Who you gonna call?

'Hello?'
>
> 'Hi, honey. This is Daddy. Is Mommy near
> the phone?'
>
>
> 'No Daddy. She's upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle
> Paul.'
>
> ***Brief Pause***
>
> Daddy says, 'But honey, you haven't got an Uncle
> Paul.'
>
>
> 'Oh yes I do, and he's upstairs in the room with
> Mommy, right now.'
>
>
>
>
> ***Brief Pause.***
>
> 'Uh, okay then, this is what I want you to do. Put the
> phone down on the table,
> run upstairs and knock on the bedroom door and shout to
> Mommy that Daddy's
> car just pulled into the driveway.'
>
> 'Okay Daddy, just a minute.'
> A few minutes later the little girl comes back to the
> phone.
>
>
>
> 'I did it Daddy'
> And what happened honey?'
>
> 'Well, Mommy got all scared, jumped out of bed with no
> clothes on and ran around
> screaming. Then she tripped over the rug, hit her head on
> the dresser and now she
> isn't moving at all!'
>
> 'Oh my God!!! What about your Uncle Paul?'
>
> 'He jumped out of the bed with no clothes on, too. He
> was all scared and he jumped
> out of the back window and into the swimming
> pool. But I guess he didn't know that
> you took out the water last week to clean it. He hit the
> bottom of the pool and I think
> he's dead.'
>
>
>
> ***Long Pause***
>
>
>
>
> ***Longer Pause***
>
>
>
>
> ***Even Longer Pause***
>
>
> Then Daddy says, 'Swimming pool ?? We dont have a
> swimming pool !! Ah, is this 486-5731 ??'
>
>
> No, this is 486-5713.... .
>
> 'SORRY WRONG NUMBER

AN EXPLOSION OF LUST

Save for a few lines in contradiction with my faith, i think this short poem is deep and powerful.


Explosion of lust - Marcus.Graham

An Explosion of lust
The brightness of brights
on the blackest of nights
Children run like ants
i'm blind , i'm blind they scream
as a flood of ash takes the city
the red Poseidon looks into my eyes
eyes are open
mind is closed
look through all the faults i've made
god is my grenade
and we all speak with guns in out mouths
fading smiles glisten with mold and absence of any emotion
a decade passes and all are bodies turn to dust
Feel no love.. factories hold together my heart so broken
i feel the tears of the ocean
sweep under my eyelids like a tsunami flooding through me
as the explosion goes back into me
and what was loved is now all forgotten
no eyes can judge me because all men are blind
i'm the cheapest vodka
i'm the weakest saviour
my body is your broken temple..
and you are my distorted prayer
i'm a turtle trapped inside my own shell
dreaming of a kiss that could never be
love has always been imaginary
All that was once in place is now shattered glass
Love is the atom bomb
Your words are like napalm
Never has anything been more true
as my bones begin to shatter
and the world shatters too
i read my final transcript
and have my last communion
watch the wave of ash go over my head
and hope that god will save me when i'm dead.

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