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TooDarkPark · **(warning: may contain vulgar images and writing.) -** 04-16-02

Ah....a thread for my poetry...
And as most have done, the first bit of poetry posted here will stuff previously posted on different threads...love it, hate it..any comments are welcome.

Narcissism, of course the mountain isn't green
Simple minded midgets wander mostly aimlessly
Clothes for me to wear conceal a favored fellow friend..
drugs to take seem so fake...swallowed pill once again...
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"severed stare"
Flowing hair whenever there are tears that fall for me
Sharpened knives lessen lives that fail to follow me
Blistered skin soaks within the form that causes me
Heaven stares whenever there are tears that fall for me
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sub-erotic dissollution
offered impure resolution
this vein, infected

benumbing inanity
suspended hour-glass

on blistered heels, the poor man stands
greeting all with callussed hands
rythmic, passing
into oblivion
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"pseudocide"
This dead eyesight can not complete a picture on the wall
I feel for those whom are lost within sanity's withdraw
I can't complain, although i remain insane, i'm living well
Darkness speaks of truth and nothing more inside my shell
Within my world of emptiness, I cry for fallen men
and deconstruct that which fails them for the sake of sin
to learn to live this way, I had to suffer for the sea
nothing more than mother nature keeps your world from me
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black disguise
wandering, whispering to myself
the night, encased in plastic death
the ground shows signs of other life

no thank you, I've had enough
flash
once more, wandering
memories of my father's name
in worlds undefined
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crucify the worshipped child...
bleed you fucker
all as one
we throw the stones
break the bones
death to he who sings the song
of purity

hammered wooden death
lungs punctured
whisper
last breath

poisoned earth
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poisoned laced,
the taste
of familiar blood
from unknown face...
grimacing
the rays of welcomed light misplaced
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-glossalia(again)-

punish
pave the devil's path
the stench beneath the bayou's bath
vermin strikes
at father's face
the wound, we stitch with golden lace
evil grinning sunlit black
nice to see the children back
lie awake
dreaming, singing
clenching on to stillness
stinging
drain the beast of all it's glory
see the forest
hear the story
lines of white upon the graceful faces of the slaves
away, the burning flame ...
jesus, not another day
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Underlining passing thought
hollowed trees
the divining rod leads to rotting leaves

...infestation of thoughtless beings
surviving on human ruin

a war for a theme
a king
his crown, made of broken glass
it's shiny form
it's brilliant past

"If there were an answer, then life would be meaningless"

thinking still....

crooked branches form a knot
the silver blade slices
tearing away at it's hideousness
leaving it's fallen seeds
rebirth....
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dancing above the plastic casket..
a sweet ballet
as soon
the eclipsing moon
shines through silent rain

a kiss on mother's head
she's bathing in the dirty lake
hidden
in the fenced in field
between two trees

she's so happy
humming
to her newborn
who sits, watching
on damp grass

"God is a reptile"
she sings

the child grins
hands clapping,..joyful shouting into the night
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to dirt..
free oceans, champion..
from septic seas, I drink
deterioration
deprevation
ruined scab...bleeding white....
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climbing slowly up the trees
killing reason
remaining at the face of doubt
balance
imperfections bleeding in
cut the face and rape the skin
fresh and beautiful sight
then, ruined by the red
aggravation....
new slice...favored razor falls...weakness
pleasurable midnight when all else fails
charred and black
stab..
leave the lying to the dead
clash, then stomp
crystallize a verbal tongue
exact notes...
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sabbatical,
the minions of mischance
plague
with insipid instrumentalism

esculated
hallucinations
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create creation for she and he
who carry on to cease to be
A summer's name no longer free
a moon has spoken needingly

suppose the pain I feel is false, then when does death deliver...
Fallen blood is somewhere lost within a black November
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Here I sit..
broad face amuse me as I sit here in my special little place
..so quiet here
afraid of reason, void of reality
manipulate to be manipulated
hurt to be hurt in return....such a distortion..
...such a deep-seeded suffering..
manifested within..
comprehension has failed...

