The Cartographer

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  1. Gremlinchode

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    The Cartographer

    As a boy I was enamored with Mother Nature and her intricate designs, my hands longed to trace her extraordinary contour lines.


    It would require time and dedication to survey her topography and collect the datum on each slope and depth curve in order to achieve the level of accuracy she would ultimately deserve.


    There were lonely hours when remote sensing was my only relief, the continuous tone and color separation were a mosaic beyond belief.


    If I could complete my fantasy overlay, for a time my obsession would subside, yet once I had gone over edge moments later I would feel the rising tide.


    My mind eager and the expedition well planned, even on a moonless night I would be determined to map the lay of the land.


    I would skirt each finger and draw, plotting my course through the dark in search of the elusive high water mark.


    A thirsty explorer drinks deeply from Gaia’s sacred well while hungry eyes gaze upland where inviting peaks doth dwell.


    An experienced surveyor knows the land may tremble and abruptly give way he must continue plotting his course through the turbulence unhindered by the fray.


    After a few aftershocks and the gentle tremors are at bay, eagerly I would regain my composure and soon be on my way.


    Following the neat line leading to each peak and crest at last this explorer can enjoy the summit where weary travelers lay to rest.
    - Gremlin
     
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    Beautiful writing--thank you for sharing your experience and talent.
     
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    Candy Cane Lane

    In Shytown at the cross street of Awkward and Silence, on the tablet of my heart these unspoken words reside.

    I’m afflicted with desire, yet all the pagan pleasures of my flesh denied.

    I longed to dance naked with her like two flames that meet in the middle of a seasoned Yuletide log.

    Moral men learn to control the mind and the body will follow,

    held captive by her beauty, I’m afraid in my case it’s the tail that wags the dog.

    Folks around here concern themselves with a fat man in a red suit who’s been tinkering around so smug and jolly.

    In a bitter twist of fate, it’s her sugar plumbs that dance in my head and her trappings that drive my heart to madness and folly.

    -Gremlin-
     
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    From the mouth of madness

    She paints in the color of Raven

    and the blood of sparrow

    Dissecting all my passion and nightmares straight to the marrow.


    Her brush cuts through flesh, trimming fat, muscle and tendon, till we’re down to the moldy bone. Admiring her work I’m reminded of all the nights we faced our demons alone.


    She mixes terror and wild beauty to create macabre hues, from the catacombs of her mind spring forth images for my fears to amuse.


    They wail like the Banshee or whisper from the grave, Another brush with death old friend, as the reapers hand caresses my cheek like a razor close shave.


    The voice of Blake, echoes in the darkness of my head. “Drive your cart and plough over the bones of the dead.”


    -Gremlin-
     
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    Nite


    There once was an artist

    Who painted so many shadows

    They changed her name to Nite.

    I watched as she laughed in the face of demons, and even trained wear wolves not to bite.


    She held her brush like a necromancers dagger and sacrificed blank canvas like a sacred rite. Her paintings were tales from the dark side, told by a pretty little monster born to endless night.


    She showed the world that the forest can still be haunted behind all those “happy little trees”, that behind the best dreams there’s always a nightmare eager to bring you to your knees.


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    Supernatural Delight

    Its these moments before nightfall, when ravenous want becomes un-quenched need.
    I am awakened by the uncanny desire to feed.

    Like a crazed fool playing a few cards short of a full deck,
    I longed to drag my vampire teeth along the smooth hot skin of her milk white neck.

    I mouthed her flesh without true intent to bite, conjuring incoherent murmurs from her lips like an incantation as we grew nearer to performing the sacred rite.
    With pounding hearts and shallow breaths, we tore at each others clothes like werewolves submitting to the authority of a full moon.
    Leaving no stone unturned we drank deeply of passion, our bodies completely in tune.

    No silver bullets, wooden stakes or garlic could keep our advances at bay.
    All through the night we wailed like Banshees until we collapsed in exhaustion at the break of day.

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    Name Day

    My name is Sneaker, laced up tight, forever at the ready, waiting for the sound of the gun.
    My name is Discarded Bastard Child, born to run.
    My name is Sexual Deviant, aroused by the obscene.
    My name is Undescended Testicle, born ceremonially unclean.
    My name is Rock Biter, child with crooked teeth ashamed to smile.
    My Father might have said... "See you later Alligator" and I'd reply "after a while Crocodile."
    At 11 months old those words too far out of reach, for a Babe is born without the power of speech.
    My Name is Detective, unable to piece together all the clues
    Of why my parents would forsake Me for endless bottles of booze.
    I am Walking Wounded, concealing my purple heart,
    My name is Bones Of The Dead, plowed over by horse and cart.

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    Forbidden Fruit


    Her art should be called temptation,

    It draws me in like Adam and Eve moments before the fall.

    Lord knows I wouldn’t be satisfied with a taste, that I’d have to have it all.


    It’s like beauty and chaos locking arms in a free fall, somehow I’ve managed to find a new addiction, her name on the street is godsrecall.


