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Dark Gothic Poetry: The poison of the night. The night is getting at my head No light and I`m becoming mad No objects only a wall in black It is around me!!! I`m in the sack!!! I really dont like thing like that!!! I try to make a hole like a rat. But I have a night visions lack So useless process is my rack And I`ve no idea or guide How can with this invasion fight? Oh, I`m sure, I`m right!!! It is the poison of the night!!! (c) Cothurnatus (Vasyl Puzanov), 2006 Dark Gothic Poetry Broken poets confession My teachers were Baudelaire and Poe That's why I never ask for more I love sweet dirt of our life Where I swim, in which I dive I never want to join the stars They're trampled down on boulevards (c) Cothurnatus (Vasyl Puzanov), 2006 Dark Gothic Poetry: Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Edgar Poe I`m hearing all acute And that`s why I can`t be mute Something strange into my head People! Swear! I`m not mad! Awful noise is everywhere It is here, it is there I can`t hear song of flute Drum is sounding so rude All is mixed in Sam hill`s blend Mess in life is the main trend Order is so good and rare So I write some verse I`ll dare (c) Cothurnatus (Vasyl Puzanov), 2006 Dark Gothic Poetry: I'm tired I'm tired No more force to live Inspired But I don't believe I'm wired But no work to give I'm mired And no love or peeve I was dropped to pot I was weed's grain Which was sown by God In vain Alike I exist a lot Closed circle, damned chain Rest! On earth I haven't got! And that's why I growl again (c) Cothurnatus (Vasyl Puzanov), 2006
