• thoughts from a cold bed

    Death is certain,pre ordained,determined,silent.Silent enough for us not to notice.Dying is around us in every moment of living.It's the price we pay for 'being'.We're born with entropy in every cell.It's the natural way,to descend into chaos,then oblivion.Declination is the...

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    • hello dearest Benny good afternoon this is a morbid thought but I live in the country and while outside the flies were driving me nuts and it occurred to me we were walking carcasses and the little bastard was looking for a way in while I was yet living… what happens at a funeral you are right I just hope by then I am onto better things this is a great write ❤️

    • I was tasked with doing several military funerals back in my Army days. It is extremely somber. And, the occasional one after the military years. I’ve always tried to think of it as a celebration of their life. Sometimes it’s how we get through such things.
      Your write is a really good “on point” of how it can play out. And how you built the scenario earlier.
      Who knows, man, who knows. best we enjoy it while we can.

    • Powerful piece my friend. The wording and the flow of this poem gives me a chill and makes me think of my very own existence. Marvelous write Benny.

      • This is an excellent piece, my friend. Not to mention that the construction gives it unusual life. I got a big chuckle out of “Human Beings evolved into Human Goings.” The humor does not detract from the truth of it. One note you might want to fix: There’s a line that begins, “I’ll will miss him …” Choose one, please. 🙂
        Very, very nice work.

        • Thanks….I hate it when there are grammar errors ….so thanks for pointing it out.
          I read that piece back so many times and still missed it.

          • You are not alone there, Peter — or do you prefer Benny? I’ve seen both in other’ comments. Or should I call you, “BackDeck”? Maybe Decky? I could continue asking, but …
            Yeah, I swear that half the time I don’t find errors until I’ve posted that whatever flawed thing.
            Great piece though, BDBP.

            • Call me anything you like just don’t call me late for dinner….lol

              • Okay, Beelzebub, but I prefer short names so I don’t have to type so much. I have an injured right paw at the moment so I have to be careful. maybe I’ll call you Pete. But I WON’T be calling you for dinner — unless you bring the chow and beer. Where in the world do you live?
                By the way, do you work at all in Spoken Word? Have anything on audio you might want to share or have posted? I’ve started a Spoken Word group and I’m looking for potential members.

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    Order Up

      Some people like beef and pork, while others like chicken They simply don't realize that human flesh is finger fucking licking Hahaha hang his ass up in the smokehouse after dressing his ass out No dick or balls will...

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    Bag Fulled

      Just look at them preparing for my favorite time of yearI just can't believe that Halloween is almost fucking hereBut Santa wont be bringing me shit, I've gotta go out and get my ownGrab motherfuckers by their throats ripping...

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  • Okay, I am stuck with this, but I am trying.

    Was born with eyes wide open
    To be prepared for the truth
    No one seemed to care or wanted to offend
    What had happened on the roof

    Time withholds memories in a box
    We crawl, then stand, and eventually walk
    As a rusty key enters an unforgiving lock
    Uttering words before learning to talk

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    The Poverty of My Reality

    Midsummer season on my wintry lips, these modern symptoms from antiquated sorrows.   The sunlight of acceptance, and midnight of isolation.   Youthful blushes and the wrinkles of experience, I have the free will to question my fate.   This wealth of imagination, and the poverty of my reality.   The...

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    • Your imagination is a beautiful flowering garden, you are a wealthy man, dear Daniel! Your wording is awesome. You are a master in using the stylistic device of contrasts!

    • Daniel this is sublime in its dark vision. You have so much to say in your poem here and I for one am really liking what you wrote. Though dark it has a flow that is mesmerizing.

      John

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