Writ April 14

Writ April 14,
Some time after Midnight

“Maybe there’s a place for me in this,
Maybe there’s a life I should not miss,”
I wash across these days
hit one by one
but all together
Was said, “Even if all my bones are broken,
I will drag myself back from the edge…”
Thought it was me,
Or at the very least embodied in text;
____________We will see.
As the days wash over me.
It is late. I should sleep.
I cannot now mass produce the art as I once did,
_____________________________________nor should I,

But it is calling me
I am compelled.
The eyes of my head
___Still swim as they once did
___As the days wash over me
I am compelled.
To you who are silent,
I feel compelled, though I know I am not.
It really is late.
At the very least I am compelled by myself.
The quiet grows loud.
It is dark and cold and
I am compelled,
As the days wash over me,
And I look back and see
Where am I supposed to be?
Old tendencies*

But more recently,
What can I make of this grand project,
Now abandoned so, collecting dust?
Needs some reworking; another touch but,
Is it too grand for me?
A step past knowledge and insensitivity.
Must the format change?
Can I even keep up,
Frustrating, grand, rearrange,
Research required, the work and pain.
So much has changed now,
The map is different
Internal landscapes shifted,
What can, after all this, remain?
Or will it instead collect dust.
Or will I open up again this novel tome
And hide away as I work,
Let liberally the pen roam?

Few more days, counting down,
The world will not stabilize for weeks and I
Will end as I started,
On The Harbor, in the dark,
Wondering about our silence,
And my compellation
And it is cold
And soon I will sleep
And spring is coming
And I will wake too late in the day,
But I will still do what I must,
Eventually.

Daniel Triumph.

By the time you read this, it will be one day after my final exam.
What next?

Sing me a Lovely Lovers’ Song!

Oh love my love you are peace
Oh love my love I want your peace

I’ll keep you safe!
I’m on my knees.
You see oh lovely love o’ love my love oh can’t you see?
I have to, want to build a home for you and me!

You are my joy
Must keep you safe (yusshhhh :3)
You are my peace
In peace you’ll stay!

But love I must learn!
Oh me oh my love!

Yes lovely, learn!
Fly up like a dove!

And how, when I am safe,
Can I do such a thing?

Where is the ground not firm,
that we build up schools and homes?
Where when the law is stone,
do we build up universities and cities?

The bandits assault the schools.
And learn with sword at throat you won’t!

Your freedom’s yours, oh me oh my love!
Oh! Oh! Can’t you see?
Your freedom is yours, and safe you will be!
Ah! Ah! Oh I can see!

Oh me
oh safe!
Oh me
your face!
Come here let me grab you
Oh come and I’ll squeeze you
I come, oh pleaze take me :3
I’m here, oh please touch me!

Oh how can I ever deserve such a peace, oh my me, oh now?
Why should ever you work oh so hard and for me, oh am I worth(y)?
Oh and I am useless, do nothing, I am little and cute!

I and lo, I want nothing
And lo you are nothing, oh no no no no

Wha—

Not something you are, oh, ’cause someONE you are!
My Lady’s no object! To that I object.
And all I want from you is one thing, oh me oh my love
Yes?
And all I want is this thing, my lovely my bug
What!
And that thing is this, oh it’s this oh right here
You’re poking my nose, oh, what is it my dear?
The condition of intimacy is simply, my lovely, oh
All you must do for me is to exist oh me oh my love!

And!
Hmm?
And?
Oh! And be with me and only me oh my love
oh my love
And be oh with me, oh Lady
Be mine!
Ah!
Ah?
Yes?

Oh take me my love!
Oh yes, my lady!
Oh conquer me, my husband.
Oh marry me, my wife.




All together now;
I am yours,
till death do we part.
And forever we’re ours,
And you feel my heart.
Two half souls finally become one
And peace in the home, and peace under sun.

And
Until then I build a house
And Until then I’ll grow and love
And now you make me not alive
No?
No, I am always alive, not needy, my no!
No?
No! You make me alive-er my love
oh love me my love!
Oh love me oh love me oh love me my love!

Obviously drawing inspiration from the Song of Songs, this is something of an engagement song. According to the Jewish tradition, if you so much as fornicate you are betrothed. How this would change the world if it was law! I wonder how many little children would have fathers…

Alas! This is a follow-up poem to “Sing me a song; so that I may Dance!

Sing me a song; so that I may Dance!

Sing me a siren song,
draw me — to the rocks.
Sing me your siren song,
You know — I’ll cling fast.

Sing me a pretty song,
I love you, your voice.
Sing me a lovely song,
You know I am yours.

Sing me oh sing me oh singing me love
Sing me oh sing me oh sing into life.

What should I do?
Sing me,
What should I do?
She asks,
What should I sing for you?
What should I do?

Sing me oh sing me oh a song of psalms.
Sing me oh sing me oh the song of songs

One two three, one two three,
Sing me a waltz!
One two three, one two three,
Sing me a waltz!
One two three, one two three,
Oh let us, dance and oh,
oh Let us, dance and oh,
Oh shall we, dance like this,
oh can we, dance my love?

And you be my princess,
And I watch you prance!
And I be you nobleman,
You watch my stance.
And oh, what nice etiquette!
I have a chance?

My lovely my lovely, you are all the chance,
My angel my only, — — let us dance!

Take me, oh take me, oh take me my man,
Take me away, oh my take me my hand.

Take you oh take you oh take you away,
And take you oh take you oh please let us stay!

I hold fast to your hand my love—
I’ll hold on your shoulder
Oh lovely be bolder!
And I’ll seize your waist
Oh not so much haste!
Please band, slow the tempo,
My body’s a temple,
Oh oh ever chaste!
None of you I’ll waste!

Finally, there is another song, Sing me a Lovely Lovers’ Song!

The Last of the First Act

For Lvsa, no matter what happens.
Likely, I am breaking many copyright laws
As well as other laws.

Signed in blood,
Daniel Triumph.

P.S.:
This was written around a month ago, and is thus no longer reality, but fiction.

“My life ended
And I missed it.” – dan…

The cause of my affliction
Can never be resolved
A case for self infliction
Whose sin can’t be dissolved
Your body’s empty now,
As I hold you—now gone I miss you,
But I TOLD you—

All within my hands
Love to death,
I LOVED YOU TO DETH
smack you ’round and round and
Choking is my fetish
All within my hands
Beware

Love is control
I’ll die if I let go
Give me one good reason
Why this has to be
That’s all I’m asking for
Don’t say that it’s over

Let it go
LET ME GO

Just then the walls opened, just as they promised not to flee
Their plans were turned around and
ALL THE LITTLE CUTS WILL BLEED

Fuck it all and no regrets
I hit the lights on these dark sets
I need a voice to let myself
To let myself go free
Fuck it all and fuckin’ no regrets
I hit the lights on these dark steps
Medallion noose, I hang myself
Saint Anger ’round my neck

And I choke… on the cross
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