-these thought I keep are obsolete
-this mind of mine, still incomplete
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born in Jacob's light,
the English ladder once again...
slithering worms of serenity have their
seance....

it's just apocalypse
do not be frightened
the parrot mimics many, but never me
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-above the nest of snakes lay a blanket of thorns..-

a dull blade, but shaves the same
rain on fire and feed the flame
the coals, so slow, far down below
the burn...
the needed pain

hide your face and open eyes
we bleed the sick from sun-lit skies
the whore to his home
shines little to some
but to most,
is much obliged

lies...
surprise!
the expected truth..
we simplify
to kill our youth
the bound and gagged have made the flag
we fly above the noose

this man,
he carries in both his hands
a bag of glass
a bag of sand
and walks along the side of time
impressions on the land....
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withered flower
your roots,... stretching still,
further.....encompassing soil..
plants lay weak within their path..
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Summer stained by brilliant pain
and darkness covers, cold
someone slain this piercing rain
the moment has grown old

and nevermind the blurry signs
and all their broken facts
the working mind has come to find
that most will not come back
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"untitled"

Learn to live psychotic to waste this mind of mine

Deprived of truth and needed blissful thoughts keeps black the color white

I don't give enough, recieve my blanket full of fleas

Leave your life less interesting,.. depend on working things
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"untitled"(again)

wound is deep....bleeds so neat....scars turn black..
mind's off track...
drunken hymns and swollen souls
tortured lives
blackened holes
crazy little fucker...cry for your mother
no longer sober
can't start over
can not ryhme or spell, and my vision's falling flat
journalize my mind with the words etched in my back
am i mad, or am i sane
not too sure, can not explain
collapsing lungs imitate a death devoured well
pain is plain...I need another door to enter Hell
racing heart my sudden friend
lend a hand once again
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after death..among the few
restless souls who have followed you...
you come across a new blue earth..
with trees to grow and life to birth

and watch as many seem to do as if they all were gods
pointing out this and that as if it were their jobs

"this new light shines rather dull"
you think as all move on
and wonder whether anything is different far beyond....
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TooDarkPark · 04-16-02

Reach to skies
with blissful eyes
I love this light
your lies can't hide

....

Now, The failing winter season
deconstructing human reason

the pseudo-saviour watches in disgusted disbelief

Wrong, the words he's said in past
of Father's glory unsurpassed

his creator, ... once beloved, ...now his cause of grief

TooDarkPark · 04-16-02

- a strange kiss from the lips of pain
a hundred deaths
a thousand slain-

"Qui deus vult perdere dementat"

a mile's walk on bleeding feet
a cement well, I come to meet..
on hallowed ground, the structure stands..
a single thought..
a single plan..

"many years, I've suffered here, and now, my mind is set"
I think as clenching hands reveal a slight amount of sweat..
and to the center of the darkened well, I toss a wish
I've worked this verse in mind through time..
and now, it's come to this...

"lovely burning father fire
proceed to me my life's desire..
..so I can see through fearless eyes..
and watch the blood rain from the skies.."

throughout the aging night, the wicked wind grows steadily
as continued spoken words are echoed through a thousand trees
and still, I stand beside the well
another coin, I toss to Hell
envisioning
his fatal sting
the wasp which flies..with dented wings
the justice I would once obtain when soon I greet my lord
my final light...
the final pain...
another spoken word..

"an eagerness overcomes, and now, I need to know...
my father, when will I belong...
I wish to be below...
oh, when will you behold to me your gift of endless pain
your lustful kiss of anarchy..
the truth within your name.."

and then a noise..
a sudden evil sound from far beneath..
a silent stream of nervousness releases through my teeth
as then, responding to my call, the beast recites his own
his godly voice begins to sing,
a lovely winter's song..

