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Personal Gargoyle's for hire
by Aaron HowardHere I am..
Your personal gargoyle for hire..
another whimsical gaze into anothers eyes..
I could distill it all down and leave you with something clean and shiny, but...
not
is what you think..
you want the seedy side..
the side that has shown its teeth to life..
you want the darker, dying leaves on the ground..
You want the best parts of humanity, rotted away to the bones..
And even with that, you still dont grasp...at the straws to know the answers.
You lost a long time ago.. when you fell out of that sack of fluids and gasped for cold breath in a colder world...
You lost when you agreed to come to this place of us all..
You are as I
lost in this world without no one to guide us
.but ourselves.
10/16/2003 Author's Note: Begininng part of the Acidhead mantra...
Posted on 10/16/2003
Copyright © 2025 Aaron Howard
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kate Demeree on 10/16/03 at 04:23 PM WEll for a beginning it is great. Gargoyles have often sparked the imagination. You paint a dark yet evocative picture of them here. |
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