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    The Dark Of Nite


    I woke up with the urge to feed at twilight.

    Like a lone wolf on the prowl looking to own the nite.

    To drag my k9 teeth across soft skin the color of moonlight.

    With no hope of sleeping, I decided to grab a pen and paper and begin to write.


    Darkness fell on me

    Little by little her hair as black as midnight

    Covered my face.


    Concealed and consumed by her, we held each other passionately in that quiet dark embrace.


    Her boundaries and mysteries welcomed me

    drawing me deeper and deeper into the black of night.

    until I couldn’t take it.

    I threw my head back and saw stars painted across the evening sky

    and was completely lost in the beauty of natural light.


    -Gremlin-
     
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    Continental Breakfast


    Relaxing in the dark

    biting her lip

    Trying to recount how she lost all the feeling in her legs.


    How they worked each other over easy

    Then hard

    Then easy

    Over and over again until they lay there

    Disheveled like scrambled eggs.


    It probably started with a long kiss goodnight, you know the kind that might carry on well into the morning light.


    Together they were intoxicating and stimulating like coffee and Baileys Irish cream. He lived to see her toes curl

    Her back arch and to hear her muffled scream.


    He was like a hummingbird sipping nectar looking up into her hungry eyes, there is a sweetness to her honey that could be any man’s demise.


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    Friday Night


    I want to slide inside a straight jacket

    And crawl into a padded room

    To sit alone with my nightmares

    Like a true child of doom.


    I want to play with words like razor blades to see how deep they slash

    To drink deep from the cup of suffering sipping bitter tears like sour mash.

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    -Just The Right Speed-

    Bullet too fast
    Poison too slow
    I’d rather cut my wrist
    and see how the blood flow
    Something tells me it would be just right
    Not too fast
    Not too slow

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    Thank you for the likes, I decided to drop a few lines here after going through a phase of burning what I write and loosing it forever.
     
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    I'm enjoying reading, good mix of dark and light
     
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    Thank you ‍‍
     
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    7 Cardinal Vices


    I would take PRIDE in my work, giving her pleasure like it was my full time job.


    Volunteering for overtime and never cutting corners, fueling the flames of her passion could be as dangerous as inciting an unruly mob.


    With GREEDY pirate hands I longed to plunder the treasures of her chest,

    I would Fantasize about her bounty and booty each night as I lay my head down to rest.


    Tossing and turning

    I would burn for her with a fire that could rival the sun, if I were to be mastered by a cardinal vice LUST would be the one.


    I would come to ENVY

    the humble

    the charitable

    the chaste

    the gracious

    the temperate

    the patient

    And the diligent

    On their high horse so distinguished and refined.

    Had they never wanted something with all their heart and all their soul knowing full well it could cost their mind?


    Like the Mad hatter at a tea party I would drink deeply of her pleasure until it runneth down my chin.

    In GLUTTONOUS passion returning for more, never quite getting my fill of such a decadent deadly sin.


    Digging her nails in my scalp

    or in my back

    with toes clenched

    or biting my neck

    I think it’s safe to say that I had been warned, not to stop until she was satisfied after all Hell hath no FURY like a woman scorned.


    After an intense release, LAZILY I would kiss her lips her neck her breasts and brush my mouth gently across her most sensitive place, trying to rouse any last ounce of desire before I rest my case.
     
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    Golden Teacher


    I Fasted for 12 hrs,
    sat alone in quiet darkness
    and ingested 5 dried grams.
    Had FaceTime with the good the bad and the ugly and heard the deafening silence of the lams.


    Childhood trauma played like motion pictures on the silver screen,
    I saw the hurt and sadness of abusers and came to understand forgiving them would make me clean.


    Forgiving and blessing my enemies can heal,
    this much I know is true,
    my pain and suffering can become medicine or poison to the world depending on what I choose to do.

    What will you do with yours?


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    Stormy Nite

    they say the girls head is always in the clouds
    But I know it’s her eyes that make the rain
    Her heartbeat is chaos and thunder, she forges lightning from pain.

    there was this boy and his name was wind like a warm breeze he wanted to roll and flow through her hair, invisible to the world always out of sight and out of mind, yet he would caress her neck just to let her know he was there.
    With gentle baby’s breath he would blow on her embers to stoke her desire, he had to know if lightning and wing could create a wild fire.

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    Sin city

    Gotham city is in shambles
    And nobody’s waiting around for the Dark Knight. The Joker and Batman are probably off stroking each other egos somewhere in the pale moonlight.


    She says I like to twist words like the Riddler and can be cryptic in the things I write. I tell her she would make a good sidekick, like “girl wonder” and ask her if she would be my Robin tonight.


    She laughs and tells me it’s easy to get lost in this wonderland trying to paint all these white roses red. She tells me to sleep on it a Fortnite, then to decide if stealing a taste of Ukrainian honey is worth hearing the words “Off with his head.”


    I tell her “I know as good as anyone, it can be hard to solve a riddle without any clues. You can’t blame a villain for wanting to win from time to time, even though I know I’m born to loose.”


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