lucid streaming

lucid streaming

A Poem by Count Humilus



Scrap books made from propaganda pornography

Mindless manic happiness

B*****d children find their fortune

Landscapes in the dark,

 manifesting different shapes like clouds

taking shape like a freshly broken wine glass on the floor

A model forgotten to the abyss of age

Despair’s underestimated charm

Follow rank and order to live

Limbless mutes make super 8 shorts

A variety of guilt and anxiety

Setting the past on fire

Dowsing the loss with my wine

Dreary manifesto

Exile shine

She wears her black wig during sunny days

Putting out a cigarette in some alley way

My mind gets thrown back in the ocean

Scarred and barely embracing the true nature of being alive

I sink deeper and deeper into my sea sunk lies

© 2011 Count Humilus

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ohh what lucidity and what streaming..i went along right with it ,you took me there and left
manic happiness as i see all misery around me,how nice
b*****d children are fortunate they take to wide landscape through the night
some people go forgotten down the abyss of life
and i drown my self in wine lie my head back it falls into a heavy sea
running from too much guilt i only felt a fire going
i am hardly feeling alive as i sink deeper and deeper into my own dark sea
how i always loved you romination,and soliloquey
great lovely write..

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Count Humilus
Count Humilus


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A Poem by Count Humilus