"My son, I've watched your wasted life,
the empty soul you've held ..
I'll lift from you the nothingness..
and free you from your shell..
thus, you give to me, and I will grant your needed wish..
a momentary pain, and then an everlasting bliss"

hearing this, I begin to climb with motions too precise
skillfully preparing for my welcomed sacrifice..
and then a gaze into the well, as on the top, I stand
I will not fear,
my time has come..for this is what I've planned

.. loose, I let..and to the pit of black, I give my life
a crash,
a sudden flash of lightning fades into the night..
I feel as bones are breaking,.
oh, the brilliant piercing pain
the walls which slow my fatal fall ..
the coming of the rain..

then, thirty feet below, I land..
and now my body lay..
not dead, but paralized ..and soon, the growing light of day
satisfaction now..
a grin upon my broken face
I'll sit beside my lord
and, soon, destroy this fucking place....

TooDarkPark · 04-16-02

grip the neck..against the bed, shove his face...
fucker...
his eyes..a faint glow..
an abyss

repeat..
tears and blood scatter
now smiling..
vented years of suffering...an everlasting circular path..

throbbing erection....
hurting..........
thrusted, then relief...

his face, still grinding against the bed
similar grinding elsewhere

insatiable..

TooDarkPark · 04-16-02

(I honestly don't care much for this one...wrote it after about 2 days of no sleep)

"another night of loneliness"

..another night of loneliness, another night to see
that every single night is just another night of me..

on this bed, I've sat and pondered many times before
of many sexy thoughts that always seem to bring on more

As I lay, about to fall asleep, I hear a sound
and turn towards the place from which this muted noise was found

swung open is the door, as a shadowed figure stands
and, I, in shock, and frightened, try to focus on this man

and almost kick myself as I notice what I spy..
not a man, but an angel, and such beauty to my eyes

she's slightly thin, and wearing a revealing black dress
which hugs her from the floor up to right below her neck

her straightened hair compliments her face with golden warmth
not a word, we speak, as soon, we're greeted heart to heart

the lights degress to a dim, .. and just enough to see
the angel which has entered here has dimmed the lights for me

on the floor, a fallen dress..above,...a sinful glare
soon, a snap, a falling bra, and now her breasts are bare

slowly circled nipples,..done with slowly moving hands
with every little skillful move, she beckons me to stand

so, from the bed, I move, watching every thing she does
in a trance, I walk toward this blinding godliness

a centered touch upon her chest trails towards the ground
and travels underneath the lacey blackness on her mound

she grins again as I approach, staring at her breasts
and to the back of her, I move, shoulders, I caress

I began to kiss a line, starting from beneath her ear
and move within a structured trail, until I reach her rear..

I grip the silky panties from behind her with my mouth
and drag her underwear until I can't go further south

then, again to lower back I reattach my lips
clutching to the sides of both her round and curvey hips

a sweet sound is heard, as I continue with my kiss,
so I slide a hand between her thighs to strengthen this,

a moan signals me to rub the wetness underneath
and so, do I, while nibbling ears with eager teeth

now, we're locked, mouth to mouth, moving to the bed
I lay her down, kissing still, keeping words unsaid

I pause, momentarily, and rip my shirt away
praising God for giving me such a sudden day

her touch travels towards the swollen thickness in my pants
and tugs apart the opening, letting loose into her hands

as if it were addicting, she strokes my swollen shaft
while I, from inner thighs, rub until I reach her calves

on top of me, she climbs, her mouth swallowing my meat
and seeing lacking hair down there, I tongue her underneath

which tastes of something I have never tasted quite before
a sweetened scent of innocence keeps me wanting more

then, she stops and moves until she's laying by my side
motioning for me to move back between her thighs

towards her center, I am guided, then I feel a warmth
I massage her clit with my tip eager to perform

without a second thought, I thrust within her fleshy bloom
as a groan of satisfaction echoes through the room

her twisting face justifies the movements I enact
thrusting forth into her sweetness, then it's slowly back

the wet, the sweat, the lustful, sinful motions of our flesh
the intoxicating scent of sex, the bed, no longer fresh

I pull away, grabbing underneath her fragile spine
she twists around on to her knees...I enter from behind

thrusts begin again, while moaning progresses to a shout
towards the sky, she screams, as I continue in and out

these motions, I repeat, while thinking only of the sex
pondering on what it is, to her, I'm doing next

