Incestual Conversations

26 December, 2007

With a shape, the sorrow emerged
with a smile, the incest
bears none to a forward march
past in a hidden chest

With a voice (song), the agony conceived
with a whisper, the temptation
dwindle within thyself
abrasive through eternal salvation

Kings of Oedipus and Queens of Electra
Forgotten not will thy infame
With a glorious yesterday and fallen tomorrow
As I judge myself in thy name

Self-respect is the fruit of discipline; the sense of dignity grows with the ability to say no to oneself.

- Abraham J. Heschel



4 Scribbles:

sravan said...

:O dumbstruck where u got tiz idea from! i can never imagine how an incest will feel like; good, i suppose? :P

keep writin :)

Me Thinks.. said...

BRILLIANT..I bow down...floored totally...glorious yesterday and forgotten tmrw is superb!!

Oedipus and electra! man only you could have written it this way....HATS OFF!

Superb Tsu!

Prude said...

The quote a reminder? :)

Very effective.

pricky said...

I thought MT said I blow down to you... SNORT SNORT...

Oh i have version myself...

A partial amnesia
A fragmented confusion
A desire to taste your own
The thrill of knowing its like digging your own nose
Its about the slient fart
Its smell only for you...
As graceful as it might be
an incest as just a pest...

Yours is more prophetic than mine of course...
BUt HOwsat?

Raise your Shoulders and Fall back on your Knees, Piss through a Dime For the Whole World Sees