Emmanuel Stone Poems

Spit that blood from your mouth
whats it like to feel alive?
The drugs pumping through your veins
wake your mind like never before,
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I like you, because you're cold
you bring to light, feelings of old
So I grip you tighter
Invite me, help me, save me.
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Oh, life obnoxious, Great Priest!
Man who controls the all!
Bestow upon me some little things
So I may be in awe!
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I hear a drum beating
Who is the master of the drum?
Who controls its pulse?
Who demands it breaks the silence when it does?
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I love not the unfamiliar
And yet here I am

Change is coming, something else too
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I’m running ‘round in rings of hate
All over and everywhere
I can’t seem to escape
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I feel nothing in my spine
No pulse as commanded
Between broken intermissions
As soulless desires are corrupted.
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The sky darkens in my room
It is becoming difficult to see
And the cat plays with my moods.
I need a new climate
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Antarctica is a lonely place,
That is what they told me.
Open soundscapes and vast emptiness,
White blizzard pouring down.
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I see birds and their hierarchy
And in these trees they live
And have for eons in the past
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