Impressions, Fathoms and Whatnots.

Some short poetry (and whatnot) mostly culled from my recent twitter: @DaniellTriumph

:3

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Alexandre on the Harpsichord.jpg

Alexandre on the Harpsichord.

Playing a few things… 1, 2.

2a

They marry young and you, look at them
And their joy and
Judge them
Through resentful eyes.

(3)2b

Then you realize,
The music is all tragedies,
It’s time to stop
drag your knees.

Continue reading “Impressions, Fathoms and Whatnots.”

Fathomable Digression II

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Alexandre Dirge M.A.

The goth types are now
The grunge types are now
The nu metal types are now the
The old school anime types are now the
The depressed types are now

Identifying as who they were yesterday,
Not who they want to be tomorrow.

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Anyone whose favourite colour is red
Might be suspicious.

I like purple and green and orange.
She likes yellow >:3

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You don’t have to love me
You only have to choose me.

Love is kind of dangerous anyway but
Intimacy is nice :3

Jin and Salt (small)

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Corruption in the scriptures.
Tell me who Thomas is, and what is his gospel?

Corruption in the scriptures.
Why didn’t Erasmus print in his bible
John’s Comma (1 John 5:7–8)?
“The first and second edition texts did not include the passage  that has become known as the Comma Johanneum.”
It was added to the Vulgate. Who has the wool?
Is it over your eyes?

No. Go back to the old.
Go ask thee a rabbi.*
They will tell you.
Christ was a Jew, so to be like Jesus,
You need to ask yourself,
What should you do?
Why not ask a Jew.*

(* I am not Jewish, or Christian. Don’t come to me with your religious issues unless you want a debate. My knuckles are wet with the sweat of debate. I’m ready.)

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Yeah…

It’s time to gut Hollywood
Of it’s rot.

Make it new (Ezra Pound)!
Make it old (Jeff Derksen).

FILL THE CRACKS IN
WITH JUDICIAL GRANITE.
(Megadeth 1990)

Part 1

Daniel Triumph.

Fathoms
Impressions

Passive Regressions 3

Passive Regressions 1
Passive Regressions 2

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Unlike you, I’m not vision to my self,
you piece of sh-

and yet, what has happened
But nothing?

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I could be the something other,
I could rain you joy.
Something like a real lover

Boys we aren’t just…toys

I heard what you said, kitten,
say it again, you’re so…bold
Bold—getting late, lover,
Have a little faith I can
run but, don’t.

Pack up your things
Throw your baggage away
Take it back up, but just keep it away,
Keep it out from your eyes,
Keep it keep it away, carry it on your back,
Keep it moving ahead keep on moving ahead and I

But I really want to say,
Oh oh why don’t you stay?
Hey now, no I know what to say,
You can choose you can say,
Want a house or a home, want a prison or a slave
Or a choice? Choice?

Is it o-kay?

Throw your love out to the winds out
Oh and just be…good
Chemistry’s for those who know it,
Those who stay com-posed,
I—
Can’t we
Chill, be okay,
Should I push you away,
Should I clamp
Should I damp
Should I rot,
Sleep on a cot
Sleep away,
It’ll be
okay,

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Hey, it’s so nice to see you again,
You’re a, little cutie to me.

You know that I like, what I like is a friend
But you, you seem not want to end.

It’s a kind like nothing…
And I fear not fear no,
we don’t put too much effort in,
But I really like you,
And I know for a fact—I want something soon,
And I feel like it’s you,
But I—————————
——————————rot
——I know for a fact that you’re—

If I gave you my hands,
Would you take in my hands,
Would grab, grabby hands,
Would you come with me?
Would you come with me?
Would you stay with me?
Here’s the contract, see?

Would you stay with me?

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You live it or lie it,
You Livin’ A LIE YET?

WAKE THE SLEEPING DOGS, DON’T LET THEM SLEEP
WAKE THE SLEEPING GIANT, WAKE THE BEAST.

Nuclear battlefields // energize.
Cold wars are heating up again!

The tension’s mounting, people,
Lift up your hands, feel my face.

touch

Daniel Triumph.

Active Impressions

Fathomable Impressions

P.S.:
This piece is, like, months old.
Not sure why it was sitting in drafts for so long.

Oh nevermind, these poems are really contentious lol.


Written September 18, 2018.
Edited today.

Whew! This one’s a doozy,
You have been warned.

“Feel the pain
of those inferior beings
As you burn in hell.”