A painful cry of lust expeled as thrusts improve in speed
a change has happened in my mind, while now it's blood I need

so, with my hands I reach and grab around her bulbous chest
my fingers rip within and tear away her silky flesh

a sudden scream of suffering is carried through the night
as more and more, I mindlessly create this bloody sight

another thrust, another moan, another tear, a cry
sensations achingly starting to build within my thighs

one lasting scream I hear, as finally, I release
vivid colors swarming now, I shout through clutching teeth

and to the bed, I then collapse, beside my bleeding friend
who murmurs incoherently about this deadly sin

she speaks, and I relax my head to savor my new high
which only lasts a sweetened second, then I open eyes

and, towards the gore, I turn, and realize what I see
and can't quite comprehend that this was done by me

which once was an angel of such beauty undeserved
now lay on top of bloody sheets, her body far disturbed

a trail of red trickles down her freshly open cheeks
and drains toward the bed around the puddle underneath

now, no word is heard, or even movement to be seen
Panic setting in, I jump up from the bloody scene

my heart pounds fast and fierce, as if suddenly it'd stop
one last gaze upon the mess, and to the floor,..... I drop

...........then a sound,

...........I open eyes,

...........I look around,

...........then I sigh,

and to the door, I stumble, letting out a couple yawns....
then flicked the switch to turn off all the lights that were still on.....

TooDarkPark · 04-17-02

to slaves, we sell the alpha-male
oh, suffice
breed the lice..
cannibalism

the prophecy calls upon the faeries and the burning sun

the mirror in the mother's mouth..
we enter north and exit south

soothe the sleeping
forever weeping
dreams on fatal cliffs, then leaping...

mightydreamer · **Well U knew who would.... -** 04-17-02

....be the first to pop in here, hehehe, hey I will post on each individualy but first I wanted to give U a personal congrad. ~hugs~ nice bro about time

now U know whats next hehehehe, next U got 70pages of my thread to read

TooDarkPark · 04-17-02

*hugs*

...ah, Mighty....
you will always be welcome here, my friend..and, well, after a few complaints of me posting certain gory pics after my poems, I figured it was about time to start a thread..(sorry, who ever was offended)..but, a nice individual told me that if posting such things were necessary, then I should start a thread , ...with a warning(heh)....

so far, there is only one new poem here, and maybe I'll post more later...if, by chance, the inspirations return....And I plan on reading the rest of the poetry on here I haven't yet.(70 pages?!?....*phew*...ahh, It'll give me something to do while I sit awake, tonight, unable to sleep again.

)

mightydreamer · **Hey pal fuck who ever... -** 04-17-02

...told U anything about Ure pics or words in the ass, and U can quote me on that and tell'em if they don't like it to take it up with me, FUCKING PUSSIES CAN GO SUCK MY FUCKING DICK

Go on with Ure bad self bro do as U wish

and Know that I got Ure back, hey at least checkout the last piece in mine I'm taking it to studio in the morning

TooDarkPark · 04-17-02

Quote:

...told U anything about Ure pics or words in the ass, and U can quote me on that and tell'em if they don't like it to take it up with me, FUCKING PUSSIES CAN GO SUCK MY FUCKING DICK

Go on with Ure bad self bro do as U wish and Know that I got Ure back, hey at least checkout the last piece in mine I'm taking it to studio in the morning

(huge grin on his face)..I got your's, too my friend

I really don't know who said it, but fuck it....it ain't worth screwing anything up for me on DarkForum

Arcole · 04-17-02

man, great site.

TooDarkPark · 04-18-02

heh, I learned it from watching you

over the leaf, a butterfly
underneath...a worm,
one protected from the earth,
the other, from the storm

...sorry for the lack of writing...been in a weird mood...can't seem to keep my mind on anything right now....

TooDarkPark · **another attempt... -** 04-18-02

I'm just gonna start writing...see what come out ....

lost
the eyes on the man
a firm grip on the whip in hand

fall into the fog
you see the door I locked?
I lost the key...

could you kill the caterpillar?
look at what he's done to me...

