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[1. WHY YES I AM][2. VIBRATION][3. MIST][4. Thread Bare]
[5. Love & Lust][6. Fog of Love][7. DARK STAR][8. Damaged Goods]
[9. From Conception][10. DRAINED][11. Giving up the Ghost]
[12. Tender Betrayal][13. Tomorrows Wait] Back toBOOK INDEX Back to MAIN PAGEWHY YES I AM Am I gonna die? Why yes I am.. Are you gonna die? I hope so Ma'am... What kind of day will it be? I don't know for sure, But you'll envy me It may be a storm clouds burst... a raging flood That does it's worst Or a thunder clap before the lightning falls... and then I'll see you in the warriors hall... Am I gonna die? Why yes I am.. Are you gonna die? I hope so Ma'am... It may be a falling star... from deep in space... or a bullet shot from afar... all I know is amazing grace... Yes my love I'll die that day... Am I gonna die? Why yes I am.. Are you gonna die? I hope so Ma'am... with a battle cry and a mortars blast... I'll go out grinning head held high heart beating loud and flying fast Am I gonna die? Why yes I am.. Are you gonna die? I hope so Ma'am... MJMansfield 4-29-04 [back to top]
VIBRATION Vibration… It comes down to that thing we do… It’s a harmony… Between me and you… Vibration….. VIbration… It’s a winding path… It‘s a harmony.. You and I do the math… VIbration…. It’s that thing you do… When I look at you… VIBration… When you look at me… And you curl your tongue…. VIBRAtion… When you like what ya got… And you give it to me.. VIBRATion….. It’s that feeling ya get…. After I give you the world… VIBRATIon…. When you smile like that… And I know who’s won.. VIBRATIOn…. When you get on top… And I’ve gotten off… VIBRATION VIBRATION VIBRATION When you’re my little girl…. And you treat me so bad… When You shook my world… Took all that I had…. When you fall asleep… It’s the feeling I get…. As I watch you breathe… Just like the day we met.. Lazy days, crazy knights…. I love you so much I could kill… Who’s wrong who’s right?… You smile and I forget the bill….. Vibration… It comes down to that thing we do… It’s a harmony… Between me and you… Vibration….. MJMANSFIELD 1-1-04 [back to top]
MIST Mist covered thoughts …. And muscles of mind…. He holds her in his dream … Night after sleepless night….. Passion unfurling …. Flames race thru his soul…. Waterfalls burning…. Her touch painfully cold…. He knows she is death…. But he lust for her still…. He swallows his pride… As she murders his will… Cold cascade of warm waters…. She washes over his soul….. Burning and healing his being…. He sweats as he staves off the cold……. He’ll never forget the one….. He could never meet….…. He could not touch…. Though often they met at the beach… The one he wanted to hold…. A minute of eternity to grasp…. Reality, shallow, cold…. A kiss of a kiss like an Asp…. Haunting his dreams every night…. Knowing what never could be…. No need to run or fight….. The greatest love that never was, you & me……….. MJMansfield 6-26-03 (His arms hurt…. but they have never strained… His heart aches…. And he dare not call her name………) [back to top]
Thread Bare 'cause I’m Thread bare so thin you can see thru me…. THREAD BARE… Nothing else you can do to me… Worn down but not broken… Torn but not shattered… Just another man… Like I ever mattered… I’m so thin you can see thru me… You walk right past me.. Like there is nothing to me… Once again you ignore me… THREAD BARE…. You demean me…. THREAD BARE…. You deceive me…. Keep right on walking … there ain’t nothing left you can do… Keep right on talking… I’m coming right behind you…. ‘cause I’m Thread bare so thin you can see thru me…. THREAD BARE… Nothing else you can do to me… I’m just a poor poor man … Riding on your world…. Your just another cold cold hand… In my face you slam your door…… Keep right on talking…. Keep right on talking… I’m coming right behind you…. Keep right on talking…. Thread bare… Nothing left to lose…. Thread bare….. Born hanging from the noose…. Keep right on talking…. And right on walking… I’ll be right there… Behind you…. MJMansfield 5-7-03 back to top]