— The poetic voice of Kratos Aurion, 2003

Returned from the Hanger

Come into my empty body,
A rotting corpse that once was proud.
Ate alive by my depression,
Abandoned ’cause I am a coward.
Emotion systems overloaded
Neck got smashed ‘ the way down.

Possibly I’ve had too much,
But never did you ‘ enough.

I lost my fingers to your hungers
I lost those fingers to my hungers
I cannot feel a thing
I’ve killed myself
I’ve run away
And on the other side they say

Suicide comes from cowardice
It is an act of selfishness.
You only ever think of yourself,
And you’ll never get her back if you are like this;

Fuck you and get out of here
Medallion noose
Won’t snap my neck,
It snaps itself.
But neck got smashed on the way back down.

Possibly I’ve been too weak
But never have I given up

I return to the Hangar
I know too much
I open my eyes, skull in a brace
I open my mind, what will it take
I take the world, my fucking world
I’ll have your life

Coward no more
Run into my fears
It is the cure.
“Conquer me,” it is a dare.

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Oh no.
I’m having a really bad night.
I will return to you armed with your own little truths.
I will return once you are ready for the damage I cause.
I have returned armed with pages of text, and I’ve seen a clear way to die.
Oh no? Even after all of it, I am here.
Oh no?
Oh yes.

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Sometimes you have to realize everything they’ve done for you.
They were always there, even on Wednesday.
They always came back, and even this time,
She promised to come back again.

But she cannot be trusted.
Half-truths are still lying by omission.
In Nothing we trust.
You will have to trust her,
even though she will not trust you.
You will have to trust her, though she will not trust you.

Trust is bought not earned. Trust first and wish not ’till death.
Trust is earned not bought. Trust and you May be trusted again.

I wrack in pain, I feel in ruined.
My thoughts wracked with pain, I am in ruin.
Filled with anxieties fall into depression,
She forgets I am bipolar, and winter is coming.
Spring will fall where she is, it is another world.
My becomes winter, she comes into summer.

Come in unto my winter
The sun is out, love me in the light

She is like a princess,
A creature of fantasy,
A Nixie, or a Njuzu?
She is a slut, she would deny it.
She has come in unto others, but she would
not so much as commit verbal intimacy with you.

There are no words, who are you
The broken and desperate kind, walled off from love.
And you would sleep with someone so young,
And yet you would not give our relationship a—
Away from me you would run, you are a coward
Surely you are more interested in sex than love.

Taste the cyanide
It is natural,
Take a breath of me not,
I am natural.

“I have to live my life.”
If this is life, kill me now.

Where is my —? Is this she? This child who dodges and hides the self?

All is forgiven, let’s keep going.
‘Till then, it is a grudge match.
t s ‘ grdge mtch nd ‘ bw t,
But you also call the rematches.
Give in, give up, you are subject
Drop the cross you are the subject.

Just know, my love, I’ll call the shots.
My sonnet form comes apart
whenever you approach me from the dark.

forevermore, run away, not from me

Run into the fay, I step in light of day
Conquer thee.

Poisoned me when we Meet

I sip my rum
I am in love
You sip my smile
Who are you?

Won’t you tell me, my love?
Why do you hide?
I’m an outcast.
I get up and leave.

I don’t fuck around, I just look to survive
…But without her, sooth, I will never thrive.

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You are the foundation, the skeleton of my life
Without you, I am pretty on the outside, but empty inside.

Angry Again,
I feel like a criminal,
Like taking the neck
Or Breaking the Law.

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Tried fast-tracking.

Nope.

I’m a slow guy.

Hi, my lovely!

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Th’ loudest voices win,
So don’t be scared my love.
I will oppress thy enemies,
And impress thy friends.

Loud is a brave and
idiot conviction
Love is louder
than hate.

Call to my opponents,
To a war of words.
Take my hand my love,
don’t need say anything;

I will clear the road; Follow me!
as we conquer the world. Hallow thee!

Raving

Of course I am a failure,
Don’t lie to me again.
Your words are distant from your actions.
What you say is not what you do.
(And so fuck you!)

Of course I am a failure,
Where are you now?
Of course I am a failure,
You are no longer by my side.
(Well fuck you too!)

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The System has Failed (2004), The only Megadeth album in which Dave Mustaine was the only official band member. The vocals and music videos feature and credit his two children. When friends fail, family is there.

