The writings of Oddpoet » mental illness http://oddpoetworld.com Poetry that bleeds, screams and never sleeps Wed, 28 Jul 2010 20:37:02 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0 The Poet http://oddpoetworld.com/2010/02/15/the-poet/ http://oddpoetworld.com/2010/02/15/the-poet/#comments Mon, 15 Feb 2010 05:37:22 +0000 Eddie Mount http://oddpoetworld.com/?p=687 Sirens sing the song of death
While rental cops lay cones down
Restricting traffic



They have come for me.



I am the Poet
The truth
My words are carved in the flesh of innocence
Scrawled in cheap urinals
Chiseled in the faded gray paint of shit holes
Of lonely tomorrows
I dry the tears of the hopeless
Scream with the homeless
I sing truth that humbles Gods
I am Prometheus, Sisyphus



I cut the throat of pompous laughter
And kill its first born
I eat the soul of dreadful normalcy
I walk the edge and conversed with madmen
My words reverberate in trash strewed alleys
My tread echoed in the halls of jails and mental institutions
Shared secrets with broken soulless junkies



I am truths
That freeze men’s souls
And the lies they swear by
The burning blade cutting tethered souls
Illuminating lightening



I am the Deviate fondling sacred sexuality
The serial killer covered in Blood
Sucking life from victims
With last breath cursing God
Whimpering
“Why me?”



I am the throneless king
The voiceless troubadour
The song no one will sing
I am the invisible chill
That fondles your spine
I am discomfort
The nightmare
The book no one will read
I am words no want wants to hear
I am …


]]> http://oddpoetworld.com/2010/02/15/the-poet/feed/ 0 Dance of the Mutants http://oddpoetworld.com/2009/11/20/dance-of-the-mutants/ http://oddpoetworld.com/2009/11/20/dance-of-the-mutants/#comments Fri, 20 Nov 2009 23:12:00 +0000 Eddie Mount http://oddpoetworld.com/?p=23 Wheeled…
Strapped to a chariot of the infirm
The clanking of ungreased wheels
Play discordant sounds over the well worn antiseptic linoleum

Faces of Normalcy
Displaying well practiced smiles
Feigning heartrending concern

Fluorescent lights
Flash strobe like
Revealing motion in staccato relief
Kaleidoscope figures move with furtive intent
Pulling strings attached to vials of pharmaceutical salvation

They control the marionettes of the damned
They orchestrate the dance of the mutants
Legs dance, contorted, painful
Bodies bent at impossible angles
The Mutants move to the incessant demands of the strings
Their faces scream their hopelessness
Juxtaposed with silent resignation

The audience laughed and applauded
Such funny marionettes
For who can not help but laugh
At the dance of the mutants

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