my_one_year_blather_birthday endless desire cinco de mayo. first blathe=(love). it was a lame one too back in the days i actually loved someone. how ridiculous. your pens make me grown with apathy. 040505 ... Zantic Sandy beaches for you. 040506 ... eskimos friend and i feel it's time to leave. au_revoir tout le monde all the best in all things "Tonight it will be a year... My star will be just above the spot where I came down a year ago..." neesh 040509 ... oldephebe Truth imagined truth seen truth talked is all lies bouncing off heaven in bitter-sweet refrain evaporation occurs before it comes back to the ear in the form of blood-stained money knees burst apart in prayer to objects far from grasp truth is hunger pain death violence dissolution apathy hope? by william cook ... 040509 ... oldephebe Website -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Distance not overcome by closeness. Hate not overcome by love. Crossing the threshold of pain into numbness. Tears no longer fall. The feebleness of apathy. The longing of relief. Stripped by long lies illusions. Crying within the walls of my heart. Seclusion more horrific then demons. Scars cannot be covered no more. Within has grown a monster, trying to put an end to all. Fighting to sustain with dignity. Sinking greater then a fall. Alienation surrounded by silence. Trust used in self-defense. Rapture of deception. Life shattered like glass. The soul tortured by not owning a face. Treatment pre-judged by instinct. Anticipation crushed underfoot. No more…no more……no more………! Ya Alllllaaaaaaahhhhhh! ... by souladvisor - from a Muslim website ... 040509 ... oldephebe touch my heart and touch nothing there is no heat there is no beat no life in me once my mouth was filled with fire once my soul a slave to desire once my mouth was filled with fire and now these years have put my howling heart to rest but it is not rest it is more like writhing in Ophelia's frozen shadow ... 040509 ... jane my four year is coming up 040509 ... endless desire that's a lot of years. i like oldephebe's poems. 040517 what's it to you? who go blather from