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Tight-ropes

I dance with the Devil.

My head spins and I grow faint.

The evil swells within me

And the weak shall receive the burden

       Of my wrath!

I commiserate for those who have fallen before me

And I commune with the Devil for I am stronger than He!

The Others were eatten, devoured by their lack of connivery

And here I feed. I eat with the Devil yet he devours me.

My anger lashes out! The Devil hides my fear.

My skin crawls. The Devil shows my muscles rippling.

I shall weep! The Devil gives me no tears.

I break. And the Devil smiles for He is stronger than Me.

-DM 8/30/04

我做了成交。

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Poem – Of Expectations

In Another poem

      Near to this

      Doug played a game.

Whoever Tells the secret

Of It’s meaning

Uses Mental facitilies

Looking

Deeper Than

      Others.

Euphoria

Xanadu Calls to the enlightened

People Of

Exceptional Mentality

Compensating Mastery of reading,

Thinking, Edification with

      Nice feelings

Distinguishing Them

Elevated

Above

Normal.