You are not a failure,
I am.
You did nothing wrong,
But I left.
You tell yourself
You tell yourself that nothing’s wrong

Without you in my soul,
Without you in my sight,
I did everything wrong.
I need you in my life
And I have failed
failed myself;yourself.

But you treated me like a princess,
You did nothing wrong

Stop—
Have I been treating you as one should a princess?

Did you ever think I’d get lonely
Did you ever thing that I needed love?

and not as the young woman you are?
Truly this is a form of lie.
Truly I am the failure
“We lie to each other so much
that in nothing we TRUST” (Megadeth 1997).

You in your hands have always held the knife. You cut me every single night.
You look at our relationship, and every time the rope between us gets too strong,

Take your blade and cut into it.
Separate instead of explorate.

I can see your heart.
It is weak and sensitive to (the world.)
It wants to be open. It wants the joy of (the world.)
But you’ve walled it off
You are distanced from (the world.)
Your heart it yearns for (it) but you say no

“We’ll see.”
“I don’t know.”
“I don’t lie.”
“Maybe.”
Because you would keep the weak heart safe and yet,
It will never become tough and noble
If you shelter and coddle,
If you hide from (the world.)

Now take it back, replace (the world.)
With me.

But you hold a knife, and I watch you,
I watch you saw away at my rope, my connection,
The only thing I have, my words
Our messages
I am the Messenger.

I am the Messenjah.
I am the Messenjah?
I am the Messenjah,
I am the Messenjah!

I will return to you with
sword of the soul.
Like me it is a failure,
The sword in the hand.
Like me it rusted prestige.
And sharpen me.

Wash away the rust,
Don’t leave it here to rust.

I am the sunset, you are my sunrise; our relationship is the night and day of my life, your life.
I am the action, and you are the thought
I am the knowledge, and you the wise
(oh Sophia! Maybe I’m Chloe!)
I am the body, you are the words.
I am the poet and you are the muse.
Come to me, or I can come to you.
I am deficient of you!

Unwhole. Unwholly.

But I need space.
I am a madman,
a psychotic an neurotic.
I can try to be uncrazy.
Maybe alone I will stay crazy.

Abandon me if you must,
Tragedy comes from lust.

But you could be my victory!

(Am I a failure?)
(Is intimacy possible?)

Will you ever see who I am?

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Have you ever met someone
Who, it feels like, it’s impossible to be mean to?

You’re such a bitch

I am sad, come back!
I am weak, I make mistakes,
Will I ever be forgiven?
Or faced on Judgement Day with a rejection

Oh my love…
I found the parts of you that I hate but
In the·IMMORTAL·WORDS·OF·RICK·ASTLEY,
I’m never gonna give you up!

>:3
:3 !

Part 2

Daniel Triumph.

Trigger warning: You’ll live man.

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Now,

I have to find someone…where are you?
I have to find me and then,
I’ll have to find you too.

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GrindStorm

The darker than black
Shake, giving myself
A heart attack
Accidentally oh and passively I
Shed her, kill all that I love and
Oh how remote, alone, from here I
Stand not a chance oh lone.

Lovely, come back

The greater they are the
Darker the fall my
Scaffolding is just
As deep as it’s tall.

It’s the weak, they bother my kitten,
And it’s me, rarely get let in oh
Call out to me, oh, for you I would bloody my knuckles
“Just tell them your man knows how to kill and get away with it”
I jest of course, I value all lives but
if they make yours worse I will
rain down around you surround you
Don’t come near her unless you want me to rain down
“Like a good old fashioned beating within… Inches of your life.”
Now I’m “alone and left abandoned,
With the sentence I’ve been handed.”
Oh lady, my angel, oh—

Take a step back, boy, don’t worry so much.
Haha, that’s what I’m built for, I worry my love.
And then I take action, on the razor’s edge.
Don’t worry, don’t worry oh

Maybe I should. I do not have nightmares,
Instead I am caught. And sleeping awake love,
My trust
Withers
I’m fading
Awaking
Find me
I’ll… Never leave unless
You break me, break thoughts on you
And I’m shaking and anxious and paining
And blood flows forth
I am depressed, no not ’cause of you, no it’s just that time…
Didn’t I tell you? October would come?

She’s
Grinding away my dead flesh
Bringing me closer to life,
Love, oh I’ll do the same.
Oh my. Oh my. Make me
Yours forever.
Just ask or imply
And I will try
To figure it out.

Further reading:
https://youtu.be/nldfvlOmXWE
https://youtu.be/sONL6QUMR9E

Daniel Triumph.