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Old 12-03-2007, 05:38 PM
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Re: The Noble Exhumed -- Nightmares Pile Like Bodies

This is a big remake of a poem I've posted here before.


Photographic (The Old Deluder)
By Tobin Erebusan, a.k.a. Matt Barnett


I took your soul in a photographic flash.
Decisions in time grow rash:
Buy a new roll of halide, or stay
with sorrowful sentiments of a red-eyed yesterday.

Though they are poignant, I can't remain this way.
Precious metal no longer, this silver tarnishes to the grain.

(An image drips in a red room, slain.)

Accursed Phoenix, I don't want you.
Not even the ashes may stay of this refuge,
lest a conflagration revive to burn my mood.

(Know the lens and you shall see the truth.)

Inevitable stranger, mind razer, I won't fight you:
You can find them in the crevices of a nameless, antique maze.
Unbind them, and rewind them. I remember those days.

(The mercy of a Zero suits as serum for this malaise.)

Efface each bitter subject as malady from my memory.
In a craving beyond means, I must be released
from these annals of haunted-and-framed history.

(Digital eyes see fit to seethe through me.)

Dear Death, take hold of this deluder's display of paradise-once-found,
then mark this ruin as your burning ground.
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