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the sword swallower

in between dreams as the straight jacket loosened and the sore throat eased
magic was sung every morning on the tip of the tongue death was yawning
caste on a battlefield from the start there was something wrong in his heart
saved or condemned palm reading in silence endless talking of revenge
needless to say chance walked away faust is still looking for helen of troy
satanic panic it was music to his ears sympatico more than you`ll ever know
lost in emptyness a king of cards moved backwards in time dematerialising
voices from the beyond with fire in their throats call out swallowing the sun
awakened by strangers forever in love between ourselves blood streams run
immune to all dangers out of control in a haze pour more oil into the blaze
inside the void it was hard to avoid phantoms of love sinking from above
frozen spirits wild at heart yearn for touch floating away in every direction
a fire eater is tongue tied a million roads to nowhere with no place to hide
in supernatural realms old spells from the great burning turn and lament
for those in tragic torment episodic a pineapple cabaret in total dismay
psychic surgery for the side show freak brushed aside and unable to speak
sympathetic magic on the mountains of madness beyond the walls of sleep
a lurking fear from the craft of love awakened damned and visibly forsaken

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hat manipulation and escapology of the soul
harry houdini meets h.p.lovecraft
maybe in byzantium maybe in karnak
while love wanders the never regions

i`m vaguely vagrant

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  • charliethetramp
    charliethetrampalmost 2 years ago

  • George Coombs
    George Coombsalmost 2 years ago

    Great creative writing Charlie, for me the last two lines came across as especially meaningful, excellent work and I got a lot from the video as well, the two sat well togethe

  • thanks george glad that you enjoyed them both,

    – charliethetramp

  • 1more photo
    1more photoover 1 year ago

    I “feel” (but my english has its limits)
    you’re a great writer,
    and your emotions through words are deep …….
    like a tempest ……..
    I was moved by your words
    merci

  • i tend to explore the darker side and more painful side of the human psyche
    rather than wax lyrical about daffodils or fluffy clouds
    even tho there is nothing wrong with people who do that either
    anyway thanks again magali for your thoughtful comments

    – charliethetramp

  • 1more photo
    1more photoover 1 year ago

    darkness has more to say, because more hidden in all ways……
    it’s more “real” , no masks…
    .
    but hey Charlie, maybe there are some dark daffodils somewhere :)

  • haha magali surely there must be dark daffodils hidden on the horizon somewhere

    – charliethetramp

  • indigo-song
    indigo-songover 1 year ago

    I wrote a piece today that included fluffy clouds :o)

    That aside I am intrigued by this piece my old friend, I got a little lost but the overall sense was of a dark self imposed restraint, written with your usual flair for classical references that only add to the depth of the piece.
    Needless to say I enjoyed reading and grappling with the imagery you create so well.
    Should be featured:)

  • i was actually reading about h p lovecraft and he was harry houdiini`s ghost writer for a while
    so that was the stating trajectory for this piece,
    cheers peter and i know you wax lyrical about many things both light and dark
    as for featuring most of the groups i`m in are either defunct or enjoying an elongated vacation

    – charliethetramp

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