Love & Lust I am drunk from Love & Lust…. Passions flames fill my wings with smoke… I soar higher, covered in the sweet soot it produces…. I breathe it in and I become it….. Love & Lust…… I am that bridge… I am also it’s sacrifice…. The last cattail engulfed by the wildfire… The first spark on the canyons dry floor…. The eagle screams in passion….. Passion of war, of lust, of love…. The fire fills him….. And he shares it…. With a lusty grin and a hearty laugh…. Is it mirth or death he sees… Neither really seem to phase him… He rides their flames upward …. Happy with destiny… And a foe of fate…. A kind gentleman.. A boisterous cavalier…. How can you see his pain… When he loves it so dear… A Victim of love and lust… He grins ear to ear… MJMansfield 5-24-03 [back to top]
Fog of Love So many friends I’ve lost… Running screaming into the veils of time…. Wrapped in the vicious fog… Wiped away in fear….. Never knowing the beauty …. Never dancing with the mist…. Or enjoying being here….. Wrapped inside the mist… Like a lover I’ve held my time… Caressing every moment…. Making love to every stolen beat….. The heart kept perfect time.… Dancing in a mystic rhythm… Never hear the drum…. Only my lovers heart .. Reached me through the storm…. Dancing cheek to cheek… Embraced in battle, love…. Dancing within the sheets… Times satin robes….. Not a moment wasted… Nor a moment for regret… We danced heart to heart…. Loving her more with every step…. Dancing within the cruel halls…. Loves Battle ground…. Fighting in the pillow skies…. Flames of cool misty rain… Dancing thru the veils … We held each other in limbo…. Then we marched straight thru time…. Then thru the fog we fall… Into the mists of time…. Never running…. Not joining the masses fight…. Loving harder faster every night….. We lost many friends along the way… We remember them screaming in the night… into the veils of time…. Wrapped in the vicious fog… They were wiped away by fear….. My lover danced….. And I held her hand…. She was me… And I was her… And while we were gods …. We were man… I held my lovers hand…. We danced the dance of time… With no regrets…. We embraced the fog… We fell into forever… Never lost the path…. Inside the hand of god…. We danced inside the mist….. MJMansfield 5-24-03 [back to top]
DARK STAR Inside the star of darkness Lives the hope of hopelessness Just as in this heartless man… Beats a hollow heart….. How many wages of sin must I pay…. Without having committed the crime?…. How many days of servitude?…. Should a king provide?….. Why shouldn’t I live my will….. Lord knows I’ve paid….. How can I speak easy…. When my thoughts are all hard…. So many times I’ve crawled through the speculation…. I’ve danced in the cold ring of fire…. Where the silence is deafening…. And all consolations are condemnation…. The forces of life all working for death…. Their lungs empowered by dirt…. They shriek at the man with no ears…. And they beg from the beggers hand… As I bathe in the rain of rays from above… My body blisters in rage……… I am the light…I am the light…..I am the light…… Looking into the sun blinded by the lack light…. I wonder how many days must we suffer…. Living in the light of DarkStar…… mjmansfield 5-3-03 [back to top]
Damaged Goods Damaged goods… Rotated back among the good stock…. Dents hidden… Labels taped….. Upon the shelf once more…. The contents may be fine… Or is it certain death… The doctor doesn’t care… He just “proved” his case…. Tell the public to beware… The streets are stocked with damaged goods…… The smile may be genuine…. Or hide the silent killers mind…. Is it worth the chance they take? Playing freely with our Lives…. The Doctors don’t always bury their mistakes… Sometimes they take the streets,… and simply walk away… MJMansfield 5-26-03 [back to top]
From Conception A star falls from heaven…. A spark…… Hidden in the forests floor…. Smoldering embers…. Gaining strength with each gust of air… Breathing gently…… Until the spark gains life and becomes fire …. Growing rapidly…... gently tracing over the hills and valley…. Hidden beneath the surface….. Caressing the under brush…… Until it becomes a raging fire…. Life undeniable…. Erupting into a glorious light….. Breathing fiercely… Panting like a jackal on the run…. Bovine Bravado… Yet unfolding like Queen Anne’s Lace…. Network of strength …. A rolling herd of flames…. Engulfing land…… once fertile is now temporarily barren… Crops sewn…. Nothing more can be planted… We wait…. Until the last crop is harvested…. Perfect yield….. Explosive farmers pride………. Loved entirely… From conception to eternity…. MJMansfield 5-15-03 [back to top]
