Have you seen the dead duck?
He doesn't giggle anymore
Had nothing like rabbit foot's luck
As far as I know his mother's a whore
Poor little duck, what a pitiful ending
His coffin's all blue and red
And the churchbells, they ring
Tearing off his head.
He's dead.
Like a puppet on a lonely string
Hanging on a hanging tree
Like the sun in the morning
When deamons depart out of thee
His head is bliss
His feathers are green
He called out for the miss
She's unseen.
Dream.
I'm smiling, my lips rip scars
It's a beautiful happily ever after
Now, the ducks flying above the stars
What a tragedy, such a disaster
The miss, she's seen
Like thousand fireflies at night
Now, the duck's only a dream
Oh, I tried!
Bad fight.
I slit my wrists and play in blood
Dead ducks do not silence
My mind is gone, one more cut
Love pours a crisis
The duck is gone, praying to thee
I feel the violence in my bones
Now, Jesus Christ, I see
The duck's poem moans:
"Black is my heart
And so is its brag
I am, I am, I am,
Awful, shattering, drab
Pain is an art
An art at twilight
Murder hold candles
And play the dark knight
Stale taste of blood
An old cleric's prayer
Pour through my veins
Burn my seventh layer
I swear I was dead
But I'm still alive
Salvation don't heal
Just try to survive
You, and you, and you
This word, carved in my heart
My lungs are missing air
My breath won't start
When will the rain stop?
It pours blood from where your name's carved in
I got no blessings
It's a devilish sin
Rivers of gold
Oceans of blood
My scars went silver
Just one more cut
Ashes and dust
They cover my head
We know what rings
We know that I'm dead"
All she said:
I've got a bottle of your blood inside me.
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Schade, dass die Kommentare unter meinem letzten Gedicht von so viel Lächerlichkeit und blöden Bemerkungen verseucht waren. Hatte mehr auf konstruktive Kritik, Meinungsaustausch und vielleicht sogar das Kennenlernen anderer Schreibbegeisterter gehofft, aber so ist das eben mit der Hoffnung. Sie bedeutet ewig währendes Leid (wow that was deeper than I intended it to be). Anyways... blöde Kommentare werden ignoriert, also versucht es gar nicht erst, ihr bekommt hier nicht die Aufmerksamkeit, die ihr so dringend zu benötigen scheint. Ansonsten hoffe ich, dass sich diesmal wenigstens ein paar freundliche Leute hierher verirren und mir ihre Meinung mitteilen, wäre schön, sich auszutauschen
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