_Bloom Strange but it didn't end that way at all You still reach for me and ask for me but my arms My arms go to be with someone else 090918 ... auburn goodbye. you were too much. and not enough. 090919 ... Jurisprudence Me confessing The Words But not yet, I'm not ready to end Not ready to leave your arms or your smile I want to see you win before I'm undone 090919 ... unhinged me wishing you would love me the way i want you to again i realize the futility of that but_still the heart_pang again 090925 what's it to you? who go blather from