| The soft wood burns fast, and leaves quite the mess. |


TriuneTriuneTriune
I missed you on my way around, And again on the way back You went down when I wasn't looking From time to time, You usher me back into the Trinity To cull the chaff from the wheat I beseech for things, When I've no right to I had a feeling that this was part of the plan I caught something that was meant to be lost, Then let it go
Copyright 2010 Matthew M. Danielson
Book Two.Quickening.Chapter 10 Distinguishing Marks (Ordinance)


The Dead on IceThe Dead on IceThe Dead on Ice
The chorus flew Just as we reached expanse I then realized the theme I don't go out past the drifts Any further, and it could get dicey Nice way to go, at any rate Mechanized killers are shrieking In our general direction
Freezing rain and sleet Thin out the dead wood I hold out a hand, and take off my hat Not a drop touches down A halo keeps me dry Wonder if it's mine?
Copyright 2010 Matthew M. Danielson
Book Two.Quickening.Chapter 10 Distinguishing Marks (Ordinance)


Tailored for Your ComfortTailored for Your ComfortTailored for Your Comfort
She thought it awfully odd, How one sleeve on his blazer was so long Then he raised that arm, And she saw the luster of a protruding barrel No more questions
"This is not an artery, So it is not a priority No one's coming Not for awhile" He said through a crosshair gaze
Copyright 2010 Matthew M. Danielson
Book Two.Quickening.Chapter 10 Distinguishing Marks (Ordinance)


Stages of IntroductionStages of IntroductionStages of Introduction
We had the opportunity to meet False hopes were dissolved You're as human as all the others
The subject has changed Didn't have much to say, anyhow I'm trying to find a room Where I won't be so flagrant
There are frosted ruby windows In these doors on my face Did you catch a glint from what goes on behind them? I can tell by that look you give me, Your mind is circling like an animal in headlights I don't like the look of you, But you're not moving Your threat is pretty neutral You'll wake up when


In a Transposed KeyIn a Transposed KeyIn a Transposed Key
"Lord, let me have this last..."
What you do is good I work in another department We don't travel We have no phones In our line of work, there's no need Even here, I wear a mask Don't kill the messenger, But we're all really just different theatres Flying up in a swarm of black and white, When the curtains drop
Celestial bodies appear to dive Faster than light, As the baked soil rises I look to you Through cool lines of smoke and vapor Smiling Weeping "It is done"
A nort


GutterpupGutterpupGutterpup
I dress dark, not to hide, But because black is all colors Anyway, it wouldn't make a very good cover In your bleached corners, Now would it? Every eye contact I make, says to me;
"Stay on the ground Sift through the dross, And we'll let you live"
Such things you say Indeed I finally use the response We both sometimes hate
I sequester on the bathroom tiles' sheen The last sacred haven From the reluctant madness of this gathering There's a clueless romp outside the door I brace against it &nbs
| Find your own meanings, or try to find mine. |
knock knock

Your Hands..Walk through me Leave your prints everywhere Let your face fall into my palms Whisper your voices in my ear Tell me your little wishes and secretsYour Hands..
What you keep for me tonight How many times you will kill me How many times you will kiss me
Your hands burn me to ashes How can your hands cut this deep They enjoy my cries, they call my pain When my fever spreads through your spine Your hands cut me again As they delve into an endless fight
So take your way through me Let me watch you perform Defenceless, I match every breath you let out


there was a boyIn the depths of a forest whose name was unknown, A child wandered cold, lost and alone. The trees watched him walk with thinned black eyes, And in their dark branches the witch hid her spies.there was a boy
Then, just by chance, the child saw a house And crept up the path, as light as a mouse.
He peered through the window but saw only dark, Unaware that the spies had climbed from the bark.
They captured the child in a cage of old bones, And hung it from trees amongst the pine cones. As he started to cry, he saw something blink, For the cones they had faces and eyes black as in
| True greatness takes a lot less effort. |


Leeching CommunicationLeeching CommunicationLeeching Communication
This house isn't big enough To hold all of our dead skin I don't want to be able to read you Before you disappear I want you to have more to say Old blood dries and turns black Before being submersed in dead skin Soon to be excavated with dirty nails Fresh flow will follow To start this story over
Copyright 2008 Matthew M. Danielson
Book One.Chapter 8 Leech -page 76
| Material from the first book. yeah |
| When I come to the to the table, It's all snake eyes The ace will set your cuff on fire Even here, I wear several masks Don't kill the messenger, But we're all just different theatres Flying up in a swarm of black and white, When the curtains drop We're going someplace cold, unforgiving Magnificently bleak Together, we'll send everything else Into a warm, fattened state of shock |
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Steal, steal, seal it away~
We'll break into your corner
And we'll break it all the way~
Until there's nothing left;
We can do this all day~
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"'Cause we're the dream boys baby, and we'll make you smile
Real hard mens
Won't you stay a while, baby"
-Jesse [Boots Electric] Hughes "Solid Gold"
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Steal, steal, seal it away~
We'll break into your corner
And we'll break it all the way~
Until there's nothing left;
We can do this all day~
--
"'Cause we're the dream boys baby, and we'll make you smile
Real hard mens
Won't you stay a while, baby"
-Jesse [Boots Electric] Hughes "Solid Gold"
--
Steal, steal, seal it away~
We'll break into your corner
And we'll break it all the way~
Until there's nothing left;
We can do this all day~
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