Cthulhu never cracks a smile

Wednesday, November 10, 2021

Cthulhu never cracks a smile

Cthulhu never

cracks a smile.

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 This is the 

part

where My

Words 

Murder Stars..

and 

Spit Infinities 

into

Verse..

inspired by cosmic 

scars.

(but

NEVER 

ask 

Cthulhu

why it

Hurts.)

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I interrupted The 

Fools 

as 

they sat merrily round 

to 

Pray; 

(many seemed 

disgusted.) 

My Sin?!!!

I 

Wore 

Father's 

Face 

To 

School 

Yesterday.

(ironically 

it's 

a Face 

I've

never trusted.) 

+ 

Now..

These

soft, soft walls 

talk 

Shit  

To me 

often..

and  

they

(literally)

grow on 

you 

after a while.

As 

I 

Bury  

meaning 

In It's 

Coffin!

(but

Cthulhu 

never 

cracks 

A Smile.)

J.s.h

Whiskey River

 

Tuesday, December 21, 2021

Dialogue/whiskey river

 Agreed. 

That's why I think Im almost done buddy. (Not to seem morbid again.)

Its not really a matter of cowardice on my part. 

Hell I'd fight anyone toe to toe , and if I got my ass beat take it like a champ and try harder next time or offer a hand shake you know.

But..what do you do when The Enemy is YOU?

Or worse..The Ghost of The Man You Used to Be? That thing you try to get back but feel slipping through your finger like the fading sands of TIME?

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I try to make my madness into a joke;..sometimes I laugh like hell, and the voices Laugh with me.

But..everyone cries ALONE. (Without even VOICES to comfort them.)

I know. I'm definitely in that mood. But I'll knock it and GROW. 

And so will YOU sis.

.might not seem like it in the dark moment.

But types like us? We have to be our OWN lights...seems like.

Not to kill the truth-vibe with excessive metaphors

And Life?(a heartless Clown)

 And Life?

(A 

Heartless Clown.)

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Bed 

at 

ten. 

Up by

one.

(Can't 

Wind down.)

Deaths 

Shadow Friend

Has

Become 

My 

Sun!

And 

Life??

(A

Heartless

Clown. )

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The Coffee tastes

Like

Burnt Dreams 

left 

On

The Fires of 

A 

Heart

Too long.

(I 

drink 

it 

anyway.)

As

I 

hum the words 

to

Ancient

Songs.

(Old Heathens 

used

To Pray.)

+

Work by 8...

(Home 

whenever.)

Mediocrity.

You must be 

My 

Fate!

But  

Death!?? ☠️ 

(We've Always

Been 

Together.)

 Why is it 

that 

You Haunt 

My

Thoughts 

at

Midnight?

(When 

cold 

Stars

Hang 

From 

Nooses

In

The Sky)

as

The Dead 

Whisper,

(somewhere 

Out

Of Sight.)

"Forget 

Loves

Shining 

Light?"

(and 

you 

shall

Die.)

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Cemetery eyes

 Tis often cemetery eyes 

do

Sing,

In 

The Voice of Constant

Life,

Till 

Zombie Thoughts

Of

Suffering.

(Fill Up A Heart with 

Strife.)

And often does my 

Noose-burnt 

Neck stretch to an Empty 

Sky;

Considering each moment 

In 

Retrospect.

(Until The Moment 

dies)

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 The voices are wrong...

Im not losing my mind.

Simply...

Whoring out small pieces

of it 

One Thought At A Time

To 

A Cheapskate World that 

scarcely pays three pennies 

just to See

Some Mental Monkey Dance.

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The laughter cuts shit out of me that no razor ever could;

and lately I'm confused about 

whats funny as opposed to

Sad,

and that in itself is one of the

Saddest Fucking Things 

I've ever

Laughed About strangling

On These Secret Tears

(that flood My Heart)

The Daydreams that Your Face Creates.

 I wish i could 

talk

about the daydreams

that

Your Face Creates,

(everytime 

You Crack A Smile)

Or

How your 

Image

Illuminates my 

Days.

(Of

Dark Denial.)

And I wish that 

I 

could show you 

All 

The Things That

Love

Could Be. 

Or 

ease the pain 

You're

Going through.

(which makes you 

Sad

and Lonely.)

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You've come to 

Mean 

The Worlds to 

Me, 

(and 

I 

Hate Myself for 

That.)

and 

I swear I'd 

do

 near Anything.

(To 

Make you smile,

and Laugh.) 

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Yes...

I 

wish that 

I 

could 

talk about these 

Feelings 

You inspire.

But 

I can never let 

them out.

(Or pursue my 

Hearts Desire.)

to be cont.?