...ahhh, fuck it...I'll try again tomorrow.

TooDarkPark · 04-19-02

Sanity's song holds the notes of man
and plays through the back of a broken fan...
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An hours ride with a whore ...
she lay in the back
A glance out the window,
the stars,
the black of the sky, ...
such a long way to home...

from the womb, I've ripped away...
pre-mature...
and left it to die on the floor...

God save the queen..
grind the child..
in my machine.....

TooDarkPark · 04-19-02

"My life has been the poem I would have writ..
But I could not both live and utter it"-Henry David Thoreau

Happiness in the outer wall
justice flies, the silence falls

keep the bucket underneath the deer you gut and clean...
rub your face in it's disgrace
common to the clean...

Curses coming from the woman riding in the sky
raining on the ground beneath,..
tears from opal eyes...

TooDarkPark · 04-19-02

Man, 22, pleads guilty in beating
Tuesday, April 16, 2002

By PAULO LIMA
Staff Writer

A Tenafly man pleaded guilty Monday to savagely beating another man and then urinating and defecating on his unconscious victim.

John Raymond Ritter, 22, left his 52-year-old victim in a pool of blood and human waste for several hours before a neighbor found him and called police. Dennis O'Connell languished in a coma for several weeks and sustained permanent brain damage in the July 8, 2000, attack, authorities said.

Had jurors convicted Ritter of attempted murder following a trial, he would have faced up to 20 years in prison. Instead, he pleaded guilty to the charge Monday before Superior Court Judge William C. Meehan in Hackensack.

Bergen County Assistant Prosecutor Mark Thonus agreed to seek a 10-year prison sentence, the minimum for an attempted murder conviction. Ritter has no criminal record, which helped persuade prosecutors to offer him the lesser sentence in exchange for a guilty plea, Thonus said. Ritter must serve at least 85 percent of that term before he becomes eligible for parole.

The burly, ruddy-cheeked defendant looked overwhelmed as he answered questions fired at him by the judge, the prosecutor, and even his own attorney, John Weichsel. Ritter hedged his responses for much of the time but eventually accepted responsibility for the brutal assault.

At one point he told the judge: "I came back outside to check on him.'' Thonus, in turn, replied: "When you came back outside, you brought toilet paper with you and you, in fact, defecated on him.''

Ritter nodded, wiping his eyes.

"I am very sorry for what happened, and I hope he gets better,'' Ritter later told a reporter.

O'Connell, of Cresskill, has been in and out of the hospital since the attack. He suffered skull fractures, brain hemorrhaging, and a broken rib, authorities said. Worse, his mental capacity is equivalent to that of a 7- or 8-year-old, Thonus said.

O'Connell was a longtime family acquaintance and was closest with Ritter's older sister, Heather. On the night of the beating, O'Connell called the Ritter home sometime between 3 and 5 a.m. to announce he was coming over, police said. They said Ritter met him at the door and they began fighting in Ritter's front yard. Both men were drunk, Weichsel said.

The two had a history of bad blood, according to prosecutors. Weichsel said O'Connell had "plied [Ritter's sister] with alcohol and fondled her.''

Police said Ritter punched, stomped, and slammed the older man's head into the pavement in front of his house. Ritter went inside his house and fell asleep, leaving O'Connell outside, they said.

Ritter claimed he was defending himself after taking a knife away from the drunken O'Connell.

"He came after me with a knife,'' Ritter told a reporter. "He said, 'I'm not going to hurt you, but somebody is going to get gutted tonight'."

Meehan set an Aug. 23 sentencing date. Until then, Ritter will remain free on bail, which he posted after spending about two months in the Bergen County Jail.

Weichsel said he would ask the judge to sentence Ritter to less than the 10-year agreed-upon term. Such an adjustment is possible but only when the defense can persuade a judge of extraordinary circumstances.

Meehan warned Ritter not to get his hopes up.

"I want to let you know it's going to be very difficult,'' Meehan said. "It's your burden, not the state's. And it's a difficult burden.''