DRAINED As the mist rolled in … and my color drained out… The clouds wept for me…. And my empty eyes smiled…. Fight no longer in me… And the passion stopped it’s burn… The last needle grows dull… But I can’t feel it’s burn…. No longer do your screams haunt me… Or the lust rage to hear them…. No longer can I feel your flesh… Or curse the smile you flashed… I can’t swing my blade…. Or drink my fill…. The Jailer took my strength… The Dr. took my will… A thousand screaming moments….. Time took my mind….. Every nurse had your smile… And everyone had to pay…. Every one said they’d help…. I watched all the liars die…. One by one I crept to them…. And above each one I cried…. Everyone had to go…. And they crunched and squealed delightfully… But they could not replace you… Not a one died as well…. So the Dr.’s finally fixed me… Broken beyond repair….. What a shameful grace they gave me….. Our graves still were paired…. So here I come my darling….. To hear you scream again…. Lying here beside you…. Forever , forever the bane…. MJMansfield 7-22-03 [back to top]
Giving Up The Ghost Giving up the ghost… It’s just a vampire kiss in the pulpit Giving up the ghost… Just a heavenly devil…. Slit wrists, open eyes, a frozen smile…. Giving it all to you, ain’t no pleasure like your pain.. I knew it all the while… But I had to have your bloody kisses …. Walking on the broken bones…. Of all the lucky stiffs before me… Your dark love is a serious jones.. But here I am consume me… Radical temptress dressed in black…. Waiting for your hate to heal me….. Weak and broken on my back….. Not scared that your love would kill me….. Just giving up the ghost….. Vampire kisses no holy water… No last rites for the host… Just burning souls at stake…. Don’t need no savior to save me… I feel so alive when I’m dancing with death… I won’t let the healer get me… The queen of the damned will do just fine… Just a bloody kiss in the pulpit… A romp in the choir loft… All the angels didn’t stop it…. Me and that devil before the cross… Explosions of blackness cloud my eyes… Beautiful brilliance in her every move… I really forgot if I was supposed to die… I was caught up in her death like groove… Every touch burned so deep….. Healings that scarred my soul… Flesh that fell at her feet… It was just me worshipping her cold…. Giving up the ghost…. Lost in her deep dark eyes…. Giving up the ghost… Living in her dark desires….. MJMansfield 11-01-03 [back to top]
Tender Betrayal Tender betrayal… Does the knife hurt any less… Sweet kisses of poison…….. Is there any truth left……… Tender betrayal….. Always bent the truth…. Sweet prison of passion… Misspent days of youth… Tender betrayal………. A lie in every I love you…. A life long commitment…. My god what did we do…. Tender betrayal…. What could we do… A suicide pact from the start…. Given to me given to you….. Tender Betrayal…. A curse in every kiss….. We beat each other with smiles…. How could we live like this…… A loving beginning… With a gentle oath….. A horrible ending…. Smiling at each others throat… Litigation and posturing… Perfect angels in the court…. With an offer of penance… And an alibi for every retort… This thing is larger than us… This Tender betrayal… MJMansfield 6-26-03 [back to top]
Tomorrows Wait at the end of forever? or the true alpha awakening? is this the great truth? or simply another sign... a tease for us.... us the true believers... we have ridden the waves.... day in and night out..... energy crests that swallow us.... that have bathed us..... scared and scarred.... is this what we have waited for? Nay I say.... This is but a farce.... a wind that cries death... but a conviction it does not carry.... It is not the true reaver.... it may whisk a few fateful away.... but it will not stack the cord of limbs... we tighten our hatches..... arm ourselves with prayer and food.... we wait....... the most intense thing we do..... we wait..... blessed mother and father..... tomorrow we may see...... or is that tomorrows morrow.... never the less.... we fateful... we few amongst the many.... we wait.... MJMansfield 9-15-03 [back to top]
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